Albus Severus Wand Novels & Stories

SEEKER Balthazar's health continued to deteriorate. He was supposed to get better according to the doctor but rather than get better; he got worse. His nerves shook involuntarily and when he tried to shift, it was so painful, worse than it was when he shifted for the first time. His luna phoebe was so worried that she called the attention of the packs’ enchantress. “He is under a curse.” the sorceress claimed immediately as she stepped into the alpha’s bedroom

The more I laughed and wiggled, the happier the wand seemed to have gotten. Others were starting to take notice and were gawking at me. I grabbed the leather handle, stopping it from poking me further, and it rested in my hand comfortably. I almost didn’t notice the loud gasping of those around me just as the warning bell sounded, causing everyone to scatter the halls. Examining the wand, I noticed that it was wrapped tight to hold the seven different colored gems, small and polished. Purple, indigo, sky blue, green, yellow, orange, and finally red, at the very base of the handle.

― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "I am not your friend, Hunter. I do not think we could ever be friends considering the only reason I made acquaintances with you is so that I could use you." This was not what I had planned to say to him but since the words had come out, there was no point in taking them back. I hated to see the pain reflected in his dark eyes, how his smile faltered until it was gone without a trace.

I said, lifting my chin, “you don’t know what to do with someone who doesn’t crawl. It is only a matter of time before you tire of my presence.” The Luna laughed softly. “How amusing. A slave with a sharp tongue.” But the Alpha didn’t. He stood, his height dwarfing everyone else, his presence making even the guards stiffen. I, for one, did not even look away from his tearing gaze. But when he moved, I felt it, the pull… Something ancient. Something wrong. Something that I knew that I shouldn’t be feeling. His scent hit me like a drug, cedar, smoke, and something darker underneath. My heart stumbled. The room tilted. And for a second, I found it hard to breathe. Even my wolf tensed.

They suited each other in a way. “And a pleasure to see you again, Ms. Moonshadow,” He added. “Chancellor Canis,” I said. “I thought you were too old for things like this?” “Deucalion was a bit insistent on me coming, so here I am,” Albus said with a shrug. Albus Canis was a powerful mage and master of magic, if not the most powerful. He and I helped rebuild the academy after it was almost destroyed by the war of the first Black Rose.

Albus was a wrinkled, bony old man on the brink of death, and there seemed to be not a wisp of black miasma wafting out in sight. It seemed like the Holy One had trapped the Power of Destruction in Albus' body using some special method so that it would continuously feed on the spirit energy inside Albus' body.

And now, Ralph was saying that she was brought to meet him. "You must be Isabella." A smile was turned to the confused lady. "Nice to meet you." "Where is Albus?" Isabella blurted out and looked around the space she was in. She didn't expect the reply that came. "I am Albus." A gasp escaped the shocked lady. It was followed by a chuckle from the wizard. Albus looked... 35. Isabella could not give the wizard anything above that age. The wizard's hair was completely white and silky, captured with a string and styled into a ponytail that touched his lower back. His dark eyes looked vibrant, young, energetic. One could even mistake him for 29 and wouldn't be wrong.

Xavier hummed in agreement before ending the call. He pulled out the papers from his pocket and started deciphering it. He studied them properly : -------------------- WOLFSBANE Organisation→ serum → superhuman Head not human Scientists — humans? Maybe or no Chief → def. Not → superhuman? In New York? No… Organisation → human → mage Ravenwood → forest Human → mage → war? possibly Royal family → extended - no - yes Big chain Humans → pawns Chief → Ald --------------------

The high priest said with his arms open as if hugging the wand floating in front of him, and one or two light chuckles emerged from the crowd. "The alpha of the alphas and the most powerful witch of all time created this wand together, with liquid silver, star ore, perpetual ice, eternal fire, and the flower of life." The crowd stared at the wand, and the eyes are filled with frantic sparkles. "Their names are forever to be remembered," Said the high priest in a chanting voice, "Erebus, alpha of the alphas, The Silver Lightning, the Lord! And his mate, Kitty the witch of shadow."

Lucien’s POV My hands shook as I walked up the driveway to Sam. I could see her waiting for me on the porch and it made me nervous. Me. Lucien Blackwood. Alpha of the Blackwood pack. Nothing ever made me nervous. Nothing except that small witch that carried my child. She was everything to me, everything to us.