Alchemist Harry Potter Novels & Stories

I will teach her a lesson and make her a disgrace and a laughing stock. ‘Let's see if she can maintain her elegance when she starts to feel the effects of the drug.’ I stepped out and waited patiently for the right opportunity to put my plan into action. ~~~ ALEXA'S POV 30 minutes earlier, It was too late. I had already pushed the door open, and everyone was staring at me with curious gazes. I nearly facepalmed myself in embarrassment. Apart from Morgan and the woman, there were about 5 additional men, including Peter, seated at the table.

The local chemists leave the room with him, prepared to examine the parasite to know of its origin and to find out what other side effects it may have on the Queen. Half of the servants and maids leave the room with Atlas also. And that leaves a few people, including Eirene alone in the room with Greed and I. But soon after, someone stumbles into the room. We all turn our heads to see who has entered in such an alarming way. It is Lake. The Grand Alkhemi’s sorcerer. Sweat beads on his forehead. He stares at me. “I hear you have been searching for me.” People’s mouths drop open, but Eirene responds with… “Yeah, no shit. Where the fuck have you been?”

With a loud growl, he felt the forces holding him down leave his body and at once, he ran towards the opening of the dim light, the door began to close but with his full strength, Adolphus got inside before the storm door closed. With his head on the ground, Adolphus opened his eyes and slowly glared up. To his shock, an altar stood before him, its body covered in blood. With fear in his heart, Adolphus took a step backwards and when his eyes glanced at the spot he stood, he saw the drawing of a pentagon and his feet were in the center. Not new to such a place, Adolphus knew that someone built this place with great witchcraft powers. He scanned around the room and noticed some painting on th

Her hair was lank and lusterless, falling around her like strings of rotting straw. A cauldron bubbled slowly in the corner, leaving off the most infernal and rancid vapors. Bits of frogs’ legs, bat wings and eyes of newt were scattered around the floor of the cave. Her lupine eyes, savage and cunning, only came to life when she muttered certain arcane words from a spell. They perched above her hawkish and hooked nose. From it sprang the most preposterous wart. It was at least the size of a saucer. It would have been funny if the scene wasn’t so Stoker-esque.

All we can do is wait for my grandfather to remember his spell. "Is there a way we can help you remember the spell grandfather" I offer politely. I am desperate to get rid of the Ornan ghost from our life. The bits and pieces I saw in his interaction with Althea, my past self is frightening. I was scared for Althea before I found out that she is me in the past. After I found out that we are the same and his obsessive behavior when he possessed Amber is outright frightening. "I have books back in my house. They have all the ancient spells. If we start our search from there, we might find something useful" lord Agamanan suggested.

Denzel was considered an ordinary family member, so his appearance did not cause any commotion. The leader and family head smiled after drinking their tea. “I heard that the Harrod family recently recruited a very powerful alchemist.” The leader was a direct person and chose to get straight to the point with his line of questioning. The head of the Harrod family was puzzled and had no idea what was going on. “Our family recruited an alchemist?” Elmer Harrod was confused. He did not know who did this. The Harrod family had never had an alchemist. Although they had always tried to recruit one, they never managed to catch the attention of an alchemist over the years.

go. He said he would let me walk if I helped him in return. He told me about werewolves too and I freaked out. He threw me back in the cell and came back when I had calmed down. He explained that I needed to help him win a war between him and anything that stood in his way. He had figured out that I had powers and he told me if I helped him by using them that he would lead me to you. I complied and it fucking landed me here.” He shook his head and rubbed his hands over his knees as if he was trying to wipe nervous sweat off of them. His giant forearms were covered in tattoos. They were all red like the one on my back. They were different symbols and shapes. He caught me staring and smiled,

“The disguise potion, the totem, the potion that’s kept your beloved Ivy unable to get in touch with you…” “Ivy!” I cry out raggedly. “Yes, that poor girl,” the witch tuts. “And, of course, I lovingly crafted the poison that killed your father. So I don’t think you do quite understand the stakes, Your Highness. I’m a researcher. An alchemist. A worker of miracles. But my power comes from nature, from ingredients. From taking advantage of the world around me.” She leans in painfully close. I can feel her breath on my face, alarmingly warm and smelling disturbingly of mulch.

She returned to her chair and began to read, her voice filling the cabin with the echoes of the past. “Long ago, in a land shrouded in mist and magic, there lived a brilliant alchemist named Elias Thorne. He was obsessed with the concept of duality, with the idea that every soul has a twin, a mirror image, a perfect complement. He believed that by harnessing the power of duality, he could unlock the secrets of the universe and achieve immortality.”

She just took his breath away. "Come on in, let us start with some magick and then we can do more research on the wolf/snake/man whatever." Art said and they sat together. Rory circled the insignia in the book, which was the symbol for alchemy, twice with her finger, the book opened with a soft blue glow. Rory giggled. She looked exhilarated, like a kid in the sweet shop. Art explained to her about different herbs and how they could be imbibed into a potion. "My mom is always better at potions. I- I dabble, but sometimes I make the opposite of what I intended to make." He said with a frown and she chuckled.