Deathly Hallows Voldemort Novels & Stories

There was nothing left for Gandalf to do except reflect on his vanishing existence, his heartbeat gradually slowing until it ceased altogether. Xavier let out a howl after confirming that Gandalf had finally died within Harry's body. The werewolves outside immediately smiled with joy upon recognizing the victorious howl delivered by Xavier. Xavier rushed to Viggo's side, offering his support as Viggo struggled to remain on his feet. Viggo's eyes were fixed on Harry, who lay on the ground. Suddenly, a dark aura burst forth from Harry's body, dissipating into the air. Viggo's heart raced as he realized that the malevolent influence of Gandalf was no longer present within Harry.

“ This tattoo was something that was given to me by a dark wizard, I had a hard time keeping it restrained. Only the blood infused with dark magic can break through the dark spells that are cast on a person or a thing.” As he spoke the red blood that was dripping down on the voodoo doll slowly turned dark and then it started to ooze a sticky black liquid which dripped from the edge of the counter and then gurgled on the bottom of the floor before it started to rise and formed the shape of two human beings while the one on the left was completely deformed while the other figure formed a figure of a woman. “ This must belong to the dark wizard since it’s impossible to track them down without t

the white witch replied looking down. "I will kill myself. I'm nothing without Ava.Tell me how to get rid of my soul and I'll do it,what is life without my damsel," he cried out. "Vador you don't... "No Aleister please don't. Why didn't you tell me that this would lead to her death?" "I didn't see her die"scratching his hair he turned to look at Alizon"Does it mean anything?" "Well I'm not sure..." "Enough of this. I'm going to get holy water which I'll pour on myself and use a stake to finish the job."

“Kill you.” I can only sculpt. My hand squeezes the sheets under me. My lips and voice both trembled. “Then why am I still here?” Hugo pulled his body back, making me take a deep breath of relief. “That was before I knew who you were, Barbara,” he said slowly. “However, some time ago, I decided that having additional strength from a possessor of holy blood must have been interesting.” I want to know how to use my identity as a wolvire to beat up this man in front of me. Sadly, I still do not know.

We reached the base of the spire just as the moon broke through the clouds. And there she was. Headmistress Morwen. She stood at the center of the summoning circle, her silver-streaked hair lifted by the wind, She carried the Obsidian box in her hands. The Key to the Shadow Vault. The one thing that could unleash the Hollow Army, an army of cursed souls bound to the will of its master. Harry stepped from the darkness. His presence warped the air, bending light and shadow. His silver eyes burned, not with triumph, but with something darker.

Oswald demanded, stepping forward despite his injuries. The figure chuckled. “You don’t recognize me? I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised. It’s been a long time, hasn’t it?” He stepped into the light, and my heart dropped. It was one of our own. Darius. My mind reeled, unable to comprehend what I was seeing. Darius, one of the gifted wolves, thought to have died in the war, stood before us, his body shrouded in an aura of dark magic. “Impossible,” Hazel whispered, her voice trembling.

He might be able to stop the voodoo worm, but he was not able to kill it or expel it right away. “Stop wasting your energy.” Cyclops ridiculed and teased, “I put the Castilan Voodoom Worm into her drink, and it’s already in her brain now. If you can’t cure it within a certain period of time, the worm will eat her brain. Then…” His gaze turned frantic as he scoffed. “She will die a terrible and slow death. I bet it will be a scene to look forward to! And, you can only cure the spell with a specific antidote. Nothing else works. Hahahaha!”

Vincent said begrudgingly, and his adorable face turned red from anger. He whipped out the magic wand that Zayn bought for him as a souvenir from Universal Studios. Vincent snarled, "I'm going to use Avada Kedavra on Bad Daddy!" Larissa didn't know what to say. "That's it," she thought. Avada Kedavra was the strongest spell. Vincent had always used harmless tools like the Crawly Dust or Burpy Dust to prank others. But if he intended to use Avada Kedavra, he must've been pissed.

"Then from behind me, I heard a voice. I became so afraid because I knew it was a rogue. Turning, my guess was right. He had green eyes and he was really pale looking," "A descendant of Voldemort," Kayla gasped. "I thought they were cursed?" Melodie whispered. "They were locked up somewhere and cursed not to roam the earth again. Are you sure he had green eyes?" Heyli nodded. "Rogues have green eyes," Kayla shook her head. "No, cursed vampires from the Voldemort family do." "Was he the one who infected you?"

I muttered as I smiled while I watch his own smile fade away. “Dumbledore Voldemort?? Supreme Alpha of the North territories??” He flustered as I could hear his heart beat so outrageously. “Yeah, him!!”