Floo Powder Novels & Stories

I am midair when he shifts, flinging a purple powder into my face. WOLFSBANE.

"Here, take my hand. Even if you fall, I'll be there to help you stand back up again" His Flower's Point Of View The thick stench of blood was strong in the smoke filled air. My nose wrinkled as I inhaled the scent. My instincts had me gagging, maybe too loudly. Another scream echoed from not too far away and I squeezed my eyes shot, willing the horrifying sound of pain to disappear. A small sound of desperation escaped my parted lips and I froze in my position. That was loud. More loud than I thought it would be.

The powder was made from a flower called Sleeping Beauty, and it is pristine white in color, and just like its name, it has the ability to put even an Alpha to at least 30 minutes of sleep, it was said that as long as the right quantity is added, an ordinary werewolf like the guards would sleep for three days straight. Any lesser or higher would not yield any results... Also, it could prevent her from being caught as it is scentless and was extremely rare, and she only knew it existed thanks to Michelle who told her about it and where it usually grows. In fact, she has never expected it to come into handy now. Just as she sprinkled some into the meal and was about to hide the remaining back

To soothe her. Watching tears stream down her face as she cried out and being able to do nothing made me feel…powerless. “Just a little more!” Flo said. Flo took another ingredient from her tray and started rubbing it together in her hands. It smelled like clay. She applied to Isla’s skin. She was creating a poultice. Isla’s infection had started turning from dark blue and green to much lighter colors. “It’s working.” Flo said. Isla’s breathing was heavy. Her eyes were barely open, but she didn’t look present. The they fluttered shut with exhaustion.

Then, he narrowed his eyes as he watched the woman and said, "I don't know what kind of resentment you have against the Ninth-Branch Company, and I don't know who sent you here—but the allergy and rot on you have nothing to do with the formaldehyde and polluted construction materials. "What caused it was a kind of powder from a type of moth. The ones who gave you the powder must have told you that you'll be fine after you wash it off within a period of time. But I can tell you now, the moment you have these powders on you, it will be extremely difficult to get them off you.

Opening the stopper, no scent escaped. “This powder is made from a rare mountain herb—ground into a fine dust. It’s colorless and odorless. Just sprinkle a thin layer outside the camp perimeter. If no one crosses it, nothing happens. But if someone breaches the set boundary and it comes into contact with their skin or clothing, it releases a faint scent.” “So faint that people won’t notice? You’re sure they won’t catch on?” Eryx raised a brow.

As soon as the powder was scattered, dozens of bodies turned into liquid like clear water and were absorbed by the soil in a short time. At first glance, it was just a wet pit. If a normal land was dug down a little, it would be wet, so it didn't look strange at all. Seeing Caspian's gaze, Flame Gordon explained, "Body powder. It is commonly used on the battlefield. Do you want it?" Caspian nodded and then shook his head.

She was ashamed and furious; she yelled at Florian. "My beautiful Debra, there's no such thing as too much deception. Let me tell you—the thing you just drank had the Fuzzy Powder liquid in it. No matter how prim and proper a woman is, she will be horny after drinking it!" Florian said smugly as he walked into the hall slowly. 'What? Fuzzy Powder?' Debra was shocked to hear that. She glared at Florian. "Such a despicable man. Aren't you afraid of karma?" Debra was very regretful when she said that.

Selon opened a pack of Bone-Melting Powder, walked over, and quickly poured it into the cultivation potion. The white powder melted instantly when it met water. It was colorless and odorless. No one would find out.

He turned around to leave but she held him back. "Wait, please. I have a question to ask." This question has been bugging her since she was waiting for the police to arrive. "Ask away." He said gently. "What is the powder that was poured on the body of the snake? What is the purpose of it? Is it something poisonous?" "Oh, that. It's not poisonous, it's just lime powder. It is used to mask the smell of dead organisms. You must've noticed this particular one was not smelling."