Novel & Cerita Funniest Harry Potter Spells

She looked into her spelling book over and over again to memorize the words and then she lit up candles in a circular motion and placed Raymond's book in the center and started casting the spells. “ Sectumsempra Avada Kedavra Lumos Expelliarmus Wingardium Leviosa ” As soon as she finished casting the spell, her eyes turned white and she began floating on the air in a sitting position as strong wind burst open the window and entered the room and the candlelight started to flicker. She then took a small knife and cut open her palm for blood to seep out and she let it drop on the book and after some time she watched as the blood gathered together and began to write a word.

my voice broke in half. Adamant, he continued, "Yes, you can. You know when the Sorting Hat placed Neville in Gryffindor?" I nodded weakly, slightly amused at how regular he seemed when dropping Harry Potter reference. "That same fat kid slayed a snake seven years later. You're the Neville, Rashid. You can slay your snake, and you will." "It's slew." I sniffed. "Huh?" "Slew a snake, not slayed." "You're fucking hopeless."

He must have be really hungry judging from how quick he was taking life out of the men. “What do you mean by silly spells? Magic is a serious thing, there's nothing silly about it.” I heard him say again, scolding me for using the word silly. “I meant spells like lifting food off tables, or making something disappear.” “Those are all very demanding spells Leiya.” I let out a frustrated sigh, taking the last small piece of bread into my mouth. I knew there was no winning this argument, the best thing to do was to remain silent. I quietly watched as he devoured his last meal, the last prisoner at the table.

this may be a fateful twist but by the gods I have been kissed sorry but your aim, it missed I know that I look a witch as I move my nose & give a twitch but my dear, I pulled a switch I raise my hands, I curse your words as spirits cry, my voice, is heard I bind you here, your soul I gird, I cast a spell, hogtie your feet take a bite, it's really sweet yes my dear please have a treat do you mind, if I have a seat? I call my spoon, my kettle stirring, as he speaks, the words are spurring, I laugh aloud, as kitty's purring, supernatural events, occurring, as caldrons bubble, broomsticks fly, & Frankenstein went walking by, his Mummy gives a wistful sigh, Your look of shock, a priceless one, l

“You did. But I’m not mad, if that’s what you’re afraid of.” “I wasn’t even aware,” she mumbled behind her hands. “I just remember feeling hot, heart racing, and then… blackout. I’m so embarrassed.” Harry leaned back, a faint smile playing on his lips now. “If it helps… you were adorable. Like a kitten high on catnip.” “Oh my God, don’t compare me to a kitten,” Arabella groaned, her cheeks flaming. “I don’t even know why I acted that crazy.” “Grandpa’s potion is unpredictable,” Harry said, grabbing his coffee. “And you just drank it like it was tea.”

A loud shrieking sound came from the beast. If he wasn't angry before, he sure was now! Think Hazel, THINK! But what the fuck could I do? I was just a girl, a stupid girl waving a stick at a nightmarish beast. What could a stick do? Suddenly an idea popped into my mind. I lifted the stick higher and made sure it was directly pointed at the beast. "EXPELLIARMUS!" I shouted. But nothing happened. FUCK! This spell always worked for Harry Potter - most of the times.

Harold releases her. "Hahahaha. What shitty luck is this? First your daughter, now you." She scoffs and Continues with scorn and mockery. "Do your worst grandpa dearest. After all this is not the first time I have gone through this." Harold is visibly enraged and unleashes the paralysis spell. I rush in to dispel it but a fraction of it hit her. She howls in pain and passes out. I am beside myself with anger. I take out my staff and strike the Wizard. He stumbles, raises his wand then disappears.

So the first spell that would be better to use is, “Locomotor Mortis!” A leg binding spell. The dummy fell on its feet but stood up once again after cancelling the spell. This is what’s scary in the tester dummies, though their levels aren’t that high, they chant non-verbal spells which makes the fight difficult. I was taken aback when my legs were also suddenly in bind. Looks like it threw the spell back at me.

He asks incredulously. “Very nearly. I just have to cast the actual spell now. Give me a minute, I need to focus.” I answer optimistically. Harry quite literally covers his own mouth with both hands stacked one over the other and I snort out a laugh. Is it really that hard for him to stay quiet for five minutes? I turn my back to Harry, mostly because he is entirely too distracting and I focus on my spell. Five minutes later, the lanterns flicker to life in a burst of colourful sparks. I chose to make green, pink, purple, blue and naturally coloured lanterns. I’m hoping the colour combination won’t look too silly in the room and will actually just look cool. I complete the spell and stand th

I raised one brow at her. She made a snotty face at me. "Yes. Please continue." She waved me on. I nodded. "Okay, one day in Spells and Potions, some jackhole was messing with me. The counterspell I threw hit one of his deflection spells and slammed back into me." I could remember that day as if it were preserved on digital.