Harry Potter And The Dark Wizard 소설 & 이야기

Date: 30th December, 1474 The Dark Lord stood at the periphery of the Magna kingdom. War against the king Aldrich Eversons began. Enemies being aggressive, burst into the kingdom. Soldiers of Magna tightened their grips on the weapons. Their eyes widened as they saw witches flying towards them on their broomsticks. Although they had encountered witches several times before, having a war against thousands of them at a time was challenging. It was the first time they had a war against magical creatures.

I knew how bitter that pill was. Yet he chewed it thoughtfully, as if savoring something sweet, and swallowed without a grimace. That night marked the beginning of the strangeness. It was not until the third time that my figure materialized before his eyes that I understood: it was not me at all. It was a phantom conjured by Francis' mind. He was poring over documents in his study when he suddenly looked up toward the doorway. Slowly, a hazy silhouette began to take shape. My figure appeared, wearing a black blouse, my hair pulled into a high ponytail, smiling at him.

With blades drawn and senses sharpened, they followed him into the tight crevice. The passage twisted and narrowed as it led downward, stifling and dark, until the oppressive rock suddenly gave way to a vast subterranean chamber bathed in an eerie violet glow. The walls shimmered with embedded crystal shards that pulsed in a slow, unnatural rhythm, like the heartbeat of some slumbering beast. Tables lined with tattered tomes, scrolls of forbidden spells, and vials of thick, dark fluid lay scattered across the space. At its center, a towering obsidian altar loomed, carved with runes so old their language had been lost to time.

"Not just in me. In both of us." "Then we use it." Kara's violet eyes hardened with determination. "Together. We end this." Outside the cave, the forest had gone silent. The corrupted half-bloods had been marching toward the waterfall, driven by Liesel's dark magic, their empty eyes fixed on their goal. But when the golden light exploded from the cave, when the First Wolf's power surged through the earth and sky, they stopped.

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

"How's my sister?" "Sound asleep," Vador replied. "Something is wrong," Aleister said entering the room "Someone is coming," his eyes were now shades of grey "Avan,Emma,go,take Avan with you. Go to Alizon" "The dark witches are back," Vador said his eyes changing color." "That's right," someone replied across the room with her back turned. Immediately Vador was tied to a metal chair and so was Aleister. "How's the dark lord?" She asked turning to face them.

The dark witches dragged Joan to a room and when they opened the door Hazel was inside waiting for them. They held Joan in place as she tried to free herself from their tight grip but it was useless. They were stronger than her. Hazel didn't talk to her but went to start chanting a spell. The spell weakened Joan's entire body like Alice's till she couldn't move at all. She could only stare at Hazel with wide eyes. What sought of dark magic was this! Joan thought in her mind as she tried to move her legs and hand but couldn't. The two dark witches left the room leaving her alone with qHazel who was deranged…

"First of all, we cannot use magic. Secondly dark magic is not something you can just play with. Let this go Shira…. Just talk to Theodore. For what it's worth, I do believe you guys can make it through." "Absolutely! dark magic!" She chuckled nervously. "You're right, what was I thinking?" She forced a smile up her face. "Thank you for everything." She turned around and walked straight out the door. A devious smile settled on her face, unknowingly to Laura, she had just given her an idea. There was a book, taken from a coven of witches that once waged war against their pack years back. A book that contained instructions on dark magic. This book was now secured in the castle's vault, and had

It was quite laughable that the dark lord had a pet tiger who had a nanny. I stopped on the stone surface, rooted to the spot. The horror of last night returned. It was the place. The sound of the gunshot came back, reverberating at the back of my head, the image of Leo on the carcass flashed and the hard icy gaze on the dark lord.

"Very well, Isolde. I will help you perform this spell, but we must be cautious. The consequences of wielding such dark magic are unpredictable." Isolde's smile widened, a feral glint in her eyes. "Agreed, Baros. We'll take every precaution. The coven will soon bow to our will, and there will be no one left to oppose us." With their dark pact sealed, Isolde and Baros delved into the forbidden pages of the ancient tome, embarking on a perilous journey that would grant them immense power but also set into motion a chain of events that could shatter the delicate balance of their world. As the incantations began to flow, the shadows in the room seemed to deepen, echoing the darkness that now gri