Harry Potter Block Spell Novels & Stories

’ Willow said, and the others agreed. ‘That’s a good idea! Thanks, Willow!’ I said, and she hummed. Now the only problem is, I can’t use the spell Willow suggested because King Warrick uses his dark power to attack me. To execute the magic spell perfectly, I should touch King Warrick’s body either his arms or neck. The hardening metal magic cube technique will only work upon contact with a being or objects, so I need close contact with the demon king. A grin plastered on my lips when some ideas popped up in my head and I can’t wait to execute them. I’m 100 percent sure my plan would work. Though, I'm still a bit reluctant.

Burst: A spell that damages multiple targets in a specific area. Stunning Spells: These spells can temporarily incapacitate an opponent, making them unable to act. Impediment Jinx: This spell slows down or hinders the movement of an opponent. Full Body-Bind Curse: This curse immobilizes the target, making them unable to move. Aurora Lance: This spell makes negates all resistances from spell elements Weak Flame: This spell produces a small flame. Defense Spells: Mage Armor: Provides a significant boost to armor class for Wizards and Sorcerers.

However, Onora’s voice forced me to open my eyes. “All done, Your Majesty!” What? My stupefied gaze fell on Onora’s face as I checked my wrist, that ominous thread was taken away without a hitch. “What has just happened?” My query deepened the lines of worry on Onora’s forehead, she examined me thoroughly as if I was an alien specimen. “This bond blocker is an advanced magic. Catherine has skillfully combined dark magic with the three protection spells. It was supposed to have a backlash on you, Your Highness. How come you’re so relaxed?”

Just then she realized her shield cracked, and the high priestess appeared she was waiting for it to happen, her most powerful spell strikes—the enigma. The enigma spell was like running water that sought the lower grounds. It had a clear aura with it that no one could see. Its effect was very powerful that it could not be blocked or reversed once unleashed by the attacker. However, to the one who wanted to use this spell should neither move nor speak before it was cast. Or else, it would come back to the one who cast it and attack her instead—like a boomerang. The witch priestess did not know what hit her. Her eyes just widened more in surprise and her body melted like wax before it was abs

she sneered, her breath hot on my skin. This was… “Black magic.” The words felt like lead on my tongue, burning through me like acid. “Wow, you’re so smart, Sylphiette.” She remarked snarkily, but it was the cold press of a silver metal that glinted across my vision that had my breath tethering and I froze. “It’s called a distortion spell.” She whispered against my ear. “A forbidden magic that allows the user to break through or even manipulate all sorts of magic.” She explained, letting the words settle over me.

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.

“We don’t have much on us, but I’m sure we could find a way to pay.” Skye shook her head sadly. “This is a spell cast by a dark witch. A powerful one. I don’t have enough power to remove something like this. I’m sorry.” My heart sank. The hopes that I’d started to build up evaporated. “How could this have happened?” I asked no one in particular. “Who would go to all this trouble to block my wolf?” “I would like to know this also,” replied Skye. “It’s a very complex spell, and would not have come easily to the witch that cast it. Therefore, the price for completing it would have been heavy.”

And he could do it. Clasping his bitten hand with his palm, the sorcerer began to speak the words of the spell. He did not understand where the irrepressible anger rose in his chest, resurrecting the necessary slander in his memory. The spell of real estate fell on the walker, fettered her arms and legs, squeezed her throat, making it difficult to growl.

It repelled my hand with a violent jolt of magical electricity that forced me backward, my boots skidding against the marble floor. ​"Argh!" ​I let out a soft cry, clutching my wrist as a searing heat shot up my arm. I stared at my reddened, stinging palm, the phantom smell of ozone burning my nose. ​"A blood lock spell," I hissed, my eyes narrowing at the pulsing red barrier. ​The light from the barrier didn't just shine—it throbbed. It beat in perfect, sickening sync with a slow, heavy heartbeat. ​This wasn't standard castle defense magic fueled by common mana. This was a dark, forbidden seal that could only be broken by a specific bloodline, or by someone who shared a profound spiritual b

Daphne and I combed through spells in her grimoire, looking for anything that might help, but found nothing. "There is something that might work." Daphne rose from her seat, headed back over to the bookshelf. She removed another book, and then started paging through. "Ah-ha!" "What?" I asked, crossing the room to her. But she walked past me and laid the book on the table. "Silver chains can be spelled to prevent the use of magic."