Harry Potter Bludger Novels & Stories

I roll my eyes and elbow Bellamy in the ribs. “Sure.” Harry answers, waving around his right hand which is still clutching what I can now see is a shiny glass bottle full of something purple. “Incubi delivery service. Where we always deliver the whole package.” He says with a wink. I groan. “That was terrible Harry.” I complain. “I could try another one. You would be surprised how many lines I can come up with using the word ‘package.’ Harry offers. “Please don’t” Bellamy says dryly.

Charlie had crafted a few amulets before the auction. During that time, blessed by the Cultivating Pill’s powerful spirit energy, Charlie had crafted a new magical instrument for himself. This magical instrument was stronger than the Thunder Order, and it was called the Soul Blade. The Thunder Order would call upon divine lightning and make a huge commotion, but its destructive ability wasn’t exactly great. However, the Soul Blade was different. The Soul Blade wouldn’t cause astronomical changes, and it was practically unnoticeable. Not only that, but the Soul Blade was much more powerful compared to the Thunder Order.

With that thought in mind, Christian lifted the flower pot with all his strength and threw it at Harry and Kyle. With his ability, Harry could completely dodge that flower pot. But with Kyle sitting there atheist right now, if Harry didn't do anything, he would definitely be injured by that flower pot. Time to think was too short, so Harry grabbed Kyle and turned around. The porcelain flower pot weighed up to a hundred pounds, which hit him hard and then shattered.

With a slight loosening of his grip, the cup fell to the ground, shattering into pieces, and the brown liquid spilled all over the floor. Tina was taken aback, and Harry, seeing the opportunity, swiftly pulled out the concealed dagger from his pocket. "Asher, if that's the case, don't blame me for not being polite!" he exclaimed. With the dagger in hand, Harry charged at Asher, yelling at Tina to act quickly. Tina also took out the stun gun she had prepared earlier. The store clerk had assured her that it was highly effective. However, before Tina could make a move, Asher kicked Harry forcefully, sending him flying. Harry crashed into the wall before falling to the ground, crying out in pain

Director Bones filled him in on what she knew of their identity. "The black haired one is Larry Potter, the ginger haired one is Ronald Weasley and the girl is called Hermione Granger." Erik nodded while he watched Ms. Granger opens the door with an unlocking charm. As the door opened, the trio entered the room and Mr. Potter took a wooden flute and started to play some very poor notes with it. Then he heard the growling and entered the room after the trio and saw what was growling. A cerberus. A genuine three headed effing cerberus! As the three headed infernal dog raised its heads, Erik made a gesture of raising his hand in the universal sign 'stop', and the memory froze. Director Bones an

Harry struggled to stand, his face twisted in fury as he shouted, "How dare you! Do you have a death wish?" He was a leader, after all, and being assaulted by a mere parent was beyond humiliating. "Mr. Murray, help me!" Barbara cried out, her mouth bleeding from the merciless slaps. "Stop right now! Are you out of your mind?" Harry yelled, charging toward Matthias. However, Matthias delivered another powerful kick before Harry could reach him. That impact immediately shattered Harry's teeth!

"You don't look so surprised at what I said." John shrugged and stood, moving closer to me. "I knew there were places like this, I just never thought I'd actually get to see one. Oh, man. Looks like the poor bird took the brunt of the spell." "He's not just 'a bird'," I snapped, gathering Poe into the corner of my left arm, using my hoodie as cushion. I took another deep breath and tried to focus on one thing at a time. "That spell, what was it?" "A basic blast spell, I think. Fire magic really isn't my thing."

“He’s really asking for it. What trashy young patriarch of the Clarke family is he? I think he’s just an arrogant brat!” At the same time, Harry’s expression changed with a flash of anger. He slammed out a palm like a tiger’s claw that carried the pressure of a rabid wolf and biting killing intent. He struck it at Philip’s chest! “Go to hell!” Harry shouted angrily! This attack was enough to destroy 10,000 pounds of boulders! However, Philip calmly watched as Harry’s forceful strike came toward him. He raised his hand at the same time and smacked out.

I roared as wolves rushed to surround us in the gritty foyer, their eyes appearing black and shiny in the halo of the light from their fire-sticks. The guards forced Hagrid to kneel behind me before Klein Markov jogged up with Roderigo to hand me my sword. The thick shiny blade would have been impossible for any other wolf to hold up, but I held it easily, feeling the dark power of it trace up my fingers and arm. “Please! I've told you everything I know! Alright? Big boss doesn't let us mutts know much about the work!” He screeched, forcing a burst of red to shoot out of his skewered nose and trail over his swollen lips.

cried one of the sorcerers as he pointed his spiked tendril whip at Draco. Draco caught it empty-handed. The thorns in the whip pierced the skin of Draco's hands until they bled. Draco didn't care. He froze the whip stiff and filled with icicles, then with one pressure, Draco crushed the icicles to pieces. Edmund fired a fire that burned the whip tendrils of the other Sorcerers. The whole sorcerer became frightened and scurried off with a pale face. Radcliff watched the scene with his hips back and sighed.