Harry Potter Characters Patronus Novels & Stories

Elinor became their guide, ensuring they navigated the forest safely and imparting wisdom about nature and life. Then, they encountered Garret, a noble-hearted knight with a gleaming sword. Garret faithfully protected Alex and their companions from physical threats, and he also served as a wise mentor, teaching them the true meaning of bravery and loyalty. Meanwhile, on their way to Elfia, they met Luna, a young and talented wizard, who was shy but incredibly gifted in magic. Luna quickly became an inseparable part of the group, using her astounding magical powers to assist them through challenging situations with her wisdom.

"For you to go to my territory. "You are not a monster" I said because I felt it... I have the ability to know if a creature is a monster based on their energy. It only failed with that girl because I couldn't feel any energy coming from her. "That's true because I'm a Mage— a sorcerer," the old man replied, who was pulled back by my soldiers. Because people are more afraid of witches. The mage has the power like a god... but has the heart of a demon. I immediately pointed the blade of my weapon at the old mage "Then it's not our god you worship..." I shouted then quickly attacked but someone blocked my sword... the girl with orange eyes, like a lightning flaming weapon suddenly appeared in

Max’s POV I had one hell of a day. I was sore, but nothing that the sweet Minerva Jones cannot fix. She whipped me up something from her little portable drawer like bag of potions and dropped a few of it’s yellow content in my tea. She reminded me of professor Snape from my favorite sequel, Harry Potter. The only difference was, miss Minerva was a happy soul. Snape was grumpy.

Their hands were placed on their chest, still thinking back to how Alex violently killed everyone. The final skill that he performed, the furnace of forbidden spells, was mind-boggling. None of them had ever heard of this power. They were simply confused with the entire situation. In the end, they all turned to look at Hermione. “Is he really your master’s husband? As in that goddess’ husband?” “Who is he then? Is he really some superhuman from ancient times?” Hermione waved both her hands. “Don’t ask me. I can’t tell you anything. I can only say that the sect master’s daughter of the Sun Shrine gave Sir ten billion spiritual stones.”

“Sure, handsome. Provided that you are willing to be the payment. But I’m being generous tonight. There’s another way to save Mr. Cohen Kingsley from Death Kiss without taking someone else’s life.” “We didn’t mention his name,” Amanda said. “Honey, do you think I’ve lived for nearly eight hundred years to have my eyes and ears shut?” “What’s the price?” “Her,” the club owner said, pointing to Patricia. “She’s a blood sorceress and a useless one at that. She joins my coven and I’ll lift the spell.”

The more you care, the more you have to loose. ~Harry Potter, Order of Phoenix •• Noor wasn't sure if she wanted to be annoyed, angry, happy or disappointed. The flirty playful guy she had met twice on accident was actually the Mr. Umar Lukuwa she was supposed to meet.

Mr cutter held out his hand for me. 'You too Mr cutter." I smile before taking his hand in an handshake. "Now if you will please lend me your date." Selena says to Xavier before dragging me to a group of guys. Three to be exact. "Guys this is Pari." She points at me. "And Pari this is jack and Zack." She gestures to an identical twin, one blond and the other dark haired. "And this is Bentley." She points to the last guy, for a moment I thought he is Xavier, he has the same eye, hair and body shape but he's features are gentle, unlike Xavier's.

Well, little did they know that there were going to be four more peculiar vampires too. Patricia learnt about her powers when she turned three. It was a scorching sunny day and they wanted to go out hunting. But Hector feared that the heat could harm the girls, so he ordered the guards to keep Melissa and Patricia in the tent while he went hunting. Patricia was little, and didn't agree with her father. So she looked at the sky, and wished for the clouds to cover the sun. And to everyone's surprise, her wish came true.

She pushed Phoenix backward. As Phoenix fell into a portal that suddenly appeared behind her she looked at Patry and said. “Patry, tell me the truth, who are you?” Patry smiled sadly. “The last pale Drakai.”

Then, he turns to the women, all of whom beam at him, fluttering their eyelashes as he presents the basket full of eggs and the mead he brews himself. All but the old witch, who is currently still bent over the bowl, her face twisted in concentration. Patton glances at me over the witches encircling him, giving me a sharp nod, then tilts his head toward the door in a silent question. We’ve never been able to mind-link. Not while wearing silver.