Harry Potter Chimaera Novels & Stories

What his captor was? "Show your face!" There was a pause. "Abima imnis gerona manum." He said trying to perform a magical spell. He heard a low but deep laughter. Nothing happened. My magic!. It's gone. His eyes opened in disarray. The beast's head came into light. It peered into his face. Its lower body was still in the shadows. Rick opened his eyes wider in shock. A chimera?. The chimera makes to open his mouth to spew fire at him.

I commanded. The trio shared a look of fear. “We… we were ordered that no one enters or leaves.” the middle one answered. Fear laced every word as his adam’s apple wobbled as he spoke. “I don’t care. Either move, or I make you move.” I at least was giving them a choice. “I recommend moving. Kitsune is in the mood for blood.” Hachiro suggested. They gulped at the mention of Kitsune and quickly stepped aside.

I dragged myself up and went to see what was going on reluctantly. “Come with me.” She said in an excited voice and led us to the back of the tree where a huge symbol was engraved. A four-petalled flower. Each of the red petals contained a symbol; a dragon, a werewolf, two witches. The only difference between this symbol and the symbol of code red was the Heart of magic in the center. Her eyes lit up as she said, “Isn’t this symbol self-explanatory.” Zarina, Aslan, and Caleb looked at her dumbfounded. To be honest even I didn’t know what we were supposed to do with this symbol.

she told him. ​ Achilles looked grateful as he took the book and started reading through the pages. “Is it worth reading into more about King Xaveris’s dragon and abilities?” Achilles asked Helga. She shook her head, “No, I’ve read every material we have available on King Xaveris, maybe try and concentrate on texts about Dhampir’s with familiars though, we don’t have much research available, they are so few and far between,” Helga sighed. ​

We heard a lot of different stories of travel, but the most concerning was the one that came from the Chilka. A Chilka is a flying Daemonaria, they are often messengers for the various villages and kingdoms through Skiora. Their wings have a similar shape to bats but are actually darkly feathered. That’s okay though because it suits their bird-like eyes that are parted quite a distance away from each other. I tried my best not to stare as he told us he flew over an army of Orcs, all headed for Wanbourne, and probably less than two days behind us. Even though we didn’t specifically ask about it, he also told us that the leader of the Orcs, Cutlass, is out for blood since a section of his army

She moved herself trying to sit while she grabbed the blanket to cover her body. "Andy, I know you deserve to know, but please promise me you'll try to understand." He sat in front of her and hold her hand. "I am not human, I am an Encantado," he started. "Encantado what? What do you mean you're not human? You mean to say I just made love with a monster?" She panicked. "Monster? Andy, I am not a monster! I am way far from being a monster. Yes, I possess power, I live in a magical place not visible to human eyes!

"Of course." I was cut off as he removed the head part of his mascot, Henry hates doing things like this- anything that'll draw attention on him. He is sticking his tongue out... I stated with a smile, "Thank you, Henry." Then he put back the head part of his mascot and went back to the bleachers... then I saw another teddy bear mascot running away at the corner of my eyes... It's a couple pair. I felt my heart tightens as I recognize who that might be... Is it Megumi?

Then. He paused for a moment, then continued, "The first chalice is probably still in their hands. Do you know what the consequences will be?" Chaz came closer to me. "The witches will can't be burned by fire! The first chalice is a fire-proof chalice. If that happens, we won't be able to kill them by burning them." Chaz looked away and turned around. I could see that he was worried. Of course, all the Hunters would panic hearing it.

The best of us must sometimes eat our words. — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead The talk with Hunter still bugged my mind. I tried my best to shove it back on the back of my mind. I had more important matters now such as Villain X and what he might do to us. There was no time to dwell on regrets. What had happened between Hunter and me was not a priority.

The children in the line gasps, and the chest snaps open. In the chest on a velvet pillow lies a sharp sapphire, and the Headmistress announces. "A sapphire. Apt for a telekinetic." The witches gathered burst into a cheer and clap loudly as the little girl grins, clutching the sapphire. "She'll get that in the necklace form before she starts class," Leita states. "Her aspect belongs to the paranormal category like Matron Aldar's does." “This all looks very Harry Potter-esque.” I muse. Ophelia hears this and shoots me a dirty look. “Do not speak the name of that book in my presence, I beg you.”