Romans & histoires Harry Potter Crying Plants

Sarracenia Purpurea, the world's second strongest plant magic a human is capable of using. It is a pot plant that would devour everything that falls inside its mouth, usually this magic was meant to be placed as a trap. It should simply be sitting quietly on the ground awaiting the enemy to walk past it. But due to the massive power and mana Fenrir had, Odagaia pulled it from the ground and raised it so that Fenrir's attack could not reach anyone. But no one was calm despite Fenrir being sealed inside the plant, as Odagaia could not be found. From the appearance of the plant and all the following days everyone from the forest had been looking for their mother.

Well I guessed I would never know The tears just wouldn't stop, I thought after awhile my eyes would be dry again but that didn't happen. All the creatures who died for love must be thinking from above that what a perfectly unfortunate girl I was, I had everything; power, strength and reputation but I could never have the most beautiful and uncomplicated thing from the world that was 'love'.

"Because I could get past the plants." Kieran immediately knew what Tara meant. The plants were enchanted. Anyone who will go past it will be swallowed and never coming back to the living. Tara stepped aside so Kieran could move past her. He stood right in front of the plants and held up his staff before bringing it down to the ground. Dark green vines shoot from the ground and strangled the lighter green predators. Chloe whistled. "That's one nice control of the earth there." Tara and Kieran's sweat dropped. They could never get used to hearing Chloe saying this, having Dana Rein inside of body or not.

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.

he said excitedly to the others. The one with black hair closed his eyes, covering the irises that were the same color as the night sky. “She’s here,” he said in a whisper. He turned to the other three, a grin on his face, and continued, “The Moonflower.”

The girl who was recognized by The Unknown. Shadow. He blinked his blurry eyes, trying to clear his vision to no avail. The pain soared inside him, making his intestine melt and an agony scream escaped his cracked lips. Shadow was looking at him in fascination. Her straight finger tapped his sweaty neck. “Look, Albert. I don’t know if these poisonous plants can kill a dragon. It doesn’t make sense. We’d discovered a rather interesting fact, don’t you think?” “Don’t you think we should help him out?” Albert was weirded out.

Seer Soraya closed her eyes and clasp her hands, ‘Oh sacred tree Gaearandys, share with me once again the blessing you have showered,’ she chanted on her mind. When she opened her eyes, the huge plant was in ashes and she could see Antonella. Lucianna already disintegrated the obstacle and in that moment of surprise for the opponent, William lunged forward, “Now!” Soraya opened her palm wide and grabbed Antonella’s hand and just before she sprouted a poisonous flower Soraya let go. William ran back to Lucianna and the headmaster with a giant tree flailing behind them, a monster tree that looks like an omnivore.

He continued to follow in Ardina's footsteps. His eyes widened. Ahead there, a terrifying sight appeared in his eyes. Greenish liquid splattered everywhere. On the leaves, on the branches of trees, and also on the ground. The flesh-eating plants were engrossed in chewing the pieces of the giant Goblin's body. It turned out that the giant Goblin lost the fight with the cold-blooded carnivorous plants.

The memory of the haunting remained in their minds, but they had overcome it, and it was just another chapter in their ongoing battle against the forces of darkness. One day, as Logan was walking through the forest, he came across a strange-looking plant. It had long, spiky leaves and a deep purple flower that seemed to glow in the sunlight. He picked it up and examined it closely, wondering what it was. Suddenly, he heard a faint whispering sound, and the plant started to emit a strange aura.

Tears cleared tracks through the smears of soot on his face. Harry cradled a human child, rocking back and forth as he wept, unashamed of the great sobs that shook through him, and seeming unaware that the wound on his wrist was still bleeding. The blood on the child’s mouth showed that Harry had been trying to heal him when he had died.