Harry Potter Crystals Novels & Stories

He shifted his weight, his Lycan claws slowly extending from his fingertips, scraping against the iron counter with a horrific screech. The Hag swallowed hard, her magical glow instantly dying. "The crystal is locked," she spat bitterly. "It’s encrypted with an archaic blood-seal. I've had it for ten years and haven't been able to crack the first layer. Even if you buy it, it’s useless to you." "We aren't buying it," I said smoothly. I didn't ask for permission. I stepped forward and pressed my bare hand flat against the glass dome covering the crystal. Output capacity: 12%. Initiating data extraction.

She squinted as she made her way down the long corridor, illuminated only by small torches on the walls. The first room she encountered was filled with work tables and old shelves. Broken glass tubes were scattered everywhere. A strange liquid seeped from leaking vessels. Some tables still held items that had not yet been tidied away. Pulsating organ fragments, leather pouches filled with dark liquid that seemed alive, and purple crystals that flickered slowly. "What is all this...?" she whispered. “The black wizards… they’re truly mad.” Small glowing objects caught her attention. With curiosity filling her heart, her hand reached out to touch one of the small crystals.

Draco replied, trembling with hatred. Astrid swallowed hard at this. It looked like she said something wrong, and it stirred Draco's bad memories. "Then is the power of Albus' white crystal purifying and healing?" asked Astrid, trying to praise him. "Yes, you are right," Draco replied. “Then why don't you take it with you and use it during the trip? I see you're not feeling well?" asked Astrid.

Smiling, he opened it to reveal three crystals, each a different color. Annalise and I both gasped as memories rushed back, unbidden and vivid. Our mother had given us each a crystal, saying that each of us had a unique gift, something special that set us apart. Annalise took the blue one, Noel took the black, and I reached for the red. As soon as our hands closed around them, the crystals glowed, releasing beams of light that converged on the base of the fireplace before dissolving into dust. Annalise stepped forward, using her powers to move the blocks from the fireplace. She knelt down, placing her hands on the ground, her eyes closing as she began to whisper a spell. The earth trembled,

The Moonstone pack once had werewolves so powerful that they could harness power from crystals to heal others. Clear quartz, once an easy-to-come-by crystal, was now as rare as painite. Yet, those who do have it wear it as a symbol of the past; no one has had the power to harness healing magic, which is why most werewolves rely on witches’ magic instead. I told Rey about the crystal, how every time I saw it, it made me feel like I was close to my mother again. “It took not as much convincing as I thought it would with your father for him to entrust me with it. I had it encased in a silver barrier and put on a chain, so you can have it with you at all times.”

Today, he was about to buy another one for her. The shop assistant explained with a smile, "This is made of colored glaze, but it is actually a natural crystal. The material of this hairpin is rare and very precious." The glass was also crystal. Rare crystal was a gem. Simon looked at the price, picked up the hairpin, and threw it to Gladyce's hair. "Take it with you." "Hehe." Gladyce's hair stood on end. "Yes." The shop assistant was delighted. "Thank you, Sir. Thank you, Miss."

Was she trying to tap into the power of the crystal or was she trying to do something else? Luca exhaled, explaining carefully. “The Crystal is an ancient stone, created by elders and powered with forbidden magic. It gives unimaginable strength to whoever holds or owns it. Too good to be true but it is and it can break curses or create them and do some pretty deadly things.” I was confused and who could blame me when I spent years being lied to and abused by my father. Arya spoke behind me. “It also creates a hunger for power. That hunger destroys you if you’re not careful. It destroys anyone who goes crazy for its power. That’s why the woman in your dream warned you.”

Finding my way to Crestbane main library, I make a calculated sneak-in into one of their closed-off rooms, which is hiding several rare spell ingredients that can only be assessed by members of the university council If I had told any of the princes that I needed access to this room, I have no doubt they would have made it possible for me to access it without breaking a sweat. But I can't tell them shit. Asad will have millions of questions. Besides, I'm a Proselyte. What in the gods name will I be doing with such a magnitude of spell ingredients? When I see about a dozen or more starlight crystals, I almost shed a tear of gratitude to Deskar, even though I'm not a fan of him and his cohorts

Blake asked while whipping out a printed map from his pocket and spreading it out in front of Hyacinth, “show me where it is on this map and we’ll take a helicopter there this second.” “Relax, it’s not a place I can pinpoint on a map because it’s hidden from human eyes and not included on a common geography map,” she pushed the map back to him. She raised the object in her hand,“This glass shard is from a special wand made from amethyst crystals that transport you to unknown realms to witness or recreate powerful moments from thousands of years back. And my guess is that they returned to the first blood moon altar so that the results of their barbaric ritual would be more potent.”

Elizabeth growled. "Are you ok?" I asked, my hands on her chest when I realized I was still sitting on her. "I think so. What did you do?" She asked me, awkwardly looking over my body. I gave her a small smile and stood, helping her up too. "Many believe these blood crystals attract the darkness; if you wear them, it will keep it from harming you." Elizabeth looked down at her neck, her fingers turning the red crystal in the little light that shone through the trees. "I heard about these but never knew they actually worked. Most of the ridiculous stuff that shop sells is fake."