Harry Potter Crystals Novels & Stories

I just don’t know why my parents forbid me from using it but it appears to me that it will just cause me danger so I have no reasons in using so. “Happy Birthday Crystal!” A familiar voice coming from behind me really surprised me. The voice came from Kirk Robinson, my friend at Pyronia Island where we once lived. “Thanks for coming! Who are you with? I thought you’ll not be able to come but you did! You really are amazing.” Kirk gave me a slight hug before handing me his present. He is a Spirit wizard that’s why he knows how to create potions, he can also heal wounds.

“My king, I heard you requested me.” I nod, “Is there anything you wish to tell me?” Peter looks puzzled, “I don’t believe so, your majesty.” I turn towards the lighting crystals, “Did you know they change colors?” Peter shakes his head. I nod, “They do. You see, the sorceress that enchanted the dragon stone, also enchanted the crystals.” “That is very interesting, your Majesty.” I smile, “They communicate when things are off. They get brighter or dim depending on their mood. But what I find most helpful is when the flash red. It tells me that someone near did something unthinkable, like kill a baby or change time.”

Wouldn't all fingers point to Jaron? The atmosphere was tense. Dave narrowed his eyes at Mira's calm display. He suddenly was struck by an indescribable sense of crisis. Dave's intuition was right. Mira took out something from her pocket. It was a thin purse, containing a lot of black crystal inside. His eyes widened when Mira scooped a fistful of black crystals. He took a step back, disbelief painted across his face. Black crystals were things damaging to souls, so their existence was rare. Even if there was some, they'd immediately destroyed. Those who came to possess these abominable things were usually black magicians as they were experts at forbidden spells.

Aurel's footsteps drew closer, his analytical hunger warring with something that looked almost like belonging. The first shop sold enchanted fabrics that shifted color with the wearer's mood, that adjusted temperature to the weather, that repaired themselves when torn. Dahlia bought seven lengths, her fingers trembling as she pressed her crystal payment chip against the reader, her eyes glowing with a joy that looked almost foreign on her carefully constructed face. "The next," she announced, already pulling me toward a display of memory crystals that pulsed with internal light. "And the next. And the next."

The Frostfang blade still lay where I had found it, half-buried in moss near the old watchtower. But now a second object rested beside it, a stone disk etched with a sigil older than either of their clans. The moment my fingers brushed it, it hummed with a heat that traveled through my veins, settling behind his ribs like a pulse out of time. I didn’t know what it was. Only had a feeling that Kaela would. She met me in the shrine again, summoned by the tug of the bond and the scent of my magic on the wind. When she came through the clearing my eyes locked onto her immediately. I walked towards her with the disk in my hand. “What is this?” said asked.

This crystal seemed crucial to its survival and its connection to the cave. It was a large, pulsating gem with a vibrant color—perhaps a deep orange or yellow, like the sun. It glowed with the same eerie light as Stalagtor’s eyes and was clearly integral to its life force. I extended my hand, trying to touch the crystal when I heard its roar again. I jumped back as another round of explosions sounded. Clutching at my chest, I felt an intense throbbing. A bright light illuminated the cavern, making me blink furiously. My eyes watered from the glare, and I shut them again.

she said, taking my silence as confirmation. It annoyed me how hellbent she was to make Vampires appear monstrous. “Mom…” Ruby asked staring at her mother. “Where did you get your necklace?” It was a random question that caught me by surprise, but when I saw it, I gasped. Her necklace had a slight glow to it, but that wasn’t what shocked me. It was a purple crystal. Could this be one of the elemental crystals? And if so, why did Ruby look concerned? Had she seen it before?

We follow behind. A hidden cave lies behind the water, with shimmering crystals all around the entrance. She manages to stay completely dry, while Gabe and I’s coats are both soaked. There were no windows in here, the only source of light were glowing crystals placed around the cave. She leads us to the end of the cave, before pulling on a purple crystal. The ground starts to shake as the cave opens up more, revealing rows and rows of bookshelves. How will she ever find the spell she needs in this abundance of books?

"It's a teleportation crystal. Think of it as a gift from me. If you want to see me, you can use the crystal by imagining me and then say 'take me to him' words." Aathreya explained that the teleportation crystal was connected to other teleportation crystals. People who had crystals could go to meet people who were fellow crystal users in various places. The man also said that the crystal was a magic item that not everyone could possess. Magic items like that were usually owned by the royal family.

“Leave? Are you freaking kidding me? You could never simply just leave Rowena. You are like a hound that could never stop chasing after more power. You are incapable of leaving Rowena. Mother died ensuring these stones never get into your hands. So if you want your precious stone, sweet auntie, you'll have to get it right after I'm dead,” An evil smile appeared on her lips. “You didn't let me finish. Give me the stone and contrary to what you might think, I'll leave or risk dying here with no one to save your precious perfect world and everyone you love in it while this darkness and the world goes up in flames,” With a glint of pure evil, her hand reached inside her cloak and she fished out