Harry Potter Fanfiction Gringotts Blood Test Novels & Stories

Sally's POV He sighed. "For us, this is like the pH indicator in chemistry, to test whether a liquid is acidic or alkaline. Instead, the blue thing you call is to test the blood to see if it is poisonous or pure." He stopped for a moment. "What happened just now shows that your blood was poisoned. It seems that you have digested quite a few potions made by a witch." My eyes narrowed quizzically, I couldn't decipher whether he was just messing with me again or if he was just stupid that way.

answered Harry to the girl. "Daddy, you have an appointment for doctor Chris to examine you today." Said the dark brown hair figure with the golden shirt, still from the outside of the door. "Oh, yes. Daddy forgot..." Mr. Harry then stood up, "I forgot, I have an examination for control today!" explained Harry to his guest. ### They are walking outside the campus. "It is so weird..what we've done...looking for girls to marry inside the campus. So weird." Said Remus.

Did you really think a simple hug and a tearful apology could erase the blood-pact? That ancient magic is etched into the very foundation of this archive. It is bound to your life force. Every breath you take, every spell you cast, is monitored by the seals of this hall. If you attempt to defy me—or if my mastermages choose to twist the runes—that blood-pact will turn inward and crush your heart into dust." ​Laura’s breath hitched for a fraction of a second, but she refused to cower. She stepped forward, her dual-toned eyes flaring with defiant brilliance. "The only dust in this room will be yours, Cassian. We are done running from your chains."

I glared at him, before turning to the doctor and waiting for her response. “There is a foreign substance in your blood,” she noted. “What is it?” I asked, alarmed at the thoughts of what could be in my blood. “It took us a few days to identify it. It seems that a spell was woven in with the wolfsbane,” she summarized. “What kind of spell?” I asked quietly.

The wolves at the edge of the forest vanished as quickly as they'd come, melting into the shadows like mist at dawn. But their words lingered in the cold air, settling into my chest like something that would never leave. *The half-blood has passed the first test. Now let's see if she can pass the second.*

“Don’t worry though. I might not be able to see anything right now, but that doesn’t mean I won’t be able to later.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” “It means I’ll do a deeper dive. But to do that, I’ll be needing my spell book. Some symbols. And a pinch of your blood.” “That’s not a problem.” I smile at her. “Thanks Ginny.” She merely shrugs. “You’ve been more than nice to me. It’s the least I can do.” “I’m grateful regardless. Truly. Your friendship and assistance have been valuable to me.”

Win win! "—not so simple," the sorcerer was saying. "The girl's blood has properties I've never encountered. The sample we obtained is insufficient." "You promised results," the strange woman hissed. "My patience is growing thin." "I need more time," she replied. "What you're asking for is not as easy as you think it is." Another person spoke, male, deeper voice. "Then we take the girl and drain her completely." My blood froze. Nora. It had to be.

Harry crosses his arms and clears his throat. “Excuse me?” He demands. Cam looks at him innocently. “What?” she asks sweetly. “Have you been experimenting with untested potions on me?” He asks. I can’t tell if he’s mad or not, his tone gives nothing away. Cam just smirks. “Nah, I test them out on the other Incubus who follows me around. No big deal.” She says casually. I notice Harry tense up. Interesting. As an Incubus he’s not usually prone to jealousy. This should be interesting.

I asked, raising my eyebrows with concern. "Your blood, it's different." He gazed at my wound as if he had found something magical. "What do you mean different?" I asked with a hint of offense. "Your platelets are extraordinary, and the richness of it, it's amazing. Gwen, your blood is intoxicating, and I realized…that’s why the blood oath didn't take. The purity of your blood rejected the spell." He continued examining my wound, pressing softly against my skin. "How do you know that?" I asked.

"You're lying." "Am I?" Lyra challenged while pulling something from her pocket. A small vial that she held up for everyone to see. "This is a paternity potion. One drop of the father's blood mixed with one drop of mine will turn gold if he's the father or stay clear if he's not. Want to test it right here in front of everyone?”