Harry Potter Fanfiction Harry Uses Parselmagic Novels & Stories

My mother called me one Saturday evening to her room, "we shall be paying a visit to somewhere in the city." She told me. That sunday about 3 p.m. we entered a public transport mode and straight away to the Crimson park. She bought two pairs of snacks, one for me and the other for her, as we look the snacks, we loiter around the pack and talk, "Paloma," my mother called me, "you must be careful with the boys that come around you. Be careful not to look into the eyes of any boy, you could be hypnotized by a love potion they have applied on their eyes, be careful not drink any drink offered to you by any one, you could be a victim of the love potions." "Mummy, how does this work, I mean? Does

Derek asked with a subtle frown on his lips as he looked at Ginny who smiled at him gently. She reached out her hand and then picked up the paper weight on the table before placing it in the palm of her hand. She then said with a small smile, “ Imagination.” With that Ginny drew an array causing the paper weight to transfigure into a rabbit as it hopped down from her hands and then started to jump around the entire room. This was the first time Derek had seen someone performing a magic spell in front of him. His eyes widened as he watched the rabbit that was created from a paperweight. He never thought that something like this was possible nor did he know that magic could be interesting.

His speed was commendable, so fast but I was faster. Before he could reach me, I sent my hands out, exerting the little magic I had left with me. The bones in his legs crippled, breaking into halves as it tore through his flesh at the movement of my hands. A loud agonizing scream of pain vibrated from him. I infested his brain, inflicting unearthly pain on him. He grabbed his head, as if trying to subdue every stroking pain. In an instant, his hands grabbed his eyes as the effect of my magic gathered in his eyes. In a flash, there was a deep hole inside of his sockets. His glaring orbs fell to the floor. I whispered in his ears. "I promised you didn't I? Rot in hell you piece of shit" I pull

what was happening! Coraline twitched her tongue as she stared at Hazel... she walked over and stood in front of Hazel, who was trying her best to move, but her entire body felt like it had been petrified... "You remind me so much of myself.. that was why I couldn't sit back when you were captured... it made me sad to know that you failed when you were so close to getting what you wanted... sad, isn't it? " Coraline said, and her hand travelled to Hazel's face.... Hazel's eyes were wide as she continued with her struggles of trying to free herself from the forbidden magic coraline had used on her. but she couldn't, and no matter how much she tried, nothing worked, and it was all useless... s

I had work to finish. Adam didn’t care how he looked as he carried me. Didn’t care who watched or what conclusions they drew. I could feel the unbotheredness through our shared bond. He thought he was shielding me from the world… I wanted to laugh. The irony of it all sat deliciously on my tongue. As we moved, I summoned a thin wisp of magic, subtle enough not to ripple the bond. Smoke curled from my fingers, shaping itself into a small apparition—a parrot, shimmering faintly, clever eyes glinting with intent.

Elex inquired, raising one of his brows. "She wasn't the only one who wanted to murder me. Back at Symar, there was another man who said something about being sent by someone to boost the Horc's power." Amaria elaborated. "Do you remember anything about this man?" Teresa inquired, and Amaria shrugged. "For example, what kind of magic did he use?" Teresa inquired again. Amaria replied, "He used illusion magic, Daemon magic enhancement spell, and paralysis spell." "Illusion magic and Daemon magic enhancement spell are both dark arts, and the paralysis spell could just be a bonus spell he picked up," Teresa explained.

But that would only happen for a normal human. I pulled out a strand of my hair and then my eyes gleamed Scarlett red. I chanted a spell as I held on to the hair and it suddenly turned to a small bird. I let the bird fly out through the window, controlling it till it landed somewhere in the forest. It was a simple teleportation spell. One I never learnt or remembered acquiring in the first place. All I knew was, the spell was always in me and now again, it was going to be handy for me. My eyes gleamed red again as I chanted the finishing spell. I closed my eyes and as I opened them, the moonlight's gaze was what welcomed me first and the gentle breeze that came with it. It was mainly dark bu

Sunshine screams as the mixture flying through the air strikes her down. I step inside the protection ring. I reach out to make an opening and pull her onto our side to protect her, but before I can pull Sunshine into my magic protection, one of the minions grabs Sunshine. He hits Sunshine one time with the salty-smelling potion, and it penetrates her body.

I ordered her while I turned my eyes to the hairs before me and examined them closely. “Here, ma'am” she placed the basket beside me on the table and Immediately reached for it and started to bring out some potions. “Get on your knees and massage my feet while I work” I dropped my feet from the table and she quickly got on her knees and began to knead them gently. I pulled out a drawer from underneath my table and retrieved by spell book to find a potent control spell that would allow me make Cora my helpless little puppet whenever she was near. “Aha! Perfect” I ran my fingers over the page where I’d found the perfect spell and turned attention to my potions.

Harold releases her. "Hahahaha. What shitty luck is this? First your daughter, now you." She scoffs and Continues with scorn and mockery. "Do your worst grandpa dearest. After all this is not the first time I have gone through this." Harold is visibly enraged and unleashes the paralysis spell. I rush in to dispel it but a fraction of it hit her. She howls in pain and passes out. I am beside myself with anger. I take out my staff and strike the Wizard. He stumbles, raises his wand then disappears.