Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Fanfiction Sentient Magic

" I remind myself why I came here in the first place. I didn't replace Alice because I intended to sacrifice myself and take her place. My magic has progressed quickly, even though I haven't been practicing. I close my eyes and allow magic to connect both of us, and when we connect, I see in his mind the person he intends to see. The person he wishes to see. And I become that person with minimal effort. As an extra touch, I convince him to ignore all that feels odd to him. This little encounter will slip from his mind completely and he will have no knowledge of it. It only lasts a few seconds.

I asked, smacking off her hands from my feet. " Because I'm justice and you are prejudiced. You can not get your filthy hands on me , Scarlett," I added. Her face lost an ounce of emotion and she just looked at me blankly. As if she was able to see her end in my eyes. That's right, I used my hallucination magic to create fake scenarios for Scarlett to believe. The fact that I have inherited my mother's Elf's blood, her magic was passed on me. It was just I wasn't aware of it...

"I… I had headaches during that year. Every time I was around Professor Quirrell, I felt like a nail was burning and trying to bury itself into my head." Larry Potter made a little pause, and continued. "And it was always in the same region, in my scar." He finished saying. Professor McGonagall was looking at him like a doting grandmother that wanted to hug his grandson, but she was holding back. "Yes, your scar. One of my wives, Joan, the black haired lady with armor, due to the inclinations of her magic and blessings, is very sensitive to corrupted and dark forms of energy. And she told me that she had sensed a student with a piece of corrupted magic centered around his head that was tryin

“What is it?” Violet set her gaze back to me, cupping my face in her hands. “You’re so beautiful.” Then she kissed me like she had been missing me for years. I couldn’t help but laugh into the kiss. “What?” “Her magic was repressed by her mother who cast a spell on her when she was a child to protect her from the wrong people finding out about her illegal magic,” the High Priestess explained. “Through the altrosis, I was able to fully undo the spell, allowing the full strength of Violet’s magic to flow through her. In the same way that those in Henosis can sense more than those outside the magical border, such as being able to smell when someone is pregnant, a person’s senses are intensified

I was the changeling, I thought, dazed, as his words began to make sense. A siren changeling. My voice had magic. A different sort of magic to the sharp, bitter metallic tang of the mages. I possessed the sort of magic that lured ogres to sleep when lullabies were sung, and mages to spill their seed when I cried out in pleasure.

I tried to teleport but to no avail. "Don't waste your energy and try to escape with your magic. Don't you know that the dorms of high-ranking students like me and the other royalties has magic nullification spell so we can't use any sort of magic inside of our dorms? Though you don't have one in your dorm yet because you're a transferee that's why you don't have any idea about it. The higher your ranking is the stronger the spell is. It's to prevent us from creating havoc inside the dormitory building." He explained with a smug face. I was suddenly terrified when I realized what he wanted to do to me. "Ash, don't tell me you're going to do what I'm thinking right now," I said with disbelief

Every page of The Eye of Abernathy flipped through my mind, each spell searing itself on my bones. With each spell, the power within me grew until I felt ten feet tall and covered in magical armor. Sera gasped and covered her mouth. "You're glowing." I closed my eyes, holding back a scream. The burning consumed me until I thought I would explode. Then it was gone. A ragged breath left me as my eyes opened and I saw smoke. I studied my fingers. They looked the same, but I felt wholly different. And I knew what I needed to do to stop Lawson and save Heather.

Errant began to protest, but she was already reaching out, her hands hovering over each of their chests. Finally, she stepped back, shaking her head. "Errant, the scars from the blood magic ritual are emanating a form of fire magic I've never felt before. They seem to be connected. I don't believe I would feel that connection if the demon was in control.” Errant shook his head. “A bound sorceress could not have done what we just witnessed, Helia.”

“Do you think, once she arrives, you will be able to help her learn to read?” St. Nicholas’s eyebrows raised in curiosity for a moment before he answered. “You know, Corey, sometimes our biggest weaknesses are tied to our largest strengths. I could potentially use my magic to change Serendipity, to make her able to read, but at what cost? I could alter the very fiber of her being--turn her into someone else. And that’s not a risk I’m willing to take. No, if Serendipity learns to read, it will be through some other means, not through magic, not mine anyway.”

It’s kind of confusing… after all merging two personalities into one… isn’t this a schizophrenia? I understand more now why the merging started only now… after all Satiana’s awakened magic is a psychic one. A magic that acts on the astral and plan! The magic that toys with mind and influence them! A magic that appears only in legend! That magic is called Hersey magic! Perfect magic for a villainess, but more importantly, it’s perfectly compatible with my magic! As the Harold of the abyss I got powers, you can consider me as a type of a sorceress with a big skill tree and an additional rare skill called [Abyss Magic].