Harry Potter Flying Keys Novels & Stories

Hopefully, whatever riddle it chose for us, would be something we could answer. Since I knew Luka hadn’t decided on the riddles himself, we were flying blind here. Mentally I crossed my fingers, hoping that it wouldn’t be difficult. Since I was taking the lead on this, I stepped forward to activate the dungeon. “Welcome new challengers. Answer me this riddle and you will be rewarded.” A deep male voice spoke as the Sphinx came forward, with its wings pulled back, tucked against its large body. “I have keys, but no locks, what am I?”

I sensed it. I let Lot out and summoned my trident. I closed my eyes and casted a counter spell on the hairpin and ring. This would cause them to show their real form. The hairpin and ring remolded themselves into… keys. I looked at the two different keys. Each had two different shapes, size and formation. They would open different doors but there was a connection between them. I knew it because I never had any alternative for the hairpin since 547 years before Alexa gave me her ring.

He started coughing uncontrollably. "Copper," I called out as I leaned against the wall, "I don't have time for this shit you are performing, if that girl's situation is worse, yours will be double, I bet you," I said to him as I looked down at me. Immediately he stood up and searched for the keys in his pocket. He tried so many keys before opening Hailey's room, about fifty eight keys were lying on the floor. I walked I to the room and I could perceive the strong smell of silver power which made me cough multiple times before I brought Hailey out of the room.

I drank it all in one swift movement. Jason, I wouldn't beg for your love again. I was going to love myself. So… Why are you the one who ended up regretting it? ... I looked at the crystal vial in my hand. The pale, pink liquid shimmered inside, giving off a scent that was both mesmerizing and dangerous. This was the legendary Love Potion, the forbidden magic of our world of Werewolves. Drink it, and the target would have "love" etched deep into their soul for seven years.

Undeterred, she leaped across the abyss, her determination unwavering. With each successful answer, Lucia grew closer to her destiny. The forest, sensing her resolve, intensified its trials. The fourth riddle, spoken with an air of enigma, hung heavy in the air. "I have keys but no locks. I have space but no room. You can enter, but you can't go outside. What am I?" Lucia closed her eyes, shutting out the distractions around her. In her mind, the answer materialized. "A keyboard," she whispered, her voice infused with certainty.

It was the most we could do. By hour eighteen, we stumbled into a stone chamber where five other girls already stood, Pipa, Serapha, Lyra, Alira, and the Brinwall twins. At the chamber's center floated fifteen iron keys, rotating slowly in midair. Hayden's voice echoed: "Take only one." Pipa lunged for the shiniest key, and screamed as it burned her fingers. "Illusions within illusions," Lyra murmured. "The witches were thorough."

But they are already having rethink to their decision. While they were being kept in a state of dilemma, Princess Diana's friend Loque took the opportunity to poleax one of them in the head. The Flighters looked at one another, then turned, and began to run. Within a few minutes, all of them are gone except Rana. She had reached the door. Searching her dress already for the bunch of keys she took. There were eleven keys in there. She had to slip in all the keys one after the lock till she gets the right key. The key to the door was totally different from the others. It is the biggest of all and also the last key on the left side. Unfortunately, she had difficulties with positioning the keys

she said with a mischievous smile on her face. It didn't take long for me to understand what she meant, and an image of a British actor portraying a fictional character popped into my head. "Oh, you mean, Harry Potter, and yeah, it was Hagrid who was the keeper of the keys," I exclaimed. "Bingo!" "Wait, are you saying that there is someone here named Hagrid?" I asked in disbelief. "Of course not! But there is someone here named Lucy, and she kept all the keys in each room," she said, still oblivious to my excited heart.

Finally we reached his lovely house, it was a beautiful house with wooden walls and roof just like I had in my world such a wolf taste even though there was nothing extraordinary about the house and green plants in front of his house but when he opened the main door of his house a whip of scent came inside my nostrils and I inhaled a deep breath, I could sense a strong scent of werewolves, not just one werewolf but two different werewolves. Lucky me!

asked Lily sweetly. “Nope, I won’t. You can ask anything. I will answer honestly. Just because, it’s you” said Young ho with a wink. “So, you wizards can make someone fly?” asked Lily curiously. “Um. We can but there are no brooms in real world, it’s just magic” said Young Ho hurriedly and Lily laughed. “What about spell books? Do you also have those spell books like shown in Harry Potter?” asked Lily curiously.