Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Fullmetal Alchemist

His movements were too slow. Al reached into his backpack to retrieve tools that could help him unpack the magic padlock. His hand accidentally touched the healing water that Draco had shared. Suddenly Al remembered that apart from healing, the white dragon had the power to purify something that had elements of the power of darkness. Could this healing water be able to purify the padlock in front of him? Al grabbed the bottle, opened the lid, then poured the healing water over the surface of the padlock.

Jeremiah screamed, he tried to trace down the sorcerer through the window, but it was too dark to see anything. Jeremiah then decided to check Harold’s condition, ‘It was too late, he’s already dead.’ Black smokes were fuming up from the cadaver. ‘Amy could you check the mana in his body…’ Armadale showed up, “of course master,” it said and came closer to Harold’s rigid body. The black smoke was absorbed by it’s mouth, then the book opened by itself. On page three, a new magic diagram was formed and both the shape and name were similar to the one on the second page.

He frowned, realizing that he was slowly being surrounded by the malicious spirits. Just as Harry found himself cornered, Kim rushed onto the battlefield, a massive cloth sack slung over his shoulder and a handful of magical potions that Maria had prepared earlier gripped tightly in his hands. His eyes swept the battlefield, and seeing Harry being relentlessly pushed back by the vengeful spirits, he wasted no time. He pulled out several vials of potion and hurled them toward the surrounding spirits without hesitation. He actions were erratic, almost reckless, as he tossed the bottles seemingly at random. But fate was on his side—several vials struck the shadowy apparitions, and in an instant

Maddox asks. Looking at him “ The witch “ Back to Harley “ She won't stop talking and I'm not making sense of anything she saying” I told them what she was saying and they were looking at me like I had grown a second head Until Maddox snaps his fingers “ The Alpha did say that she was looking for a warlock, could that be him.” How could I forget about that “You're right but the picture we have of him is all wrong” I remind them. “ Yeah but with all this magic going around, who knows, what could be right or wrong” Harley says.

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.

He punched the opening to make it wider and pulled out more witches and wizards in red cloaks, tearing them apart in pure fury. "Christ. Jesus! Thank you, Jesus!" Alora mumbled. Still holding the dead woman as a shield to her and Alora, Saraya wrapped her fingers around the hilt of the torch. And in that instant, I saw her eyes flash white and she let out a loud pain-filled cry. She dropped both the dead body and the torch. I leapt to catch the torch before it landed on the floor. "Evanore!" I yelled. She appeared by my side and reach to hold the hilt at the same time, murmuring incarnation in an old tongue, she sent it into a void.

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He frowned, a look of pity crossing his face, "don't get attached" Alastair's head snapped towards the small green man and his eyes widened in realisation. He laughed at him. "Don't be silly Agathus, when do I ever get attached", he scoffed, but despite his exterior he knew. It might've been a bit too late. ——————- "So the grades are sorted by the subjects then?" Alexis beamed at Hector who gave a tired face in reply. "Yes". "Pass the magic one first", it was the easiest one to sort. Apparently there was an academy for gifted young magicians and naturally they would sponsor the orphans who went to study there. Three of them at that.

Yet, here I am, in a castle where I’m about to attend school. “Do the stairs change positions?” I whisper to Forrest, since he is the closest to me. He raises an eyebrow. “Why would they do that?” “Never mind,” I mumble. Right. I forgot. They don’t even know what Harry Potter is. “Explain yourself,” he demands, not leaving me room to argue. I roll my eyes. Forrest truly is the “alpha.” “It’s from this movie,” I say, waving my hand. Though, it’s much more than just a movie. It’s easier to explain it this way though.

Alex inquired, but his question was met with silence. As the mysterious potion coursed through Alex's veins, unease washed over him. His vision blurred, and he felt a sudden surge of power and vitality, but at the same time, an unsettling darkness crept into his mind. The room seemed to distort, and he struggled to maintain his balance as he gripped the table for support. Azaroth observed him closely, a sinister smile playing on his lips. "Enjoying the taste of power, are you, halfling?" he taunted. "Remember, there's a price to pay for meddling with forces beyond your comprehension."