Harry Potter Genie Novels & Stories

Once again, I was home. “Lord of the lands, I have met with the new brethren who wield the gift of sorcery and have mastered the occult craft. They claim they can bring Helene back, though it would demand a grave sacrifice,” Jennett blurted, her words tumbling forth as though pursued by a swarm of phantom wasps. I scoffed. Helene was the single tether that spared this woman her place at my side.

"What kind of device?" "The kind,you won't be able to configure. I call it Omega. It works as a type of tracker slash mind controller. It was a present from a friend. Should Phenyo try to escape,I will find him. Should he try to fight me, he will get a temporal paralysis and should he continue trying to fight me,the paralysis will turn permanent. Genius!" Byron explained. Mr Phenyo was knocked out by the injection the guards gave him. They carried his helpless body into another room.

Merlin waves a hand, and a book flies into his waiting hand from the basement, the door opening and shutting again as it does. It falls open and he shows Jessie the page. “A Djinn, or Genie. Depending on where you’re from, is normally considered an evil creature, not a person. I know better, this is my own research on them. They are a unique race of beings, with almost God-like powers. They are known as wish granters, and it’s often said that they do grant wishes, but only in a way to harm the person making the wish. But the outcome is more often based on the person doing the wishing.” She narrows her eyes at him,

" Daisy said. Oh...I've forgotten she read minds. "Enough of all these talking" Sage said as if he's been stressed out. He turned to face me fully. "Just follow me with ease and I'll let them be, including your world." Sage said. "And why should I?" I asked. "He needs the magical band and the controller of the band for his selfish reasons." Daisy replied me. "That is why he can't kill you no matter what. Without you, the band cannot just be controlled by anyone." Daisy hurriedly explained.

“We’re here to join in on your drinking game.” “Actually, we’re having our fortunes told.” Ginny smiles conspiratorially. “Still want to join?” Ginny is a witch hybrid, a mix between a werewolf and a witch. But she tends to lean more towards her witch side. She’s sort of a celebrity on campus, making a small fortune from reading palms and brewing love potions. She’s really sweet though. Gorgeous. Popular. “Yeah,” I tell her. “I’m in.” I’m not a fan of fortune telling but really— what’s the worst that can happen?

"She's safer where ever she is than here at the moment" **** I watch Harry from my perch against my balcony, laughing and talking with the other humans. Acting passionate about what he was doing, the facade almost fool proof. But I knew that wasn't the old Harry. Whoever has was, was here for a reason, that shadow in the snow was no ordinary person. The egnima glances upwards able to sense my gaze and he waves as confident as ever that he was still able to puzzle me. "How did you manage to get out of the maze at the

I had picked up the ketlle that housed the genie and I rubbed the side of the kettle slowly and gently as I summoned him again. "Genie, genie, genie!! We meet again!!" I chuckled as he came out. He had no leg because he was still in his genie form and the place soon became filled with his aura. He wielded so much powers that I craved for. But then, I couldn't risk anything like being like him.

He paused for a while, then continued to speak. "I work for an organization called the GOH,Guardians of the Hex. We fight all sort of bad, human and non human. We use advanced technology and combat to fight our enemies" he emphasized. Confusion struck me.I didn't know how to react. I felt proud of my father, I also felt angry at him for abandoning his family to save the world. As I lifted my gaze, I saw my father looking back at me, I smiled, hoping he could not see the anger within me as I was embarrassed to show my true feelings to people I hadn’t known that long.

Just to be sure and discreetly, of course. “Please do,” I said. “Involve a mage. Coax the wolf out and into a stoppered container.” “Its essence, you mean?” “Precisely.” “What if it uses its intelligence and inhabits the sorcerer?” “Even better. You can freeze him and store him in your cryogenics unit, if you have one. Then you won’t have to execute a fellow Lycan.” “Ingenious,” I said. The vision of an actual animated genie rose between us, after which I resolved not to have another whisky. Illusions of that nature were the first signs of madness and, anyway, I wanted to be in full control of my faculties when I dealt with my Luna.

Beth’s eyes widen and even I’m interested. “Not the fairytale one,” Kathleen rolls her eyes. “The actual ones. If you guys would visit the library once in a while, you’d also know. In the whole world, there are only a handful of genies in existence. They’re extremely intelligent and have this ability to cast very realistic illusions. There have only been two genies to ever study in this place. Rachel might be the third.” “Wait,” I frown. “But you said you didn’t see-“