Harry Potter Heritage And Ability Test Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"I have always had a special ability to recognize magics being used within the world. It gives off a shimmer or sheen. It's aided my father many times before his untimely passing." He must be a gifted alpha, that's the only reason for his specks ability! "That is interesting, Alpha. Which brings me to my next question." "Would you be willing to hone in on that special ability to help us with our mission? We're getting closer to knowing where the Hybrids are hiding and once we figure that out, we're expecting it to be protected." He bows his head, but his jaw tightens, as if he's at a crossroads with himself. "It would be an honor, Your Majesty."

He began to read the people's minds at the party without his will as if his power was now working reflexively. One by one, the people saw he could tell what they were thinking, and he could also hear their hearts with his hearing. That ability had also been passed down to Georgia. Didn't the successor to an Elder, Alpha, or other leader always have to come from the bloodline? Because heredity includes a wide range of family members, including Georgia, his dear niece, she could be the successor to the leader of the Xander Alliance. The man felt an unusual signal, which directed his gaze to a young figure standing with his friend in front of the table where food was available. Well, Alexander

“The things I can do… those abilities. Are they because of him? Because of his bloodline?” Her eyes filled with quiet sorrow, but also a certain resignation. “Yes,” she replied. “They come from him. The Alpha’s blood carries abilities, strength, sometimes more. Gifts that defy logic. They pass through the bloodline, and you inherited them.” A chill spread through me like frost crawling beneath my skin. Power. It was the only thing that ever made sense. The strange energy, the strange incidents I couldn’t explain… they weren’t random. They were born of this legacy.

His magic came entirely from the enchanted forest; he didn't have any forbidden magic tendency within him, and that made him an ideal candidate. I was a bit corrupted, and the elders could tell. Maybe that was why my uncle did not pass the crown directly, or perhaps the enmity lingered between him and my father. He always saw me with good eyes, and thus, I believed he would look at me for the job instead of making me sweat for it. I guess not everything that shines is gold. The trials were designed to leave everyone behind but the most capable of the realm. They consisted of several tests: strength, Strategy, Social Vision, Kindness, Magic, Military Skills, and temperance.

Each step echoed in the stone corridor as his eyes never left on me and those smug on his face that irked me. “I heard,” he said lazily, “that the heir of Nightshade possessed healing abilities. It was an interesting kind of abilities—how could a wolf bloodline acquire direct healing abilities instead of the natural healing abilities that the wolves get that made each of our wounds heal faster than any other living stocks.” The corner of his lips raised in amusement. “It was amusing to know—unless if he had the blood of a witch or something else. I wanted to study him, to see if he could help me alleviate my mania.”

“That’s… that’s impossible. Truebloods are extinct. They died out centuries ago.” “We thought they did, but apparently, the bloodline survived in Daisy’s maternal line. Her mother must have been Trueblood and her witch heritage likely masked it and made it harder to detect.” Dr. Audrey pulls up more data on the tablet. “This discovery explains so much. Her abnormal strength. Her ability to channel healing magic that's powerful enough to cure advanced poisoning and even still keep her alive. Trueblood genetics combined with Alpha heritage and witch magic? That’s a combination that hasn’t existed in recorded history. She’s unique, Liam. She’s more powerful than just being an Alpha’s daughter.

, said the hooded guy “That’s why I’ve called you Sir. Despite being an orphan and a commoner, she is quite powerful. I’ve seen her progress videos of battles she is getting stronger and stronger day by day. Even her eyes glow when she uses her ability and they become even redder. Even the royal family doesn’t have such bright red eyes sir”. “The things you are telling me shows that she is a promising child. Send me her picture and all the details related to her. Try to get her on our side and if she doesn’t come then get rid of her otherwise, she will be an obstacle in our way”

Soul Sight: a rare hereditary ability, manifesting in early childhood in those with a predisposition toward soulbound recognition, enabling the perception of— The text had been damaged after that. Water-warped. I had spent two weeks trying to find another copy and failed. But I didn't need the text to understand what I'd seen. Golden threads running from my chest to his. Longing in the space between them, vast and old and inexplicable. The knowledge arriving not as a thought but as a fact: he is mine.

"My mother was quarter-Shadowborn—her grandmother survived the purges by hiding her nature completely. Mother inherited weak abilities she never fully manifested. She married my father, had me, and died when I was twelve without ever telling anyone about her bloodline." He pulled out old photograph showing woman with unmistakably silver-streaked eyes. "I inherited trace abilities. Enough to sense chaos magic, to feel dimensional fluctuations, but not enough to manifest powers overtly. I spent my entire life suppressing that heritage, terrified someone would discover I carried the blood I publicly despised." "So your persecution of Shadowborn was displaced self-hatred?" "Partially. Also genui

Tall. Dark-haired. Confident. Dangerously charming. Unfortunately, he knew it. Alex blamed Alicia. Alicia blamed Alex. Zara blamed genetics. Aiden blamed nobody because he enjoyed the benefits too much. The young man had somehow inherited Alex's looks and Alicia's stubbornness. A combination that should have been illegal. He was finishing his final year at Columbia University and had spent the last six months insisting he was too busy for relationships. Which was why Zara was currently behaving like she'd uncovered government secrets.