Harry Potter Horcruxes List Novels & Stories

"You keep losing it. But it always brings you back." Elias looked at the toy. It was scarred and burnt from the battle with Silas, but the "Golden Frequency" still hummed inside it. He realized it wasn't just a toy; it was his Horcrux of Humanity. As long as he held it, the Witches couldn't fully turn him into a ghost. "I'll keep it safe," Elias promised. The Gate of the Whispers

"well he is correct, there is no way they won't be a few hint in the ritual, it is only that they seems to be a reason while they are not following the hint, professor Snapes said. At the time of the ritual it was believed that almost all the kid that was involved as far as they could talk recited something that seems to be an incantation, after so many years i have analyzed the incantation and have pick up clues that am sure the higher up should have picked but didn't want to use. Listen to this incantation and pick out the word that is repeated most, professor Snapes said as he began reciting. "aurora boralis thou great aurora, my spirit recides in a world of rest, i am a cut through hist

She said, “The potion is with Becca, Alex. She carries it with her. It was useless to go through her belongings.” “Shit. It means I was right,” he mumbled. “About what?” she asked, getting confused at Alexander’s response. “I found her research book on mythological creatures. It was a sign that she knew about the potion and now that you have mentioned she carries the potion with her, I am a hundred percent sure now,” Alexander explained to Pristine. “I can directly ask her about the vampire potion by hypnotizing her and she will spill the beans. Then I can return back to the vampire world.”

Everyone was mesmerized by the breath-taking beauty of the chalice that glowed under the yellow light of the chandelier. Harold Hearst sat in what looked like a den adorned with many kinds of crystals, an assortment of precious stones, mirrors and vials containing colourful potions. He loved spending time in this hideout as it reminded him of a peaceful life that he once lived. He was the oldest elf sorcerer alive and also the Warlock Alpha.

Mother Agnes. Why did they have to leave it in a cemetery? That is creepy. I smile and do not protest. "I will go in the morning. Unless I need to go now," I say. "It has waited 18 years. It can wait another night. Do not let anything happen to it. You need it to take your magic. Umbra would love to get her hands on it," Mother Agnes says. "What is it exactly?" I ask. "No one knows except your mother. I only know that she hid it in the Cemetary. I have no idea what it looks like or its exact location. The map has the exact location. You will know it when you see it," Mother Agnes says.

Lucifer “I’m sorry, Gabriel, but I don’t remember much about my sisters. Even in my visions, their faces were obscured by shadows. I don’t even know their human names. I just referred to them by their horsemen names. All I can tell you is that they were close to my age. The other had brown hair and oddly shaded eyes, and the other had red hair. The only thing they had in common is that they all seemed to be frightened of someone who wanted to hurt them. I don’t remember anything else. I’m sorry,” Michael sits forward in his seat and places his elbows on his knees thoughtfully. “We understand, chérie.” Rafael looks intently into the fireplace and frowns, “Perhaps we can speak to a witch. Ther

The king was focused to Chief Black at once. "We found this in hidden in the belongings of the crown princess, Your Majesty." Chief Black lifted his hand for everyone to see. I gasped and my throat ran dry when I saw what he was holding. It is a black little bottle with black lid. "And we found out that it indeed contains the deadly extract of the poisonous flower Lily of Morte." I felt like my whole world crumbled into ashes. I couldn't move. I couldn't speak. It felt like doom was suddenly in front, standing right before me.

Lyra replied with a faint smile, “You can rest assured, Alpha Raven. We witches are the most skilled at matters like this.” Once Raven’s group had left, Lyra returned to her private room. It had been temporarily converted by her people into a makeshift laboratory. On the table were several dark purple-black stones, samples she had collected near the Vinterfall spring. Under the lamplight, their surfaces shimmered with a mysterious violet hue, emanating an ominous aura. Lyra donned gloves and carefully split one of the stones with a hammer. Inside, its core revealed spiral-like veins that seemed to emit a dim, sinister glow.

So my hand smashed hard behind him again, twice, and three times in a row. Hagrid lay between my legs with his eyes closed. I wanted to push him away, but he was motionless like a stone.So I had to shrink my body back and let my legs leave his body. I opened all the cabinets of Aurora, one of which contained many jars, and my gaze focused on a red bottle and a yellow bottle.There is no doubt that they are what I am looking for. Because the red bottle says-poison, and the yellow bottle says-antidote.