Harry Potter How Did Dumbledore Get The Elder Wand Novels & Stories

She didn't step anymore closer, but made a gesture with her hand, summoning the wand on Jane's hands to herself. "This is your big plan? Pretending as someone else and getting close to me so you can kill me?" The Queen caught the wand in midair, "I don't know how you managed to block my revealing spell, but Kitty, you --" The Queen stopped abruptly, staring at the wand. "This is... Where did you get this wand!" The Queen roared at Jane. It was the wand Lilith made with the leaf of the tree of life! The one that Kitty broke in the Blood Moon Forest!

he replied softly, with unchanging certainty. Eve walked over with a sly smile. “Emily, your necklace is lovely. But no matter how pretty, it’s useless. Leon’s heart is with me.” I gave her a cold glance, still silent. The ceremony continued, and I quietly poured a magical potion into Eve’s wine. It had cost me dearly, obtained from a witch—meant to break the magic she had placed on me. If she thought she could steal my ability to bear a pureblood pup, she was mistaken.

I kicked as hard as I could right at his temple until he lost his balance and pushed him backwards. "Damn it!" he shouted as he shook his head quickly to snap himself out of his dizziness. After being able to stand up straight and calm, Elder Uwit clapped his hands forward, then stretched them slowly. A sword slowly appeared between his hands and released the energy that enveloped it. "Isn't that Elvoia's wooden sword!?" "That's right, an Elf ancestral relic sword!"

He let out a dramatic gasp and covered his mouth while hiding the wooden chest behind his back with the other hand. "That's not a piece of ivory. It's the only remain of my 'Aambal'. And she loved me but I failed to save her. So I took her tusk and made this wand to keep a part of her with me forever. I am not letting anyone touch it because she was shy and usually hate strangers." He reasoned like five years old about his elephant friend who he had been with from his childhood.

Not after the way I begged him to ruin me. He reaches over me to the nightstand, the one that used to hold Ethan’s watch and wedding ring. His fingers fumble in the drawer, then come back with something heavy, something that hums to life with a low, menacing buzz the second he switches it on. The wand. Thick-headed, corded, the kind that’s more machine than toy—powerful enough to rattle bones. He’s had it hidden here for years, maybe longer. I don’t ask. I don’t care.

I wouldn’t go down alone, he would not be able to go near his son. I hadn’t heard anything as I stayed in the dungeon while awaiting trial and I was beginning to think that the sorcerer had lied to me. The hex wasn’t something I could cast impulsively. It required precision, power, and the darkest magic I could summon. Fortunately, I had prepared for this day, gathering the necessary items over the years—a lock of Harold’s hair stolen from his quarters, the blood of a raven, black salt, and an enchanted dagger passed down through my family.

They had no loss, they had absolutely nothing to worry about and here I was, here was Yifa, the orphan girl who got cursed right from birth by the moon goddess when my mother died during delivery and then suffering because of the curse my own father laid on me. All my life, all I had come to know was the grief that came with life. I have never experienced a special feeling of love, protection and earnest care. The ones who loved me always turn away just as Dumbledore did years back when he rejected me, breaking down my entire world with just those few words. Dumbledore rushed immediately to start eating his breakfast, his long awaited meal but then he gets his right hand spanked by Darwin. “

Their deal was already off as he couldn't carry out the sacrifice with the omega. "I did not leave only you to deal with your problem. I am here with you. And you sounded like you are no longer in need of the Lost Wand" Haynes seemed not expecting that reaction from him. "I wanted it as I have always wanted it but this time I don't need you to get it. I will find it in my own way" he retorted. He could find it without his help. He had not figured out any way to do that but he believed he would.

His body seemed to sag and his voice was weary from all that was going on. The physician shook his head. "The girl chose her poison well. This is Voldemort's root." I stared at him blankly, not understanding what that meant but obviously, the Beta understood and so did my mother as they gasped in disbelief. "What?" My mother gasped. "But that is impossible. Where could she possibly have gotten it?" The physician bowed his head. "From me. She asked me about it this morning when she came to get his medicine. I had totally forgotten about that till now."

I hugged her without much thought as I was scared of what happened earlier. She looked at me in happiness and said-" Well done my dear, you have done it. You have found it. This wand is one of our ancestors, The greatest witch, and she had last used it to fight evil. This has great powers, more than we can imagine. Not even your father or I can use it because it was meant to be for you. You are a true heir and bloodline of Macduff." I smiled but was still in shock at what just happened. She gave me a tight hug to which I responded quickly. I forgot to tell her about the shadow.