Harry Potter Incendio Novels & Stories

― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "I am not your friend, Hunter. I do not think we could ever be friends considering the only reason I made acquaintances with you is so that I could use you." This was not what I had planned to say to him but since the words had come out, there was no point in taking them back. I hated to see the pain reflected in his dark eyes, how his smile faltered until it was gone without a trace.

I skimmed the text, my eyes darting from line to line, trying to make sense of it. *Project Inferno— Weaponization of Wildfires.* My breath caught in my throat. Weaponization? what the actual hell...? I flipped through the pages, my pulse quickening as the details unfolded before me.

I asked. “The spell of creating fire,” he told me. He grabbed an old wick candle from the shelf and placed it on the table. “Incendio, the Italian word for fire, is used for this spell. You focus on the candle and cup your hands around it, say Incendio with determination, imagining the flame igniting. With enough practice, a flame will appear.” I nodded and sat at the table. I ignored Megan and Hanlsey talking in the background. Hansley was questioning Megan about Ronnie and Megan was reflecting, not meeting Hansley’s eyes. I made a mental note to check in on them later.

"Are you sure?" the man asked with a look of disbelief. His eyes had scanned the beauty of this seductive-looking body in front of him countless times. Starting from her face that often adorns various magazines. Social media was also busy talking about the achievements of the girl who was now staring at him without pause. And what would be the impact and consequences if many people knew what they were doing in this room. "I think that question is for you, Uncle... Bryan? Should I call you that?" the girl said with an amused giggle. She ruffled her hair. Revealing her slender neck, which only wore a necklace with her initials; HP.

I just wanted to get rid off that silly girl out my mind as soon as possible I did arrive at Charlotte's penthouse and man with just her small mouth wrapped around my cock ,that stupid girl was long forgotten .. STILL TO CONTINUE >>>

The source of the flames, the torch lay fallen on its side. “Gods, what have I done?!” Mare cried, her eyes wide with panic as she shot forward to retrieve the burning torch. Perci grabbed her and at the same time, the wooden book in his hand slipped between his fingers, landing in the flames. “No!” he screamed. The book may be made from dragonwood but it was not infallible to the flames that began to lick the edges. Perci reached forward to save it, ignoring the rising fire as it consumed the dusty, dried pages of books, gaining more fuel to grow angrier.

An unexpected tragedy Harry, as he could, went out of the mansion towards the employees' house, it was full of smoke and on fire, Harry just held his head, and started to cry in despair, he could not understand how something so serious was happening. Diane was behind him trying to comfort him, but he automatically started to despise her, he didn't want anyone to come near him. "Ernest, where are you, Ernest! Where are you my friend, please where are you?" Harry was trying to get closer, but flames engulfed the place.

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.

I could see a huge house, nearly a mansion, up ahead, and it seemed that we were going that way. To my right I could see booms of fire and lightning, hooded figures, and wolves. Dust and smoke and so much carnage. Bodies lying on the field, not moving. The movement of Jake’s continued run gave me something else to concentrate on, and I looked forward again. We pass the building and are nearing a battlefield. Something straight out of the final few Harry Potter films. Scorched earth. Blood. Weapons. Fur. A limb.