Harry Potter Inferi Novels & Stories

The crowd was silent, listening. "Liesel is building an army of corrupted half-bloods. She's using dark magic to twist them into monsters, to drain everything that makes them who they are and replace it with hunger and rage. She's already taken hundreds. She'll take more. And if we don't stop her, she'll come for your families, your friends, your children." A murmur rippled through the crowd. Fear, anger, grief. Elif understood all of it.

"How about a decent movie this time?" "Harry Potter?" I ask. His whole face lights up. "I can kiss you right now." He chooses Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, which happens to be both our favorites, and we lean back and watch. I'm really absorbed in the beginning—how could someone ever get bored during a Harry Potter movie?—but then my eyes start to droop. I guess the past day and a half have been a little too exciting for me. Before I know it. I'm out cold.

Hogwarts Castle, Somewhere in the Scottish Highlands November 23rd, 1992, 11:12 AM Erik commented and continued to watch, as an eerie and raspy voice ordered Quirrel to 'use the boy'. Quirrell then ordered the boy to look at the mirror. Mr. Potter then stood in front of the mirror and Erik paused again. He quickly positioned himself behind the boy and 'unpaused' the memory. He watched as the boy's reflection took a red ruby-like stone from its pants' pocket, showed it to him, gave him a wink and put the stone back in the pocket. Mr. Potter then, as sneaky as an elephant in a china store could be, checked his pocket and noticed the bulge in it. But the stupid professor didn't seem to notice.

"Well, it wasn't just a paralyzing potion. It was also mixed with an infestation charm." "A what charm?" Was she for real? "An infestation charm, Mia. Pay attention!" "What the heck…why?" This was so confusing. Infestation of what? "Death bugs." "Death bugs? What's that?" Do these things even exist? "Yes Mia, these bugs exist. More like they are created with a high concentration of magic. They suck your blood off until the person dies. Once stuck on the skin, it's impossible to get it off. Like a zero percent chance."

But due to the appearance of the lady boss, I had thought Draco was changing, but it seems he was still the feared devil in the underworld. I could already hear the heart wrenching screams as soon as we got out of the elevator and entered the corridor, making our way to the room at the end of the hallway. The pungent smell of blood and sweat and rotten body parts due to wounds on some of the prisoners that were left untreated filled our nostrils, but Draco seemed unfazed as he took calculated and controlled steps towards the door. Draco made his way to the huge chair that was reserved for him anytime he came around to watch and sat down like a king. Only that he looked like the king of hell.

I thought I looked good in the mirror, the best I've looked for weeks due to him! He runs back down the stairs holding a black box in his hands, it looked big enough to hold a necklace or a watch maybe. He opens it to reveal a necklace in the shape of a heart, from where I was standing it looked like the heart had diamonds going around the edges. That wouldn't have been cheap, hopefully, it hasn't come off a dead person, wow dark Freya. "You look incredible, this necklace will just tie it all together" he smiles taking it out of the box instructing me to turn around, I do as I'm told while he puts the necklace around my neck clasping it.

Cally exclaimed "max? what's that got to do with it?" cried Stephan "You idiot! Stephan is a lecturer's son, and he is brave enough to touch my head, then he will be modified into my robot, if he fails, then I will eliminate and destroy his body!" Stephan opened his mouth, he really got a partner who is the most creepy, cold blooded killer ever, an angel of death that must be avoided completely. "Flies will go into your mouth idiot, I'm just using my brain to think. Get all the data right away, I'll go have some fun first!" he chuckles

“What is this?” “Do you watch the series called harry potter?” He asked, and when still don’t get it, he explained, “You know, some fantasy that humans made about us supernaturals.” He then pointed at his little gift, “That character is named Remus Lupin, the werewolf there.” I nodded my head, looking at the little human that transforms into a wolf keychain type. “And? What should I do with this?” I asked again. “I hope you’ll keep it.” He trailed off, his tone narrowing but then he cleared his throat, “Are you happy today? Did I somehow convince you that I’m serious?”

whispered Cynthia in Ada's ears. " Ya, what a rude douchebag ." said Ada in a slightly high pitch again. " Hey you miss picture perfect, you need to teach your friend how to whisper," said the boy looking at Cynthia. Cynthia gazed at Ada and Ada this time 'WHISPERED ' sorry. Cynthia passes a funny smile towards her just realising that how innocent Ada she behaves like a 6-year-old kid. As they reached the 4th floor and the lift's door opened, they just saw a tall and a bit chubby girl with long black hair wearing an oversized t-shirt with jeans. She just said 'ALHOMOHRA' the harry potter spell used for opening doors magically.

I smiled and entered a potion shop. I looked over the potions on the shelves and read their uses, I.D.V.N(Invisible during the day, visible at night), Halloween scary tricks, hushed whispers, cat fangs, snakes hiss, sharp bites. I shook my head, all these were nothing but silly tricks. “Did you FIND, what YOU'RE' looking for?” A harsh, thick but spooky voice asked as I was about to leave the shop. “No.” I simply said while sparing a glance at the old looking witch sitting over the counter.