Harry Potter Inferi Novels & Stories

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.

Plotted with his sister who was also obsessed with Eve and Vlad who appreciate wealth and power more than people. Slowly, he break their marriage from one small thing to another. Mixing a magic potion, Terifha which was created by a witch he had paid generous amount of gold. It sole purpose is to drive Eve wolf berserk. Just a small drop make Eve crazy and almost in unconscious which is similar to a normal liquor. His plan worker seeing Eve become vicious and abusive towards Eve without he himself realising it. Small amount every drink he has and he didn't even know how much pain he had given her.

The blood foamed and was then torn in two, one normal and one reeking with dark streaks, like the fibres of a small thread that had been broken. Harriet peeked from the bed. "Is it bad?" "It's... weird," I said. "Come here." She approached me and stood on a chair, and looked on. "What does the dark part mean?" It is that something inside him is out of place. Harriet tilted her head. Like... like somebody put wrong stuff in him? "Yes." I swallowed. "Exactly like that." One more herb--a cursing unveiling powder--I added. In case Lucius were to be cursed, the powder would be turned to gold.

The hug was short and brief but it gave Akira the strength she needed to push just a little bit further. They walked around till Orion paused at the fantasy section of the library, the children's section to be precise. “Eureka!” He exclaimed. Akira chuckled at his childlike expression, “what are we doing here?” “Does this look familiar?” He asked. She looked closely at the book and smiled, “Harry Potter?” She asked in surprise. “Yes my darling, I believe that there's a creature in this book that might have a hand in Mirabel's petrification.” Akira scoffed, “I doubt the basilisk would want to have anything to do with her.”

With a giggle I growled in annoyance at his stupid comment. Let's walk down the corridors to get out of the dungeons. "Are you serious? A woman makes the Devil uneasy, "now it's Enzo who's talking. The three of them join in laughter, while I am with my unfriendly face, I look at them badly. And they just raise their hands, supposedly in surrender, but they mock. "Oops, oops, oops! Say the three in unison. Damn imbeciles, if I could I would shoot each one of them.

The ruler at that time was Draco Vahemir - the strongest Vahemir there is to exist. Each and every member of the Infernal bloodbath pack is born with a special ability, their teeth contains poison strong enough to kill a person within seconds. They are not like every regular werewolf out there. They are stronger, faster than the usual werewolf. I flip through the pages and stop at a prophesy. It is a drawing. A stake in a lady's chest, she is in the arms of a man, his head buried on her chest. I flip to the next page, there is another drawing. The woman is in his arms, his head is backwards, his mouth is widened- he should be screaming. There is no caption in either of the picture. The drawi

Did she really think that he wouldn’t hurt her just because she was the only one who can treat Lily? Levy looked at him as if he was speaking Spanish. “ This potion is of course for Lily,” she said as she raised her hand, murmured “ Confundo” and then turned to look at him again as soon as the greenish, frothing potion turned purple. “ And I am making it with your permission of course, didn’t you say that you wanted me to set Lily right as soon as I could? So, I am following your order nothing else.”

― 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 drank it all in one swift movement. Jason, I wouldn't beg for your love again. I was going to love myself. So… Why are you the one who ended up regretting it? ... I looked at the crystal vial in my hand. The pale, pink liquid shimmered inside, giving off a scent that was both mesmerizing and dangerous. This was the legendary Love Potion, the forbidden magic of our world of Werewolves. Drink it, and the target would have "love" etched deep into their soul for seven years.

What kept me stable. Natalie's party was going to be a blast. The teen was a Potterhead like I've never seen before. She'd showed me pictures of her room on her phone. Everything was done in Hufflepuff's black and yellow. She even had a stuffed toy badger she'd named Puffles.