Harry Potter Metamorphmagus Novels & Stories

He almost shouted, being careful not to wake her up. "You can't deny it, Hayes. You also know in yourself that what we said is true." Draco drawled. "She was the reason why you have been able to transform again to your beast after a hundred years, right?" When Rosemarie died, he never transformed into his werewolf. even when he tried, even when he forced himself. He has also attended rituals several times but nothing has happened yet. He is not weak but his wounds healed for a long time. He's not that fast anymore but he's still stronger than the average person.

I tried to teleport but to no avail. "Don't waste your energy and try to escape with your magic. Don't you know that the dorms of high-ranking students like me and the other royalties has magic nullification spell so we can't use any sort of magic inside of our dorms? Though you don't have one in your dorm yet because you're a transferee that's why you don't have any idea about it. The higher your ranking is the stronger the spell is. It's to prevent us from creating havoc inside the dormitory building." He explained with a smug face. I was suddenly terrified when I realized what he wanted to do to me. "Ash, don't tell me you're going to do what I'm thinking right now," I said with disbelief

"Really, please! I don't think it's working right! You can't just tell my body what to be. It is fighting you." The pain was growing so quickly Lexi was seeing white and black spots before his eyes. He felt everything go numb and then some of his parts were bubbling away with the invasive magic like he'd been dipped in acid. The end result of whatever Agent was trying to do was a half-tom, half-Hare hybrid mess. Lexi was shaking as he begged. "Please stop it. It hurts. You said you wouldn't hurt any of us. Turn it off. The change is about to start again."

Soiling herself in the shadows. Someone’s daughter, someone’s little girl. But she was foul—one of the foul spirits corrupting this place. Haunting, infesting it, bringing such ruin and disdain upon it. So the old, bitter rage surged in him again, rising up, frothing over, and his transfiguration commenced. His flesh began changing its shape, mutating, function and form, adapting to the task at hand; glowing with a phosphorescent aura one minute, becoming midnight-black and crawling over his frame the next. Tendons and ligaments visibly stretched, cartilage tore. Bones were splintering.

Flashback Continues "Now honey, I need you to think of anything. Don't tell us. let's see if you have any sort of powers in you." I scrunch my nose and think deep. Do I have a wolf or am I dominantly a witch? A voice invades my head again. This time, it is neither my mom's or dad's. It's a female voice. One that I have never head before. "You are a wolf my dear. And you have the ability to take on any appearance you want. Only in human form. That's your ability as a mage. My name is Harley."

Two days passed and there wasn't any sign of magic in the air. They all memorized a few easy spells and took some different places in the study room, away from each other, to concentrate fully, with some tiny objects. Leo looked at the small pea kept on the table, annoyingly. Failing for the 1000th time, he decided in his mind that this was his last try. He closed his eyes and focused all his attention on the pea and whispered the transformation spell, "Mutatio."

“Did you use magic... to... to alter my appearance?!” “You are still a mage, despite being a weak one in the meantime. So now, I ask you instead, can you feel magic in it?” he asks. There is none. No traces of magic around me, other than what I just conjured up earlier, and yet, here I am! Not just a weak mage, but a hideous one! “How?” I whisper out loud. “How can this happen?! Was this your plan all along? To humiliate me? To make fun of me?! Do you enjoy laughing at me?! Especially now that I’ve been reduced to this state?!”

As the magic begins to take over, my chains break, and I am free. Jenny rushes into the room. "NO!" she screams. "Yes," I say, smiling at her. "I want that amulet," Jenny says. She walks toward me, but now I am more powerful than any witch in the city. I will kill them all and enjoy it for what they did to my family. Jenny rushes toward me. I put out my hands and freeze her without saying a word. Jenny falls to the ground. "UMBRA!" I call out for her.

Blazes lips contorts into a scowl, expressing his disdain for the entire concept, "Why discriminate based on skin color? Our actions define us, not our physical appearance. After all, we were all created uniquely." "Very well, do as you please! I shall proceed to eliminate our adversaries." As he underwent a powerful metamorphosis, every bone in his frame shattered and contorted, ultimately reshaping him into the formidable figure of a dragon. With a fierce bellow, he unleashed a scorching blast of air in Dexter's direction. "Oh, I'm scared. Please spare my life!" Dexter feigns fear and trembling. Dexter undergoes a monstrous transmogrification, assuming the form of a gargantuan bat that riv

He has lived for centuries,always returning to earth with different faces and bodies, but still the same. But she could pull pieces,fragments, and shadows.In a new body. That night, the scrying mirror in Morwen’s sanctum sparked. She stood before it, exhausted, robes torn, hair wild. And there he was. Harry. Not as he was. But as he had become. A reflection not in glass,but in smoke. His face was totally different now, eyes burning with a violet flame. “You look worse than I left you,” he said, in a mockery way.