Harry Potter Metamorphmagus 소설 & 이야기

"Now I have access to all her protective knowledge. Her wards, her counter-spells, her precious secrets." She turned to Melissa, extending her hand. Dark energy flowed between them as they recited different spells. "You'll need this for what comes next," Margaret explained. "The boy is transforming. The broken curse magic, combined with his existing power, is turning him into something neither human nor wolf. Something perfectly suited to our needs." "What kind of something?" Melissa asked Margaret smiled. "A hunter. A werewolf hunter compelled to find and end the whole werewolf species” Melissa furrowed her eyebrow “But how would that help the other twin. The girl, the one with dark magic”

Even though in reality, she had been having for a long time, passing curses, in which she transformed mortal men into sea monsters in her place, at every full moon. "I'm sure you'll like him," Mrs. - Seidel Vogt. "He's so gallant!" Even though he was skilled, gallant, seductive, a powerful magician, as well as a scoundrel, with a talent for an incubus, as well as a tongue that convinces even the worst harlots to be faithful to him. A wizard who had many cursed monsters as his soldiers, armies of monsters at his disposal. - That man is so skilled! Wilhelm added. "Your magic is phenomenal. The other said.

I ran up to him throwing my arms around him. “I thought you were dead, how is this possible. Where have you been?” I ask as tears fall. “It’s just a magic screen sweetie. I’m sorry. I should have told you. I wanted to surprise you. One of the warlocks in my coven knows a spell. He can transform an ordinary person into someone we wish to see most in the world. This person will appear as the loved one looks, the way they talk, and will almost be like the person truly is there. However, to everyone else, they are a different person all together. I knew you wanted your dad to walk you down the isle so I thought…”

“For you to get in, you’re going to have to turn into one of them.” “Yeah, I figured,” I shrug. “We’re using the transformation potion thingy, right?” “Transmogrification potion,” Rhiannon corrects me. “The potion is brewing now, and once it’s ready, you’ll need to add a strand of hair from whoever it is you’re trying to transform into.” “How do we get that?” Mason asks.

Harry wasn’t exactly human. When they got serious, Harry revealed his secret to Mom. Somehow, he didn’t pick up on the fact Mom sucks eggs at keeping secrets. Not even five minutes passed before she told me. Luckily for Harry, I can keep secrets. You see, Harry’s a werewolf. I know what you’re thinking — run, this guy is totally crazy! That’s exactly what I told Mom, so she convinced Harry to do the change into a wolf thing in front of me.

She yelled at Sage. "You wanted to take all that was precious to me but damn it, I turned the table around." She snapped. "Your precious daughter is no more ... courtesy of me." She huffed with deep annoyance. "What?" Sage stared at her, mouth agape. He looked clearly shocked and devastated. "My darling cousin, your precious daughter is dea-" Sage's growl interrupted Melanie's speech. He growled so loud that all except Melanie had to cover their ears. His loud and deep growl didn't stop until he began to transform slowly. His body began to increase in size and his hair began to whiten from the roots. His fingernails became to grow more and in a minute, they all turned to claws.

Not this time. Slowly, Harper’s physical appearance shifted. Her long hair disappeared, like it’s been consumed by her head. It got shorter and shorter until it only became as short as his. Right below the ears in length. Her eyes reshaped into a monolid, with sharp tail and dark purple orbs hidden inside. She got a little bit taller and her skin tone changed into ebony. All in all, none would think it was Harper. Damon’s eyes dilated as he witnessed the metamorphosis unfold right at his very eyes.

That’s when I noticed tears shining on Harry’s cheeks, each drop glinting in the light like tiny crystals as they rolled down. “Mum, am I a monster?” he asked, his voice cracking. I frowned, a wave of protectiveness rising in me. “No! Where did you get that idea?” My heart ached at the thought of him feeling this way. “Then why does my finger grow long every time?” He spread his little hands wide, and my stomach sank as I saw blood stains on his palm and shirt. He probably got them from trying to hide the fingers from his friends. He has been experiencing imbalance shifting at just four years old. At barely this age, he was already showing signs of being a werewolf which was a transformation

Then that shell would break to let out a creature that was hideous and scary and weird. In the process of trying to drive him away, they somehow ended up gravitating towards each other. Finding comfort in the unexpected company, deep secrets tumbling out in the middle of the night. The guy who got stranded for sightseeing was suddenly showing her perspectives she had never seen before. The girl who barely talks was suddenly telling him the things he needed to hear all his life. But at the end of the day, you should never ever trust a stranger. Soon the creature would enclose itself completely for the second time, never to be seen like that again. It was a period of transformation.

“I know that ... The biggest problem is that I don't know how to shapeshift. But that's why I came to your class. That's why we all came here ...” “Sh-sh-shapeshifting is the easiest part. F-f-for viper you say transformatum Vipera ammodytes for example. And you became a vi-vi-viper. The word t-t-transformatum and the creature you want to turn into.” “Only that?” the boy asked, somewhat disappointed. “Yes,” Von Halgen replied. “Then why should we attend this class for at least a whole year? To learn a word?” asked with sarcasm, smiling, the prince while his followers took his side laughing.