Harry Potter Mind Control Novels & Stories

The dry herbs in their stoppered bottles hadn’t lost their properties at all. When Reive was first inventing the formula, he had tried loads of ingredient options. According to the existing laws of magic, it wasn’t possible to influence the human mind. However, the necromancer knew some magic creatures could actually do that. For example, that same water hag. Before dragging someone into a pond and eating him, she made the victim think about something important. For a woman – to make her think a baby was falling into the water. And for a man – to make him think a naked beauty was tempting him from the depths. Then, it was easy.

Serena's breathing became heavier, her thoughts were clouded with the unknown; what would this psycho do to her, then Serena mind went back to the book of spells her mother had given her, there was a spell for mind control in it, did he plan to use it on her. "You you plan on controlling me like a puppet, you think my mind would succumb to something so simple as that, Thorne you don't know who you are dealing with" Serena growled at the three men "Don't worry dear, I assure you it will work and you will stay by my side forever, no one will come between us ever" Thorne said with an evil gleam in his eyes.

Her lips pressed in a thin line as she glared up at me. “What do you mean it’s not that simple?” She asked. I sighed and grabbed her arm, pulling her along with me. She didn’t fight me; she just went along with me until we were around the corner of the building I was about to enter. I didn’t want to risk anyone seeing or hearing us speaking. It was safer to stay hidden. “We think he’s under a spell,” I confessed. Her eyes grew large. “A spell?” I nodded. “Yes,” I answered. “Esme said this type of spelling is controlled by an object. This means he’s being mind-controlled by someone who has this object. Presumably Penny.”

I shouted, pissed that he was playing these dumb mind games. "Greenwoods gonna fix this city. That's a promise." He started to laugh hysterically, rocking in his chair like a madman. "Who the hell are they!?" I screamed, trying to bring sense back into him. Shaking him, slapping him, anything, but none of it got him to stop laughing. It didn't matter because he had a bullet in his head a second later. The ringing sounded close as I scampered back holding my ear. Lilith lowered her arm, no longer aiming at the guy.

Leon stuttered, still shaken from my provoked outburst. "I questioned her, but she didn't budge. She's sticking to her story about not working for Amon and his gang." "Do you think Amon has put her under mind control?" Vladimir asked. Amon, leader of the Blood Kings and my arch nemesis had supernatural mind control abilities. He has tried to find out about our plans on numerous occasions, and he often used his mind control abilities to influence humans to do his dirty work. "I don't know, it's possible,” I began. “But she didn't seem to be under any trance."

"A sham? The Goddess has spoken!" "The Goddess's answer?" I sneered and signaled to my aide. The large screen flickered to life, showing a high-definition audio file. "Why don't we listen to this first?" I hit play. Lucius's voice filled the hall, so clear that everyone could hear every word. "I've already contacted a warlock from the black market. They have ways to interfere with the ritual's outcome..." "Once the ritual is a success, I'll take care of Clara and that bastard pup. They will never be seen again..."

I ignored their terror and unleashed the full force of my Tier Seven abilities. An unseen storm of energy raced through the plaza. The camp guards, who had just begun to reach for their guns, were immediately forced to their knees, overwhelmed by the pressure and struggling to breathe. I approached the control console, brushed past the stunned announcer, and inserted a military-grade pendrive into the system, taking over the plaza's large holographic display. "Survivors," I said into the microphone, my voice firm and piercing enough to reach every part of the square. "Let me show you something."

Words fired out at machine-gun speed. "Why is the human looking at me? Does she like me? Does she hate me? Does she like or hate me? Why is she still circling me? "Will she nuzzle me? Can I nuzzle her? Does she like me? Does she hate me? What—" Her thoughts were annoyingly loud and chaotic. I pretended to circle her a few more times, but mentally, I was drowning in her psychic high-speed rambling. Rather than overthinking, I decided to go on the offensive and deploy some cunning tricks.

Thought after thought of Cole fucking me or touching me kept invading my mind. ‘Enjoying those thoughts?’ He suddenly asked, bringing me back to reality. ‘What.. was that?’ He took a few steps forward, smirking. ‘Vampires have powers, mine just happen to be mind control’. ‘Mind control? Like.. Can you make me do things I don’t want to do?’ Nodded, his smirk grew. ‘Yep. I can read your thoughts, make you do things you don't want, make you forget things.. Make you think things, Invade your dreams... Your head can basically be my own personal playground.’ I definitely didn’t like the thought of that.