Harry Potter Mind Magic Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“If I remember correctly, you and I were pretty close back at the club. What exactly can you do?” “You felt that?” She chuckled nervously, tucking a few ringlets behind her ear. “My gift stems from spirit magic…it just works a bit differently. I can slip into someone’s mind, sort of like what vampires do. It’s not for very long, but there’s a lot I can do while I’m in there. I’ve never used it to seriously hurt someone…but I have used it to stun some of the handsy customers. I—I’m a novice at potions, more likely to singe my eyebrows off than actually make anything successful. I’ve also tried some small spells that have worked…well, all except for the love spell.”

I tensed my brow. His mind was numb. He was thinking, but those weren’t his thoughts? He was acting, but had no control over his actions? As much as his words were lame and unbelievable, they made sense. They made sense because there was a branch of magic that could control minds and manipulate people’s actions — forbidden magic, which was currently owned by only one person — Derek. Amor looked at me after reading Ian’s statement. Maybe he was thinking the same as I was.

What the fuck has Damian been doing, that sneaky fucker and how does Harlow fit into it? “How has the research gone?” Again he looks downcast and shakes his head. “Not great, in all these books I couldn’t find a way to undo the damage, not with a simple spell at least” he waves his hands in frustration but a light sparks in his eyes “However I was speaking to Miranda over in Cornwall when you came in, if you remember her power is in creating illusions, she can read peoples minds in a way that helps her to create something in their brain. She thinks with your healing power and her power together she could help you find a way through, to heal the memories and recreate them”

And Isolde’s soft words were all it took. Justin's voice turned to steel. "What could happen? She's a master manipulator! She's just screaming to trick you into freeing her, to get sympathy! Don't fall for it!" He was practically roaring. "Keep her down with the illusions! Until Isolde's ritual is over!" The blood link snapped shut. Scolded by Justin, Morwen turned all her fury on me. She intensified her mind magic. This time, I felt a cold, shapeless hand plunge directly into my mind. It shattered my defenses and its icy grip closed around my child's fragile soul.

I am completely frozen and my paws are stuck dirt deep into the ground. I am shaking and Malek is trying to fight the magic spreading in my brain. It fogs up my head and Malek whimpers, trying to rub his eyes with his paws because our vision suddenly turns gray. I think because of the dark magic. ‘Now, now. I will be seeing you very soon, my darling. I hope you enjoyed your presents. Soon, the next one is going to be worth it.’ ‘What are you talking about?!’ I snap at the voice.

"I… I had headaches during that year. Every time I was around Professor Quirrell, I felt like a nail was burning and trying to bury itself into my head." Larry Potter made a little pause, and continued. "And it was always in the same region, in my scar." He finished saying. Professor McGonagall was looking at him like a doting grandmother that wanted to hug his grandson, but she was holding back. "Yes, your scar. One of my wives, Joan, the black haired lady with armor, due to the inclinations of her magic and blessings, is very sensitive to corrupted and dark forms of energy. And she told me that she had sensed a student with a piece of corrupted magic centered around his head that was tryin

His voice carried a quiet authority, though she felt the tension thrumming in him. Alara inhaled, calling to Asena. She reached out mentally, letting her magic probe the haze around Marten’s mind. Instantly, she felt a malignant presence weaving through his consciousness—a subtle enchantment, laced with compulsion. Her stomach twisted with revulsion. She forced calm, focusing on unraveling it. Gradually, she visualized golden threads of her own energy forming a barrier, pushing back the dark enchantment that had anchored itself to the young man’s thoughts.

NOELLE’S POV, The next day I find myself back in the stone circle once again. Wondering what difficulties and challenges I will face today. Donna sits down facing me as usual and I look at her pa-tiently waiting for some instructions. She hesitates for a moment, “I know I said that I could teach you mind magic. And I do know how to open up the mind connection but I am not gift-ed with mind magic myself. Actually, there are only a few who are. King Hades is the most powerful one with being able to teleport visions, make hallucinations, etc. Others who have the gift can do small mind tricks or mind torture but the gift is different for every individu-al.”

But… magic isn’t hard for me to grasp at all, in fact, the more I’m confronted by it, the easier it feels to just accept it. “What do you mean?” “What do you mean what do I mean?” I ask back in confusion, snapping out of my thoughts as I analyse the glass on the table. It sure looks real. “Why isn’t the idea of magic hard for you to grasp?” he asks curiously, taking a step towards me. I narrow my eyes in annoyance, “Would you get out of my head?” He smirks, “So you admit I can read your mind.” I roll my eyes, “Sure, I admit you can read my mind, now knock it off. My thoughts are my private business, and you have no right to them. God or not, I do not consent to you invading my mind. Got it?”

“Haz, do you know how hard it is to trust someone again after you’ve been disappointed? I don’t like anything complicated. Don’t you know that?” “But in the face of love, nobody can keep a clear mind. Even the smartest, wisest person can turn into a crazy fool.” Somehow, Danielle thought of Karl. To her, his obsession with her was crazy. However, he did not love her.