Harry Potter Mind Magic Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He wanted to leave a mark. I felt like screaming, crying, and breaking his face. My magic snaked through my bloodstream. It peeked out at my fingertips, hoping to end it all. When I was about to ruin it, I heard over the mental link, “Hang in there, doll. I’m looking at you. I won’t leave you alone. Hold on just a little longer and this will all be over. I’m about to rip his head off.” Hearing that he was close to me made me automatically block Harry’s breath on my skin. I blocked out all kinds of emotions that he provoked in me. I became a real doll. “Okay, honey. I will resist.”

I was tired of being alone, tired of fighting myself, tired of fighting for the one's I loved and tired of making people forget about me, it was so painful to be not able to say hello to the person you spent happy memories with, if you ever bumped into them. He sat next to me maybe he could feel my pain so he simply spoke "I don't know why but I think just the way I can't read your mind maybe the same way, your magic can not work on me. You see there are other witches and wizards whose mind I can read, it's only yours I can't. Your magic worked fine on my family, they don't remember you but it didn't work on me. I felt something stop, something push me away, my mind went blank for a moment b

Luna lets out a quiet, triumphant giggle beside me, clearly pleased with the remarkable effectiveness of her magical intervention. "That enchantment should hold for now," she whispers confidently, leaning close so only our small group can hear her words. "I just manipulated the strongest decision-making part of his mind, making him temporarily a little more... understanding and flexible. It's a delicate spell, but quite effective when properly executed. The trick is targeting the prefrontal cortex without disrupting his amygdala—otherwise, he'd sense the magical intrusion."

I heard Rukky in my mind, but then I shut her out. The good thing about breaking through magic is that you learn the spell that created the magic you broke. Using the spell I broke and fortifying it, I blocked my mind, more potent than hers, so she wouldn't get in. I had to keep her out to stop her from altering the memory I had gained from her. I felt her trying to tug, and I remained alert. "If you continue trying to break in, I will tell someone," I linked her and shut her out immediately.

[Carys] They took a completely unknown route, dropping off Verity at some random port before sailing out for Xafran again. The waves violently crashed against the ship, sending quakes with every drift. I had never felt so helpless ever in my life. My strength was nothing before the power of the wizard’s mind manipulation. When Nox erased Verity’s memory of their crew and the ship, I could move my lips slightly because his attention was on manipulating her mind. That’s when I realized Nox wasn’t using some extraordinary air magic to bind me. He was using a simple mind magic to make my mind believe that I was his captive. The kind of magic which might not even qualify as a middle grade magic,

A faint hum filled my ears, the air around me growing heavy with the force of my magic. I could feel her presence lurking, like an unwanted whisper at the edge of my mind. Ariel. Watching. Listening. I gritted my teeth and pushed harder. The wall in my mind thickened, the cracks sealing shut. I imagined it stretching high, endless, and vast, something no one, especially Ariel, could break through. The pressure in my head built, sharp, and relentless. My magic sparked again, the heat traveling down my arms, into my fingertips. A gust of wind rushed past me, rustling my hair. My body trembled with effort, sweat forming at my temples.

With newfound determination, I returned to the memory, channeling my love and determination into every weave of my magic. The resistance wavered, Dorian's mental defenses weakening under the onslaught of my emotions. Inch by inch, I manipulated the memory, reshaping it into a fragmented version of its former self. It was a delicate dance, my magic entwining with the threads of Dorian's recollection.

Emily replied, her voice strained. Emma sensed the pretence, knowing that there was more to the story. Determined to uncover the truth, she turned to Drago, hoping for a different answer. But to her dismay, Drago echoed Emily's words, denying any underlying issue. Feeling the urgency to bring clarity to the situation, Luna Malfoy, their astute grandmother, intervened. She reminded them of her unique ability to delve into their minds if they refused to communicate openly. "Oh grandchildren! Do you remember that I'm having the ability to read each mind right here, no matter how well you hide what's on your mind, I will still dive right in." She bloated in with a knowing assurance smile, earnin

I had no idea what he had in mind and I would not give myself up for any harm so I sat still and expected him to issue the command again. Maybe with more force and sneer but as I waited, the command did not come. He turned back and began to stir the pot again. He looked like the exact definition of a wizard. He was a wizard! "I am not a wizard. Do not give your heart to such thoughts. I am only a magician." My heart skipped a bit. Did he read minds? Did that mean I would never escape from him and his brother, Lazer? "Do you read minds? How do you know my thoughts when I have not spoken them out loud?"

I quickly added in the mind-link, my voice coming out high-pitched and desperate. "Have you finished snitching on me?" The wizard in front of me sneered, causing my eyes to widen in alarm. He knew I was using the mind-link?! "So, you're a shifter, huh? Who did you mind-link to?" The wizard looked thoughtful, stroking his chin as he gazed at me. I pretended to look calm and composed, as if I wasn't affected by his words or the enchantment spell.