Harry Potter Mind Magic Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"Where is this! Argh!!!” "I can not see!!" “There are monsters! Run!!" Various screams from the troops were now emerging. “What spell did you cast on them?” asked Bianca in a whispering voice to the voice inside her mind. “As I told you. Mind blowing spell. This will influence their minds to madness, and they will never gain their sanity back. Don't worry, it won't affect the witches and supernatural beings who will run to this place to search for some shelter." "I hope I took the right decision to trust you, fox," Bianca mumbled as she said it. ***

" Val started thinking about how she had killed Rollins. Rollins was an evil person, so he deserved to be killed. Maybe his mate didn't know about this. How was she going to explain to her. A derisive snicker brought back her attention to Annalise. Annalise had a smirk on her face. "You must be stupid, Val. How can you say my mate deserved to die?" "Huh..... Can you...?'" Annalise interrupted. "Yes I can. I can read minds. Not technically, but I bought a magic from a very powerful witch, so be mindful of what you think around me. And do not ever think you would escape from here because you would never. There are some powerful sorcery guarding this place, so my dear Luna, do be careful."

"You idiots. If you'd just loved me, everything would've been fine, but no, you had to search for your precious biological daughter and prepare all those gifts for her, talking about making up for lost time. Those were all mine, mine!” "You said you'd treat us equally, but you actually couldn't wait to empty your entire fortune for her. If it wasn't for that, I wouldn't have had to kill you so quickly. Fortunately, she was also an idiot who actually believed me when I said you didn't love her.” "Idiots deserve to die, but now I've at least reunited your entire family. Now everything the Harringtons have is mine to enjoy." Amidst Victoria's triumphant laughter, my consciousness gradually fade

Too hungry. Killian’s knees still pressed to the cold stone, but the talisman’s burn had faded to nothing. The invisible walls around his magic were gone. His shadows surged at once — a living tide inside him, ready to pour out and choke every light in the room. But that same power… bent toward the First’s pull. Like it recognized the voice. From above, the thudding of boots drew closer — the guild forcing their way down. Harlow’s voice carried, raw and sharp:

The sharp crack echoed in the dressing room. The powerful magic behind the slap sent her flying. Crash! Gene slammed heavily into the vanity sink, hair messy, blood leaking from her mouth. Before she could even crawl up, a cold light flashed in my eyes. Telekinesis activated. An invisible force slammed onto the back of her head, forcing her face hard into the sink basin. "Mmph! Let me go!" She thrashed wildly like a dying fish. I slowly pulled a silk handkerchief from my sleeve, elegantly wiping her foundation off my fingers.

He had never dared to speak of it, but often he thought with anguish of what might happen to him if the lunar madness took hold of him. Would he be as strong as the Mad One? Or would he be hunted down and shot by order of the Council? The question did not even arise. He had neither the power nor the authority of the Mad One, and he would have been slaughtered without a second thought the day his lunacy got out of control. _ She is beautiful, Harry! Hurry up! Get closer to Mate. Mate is waiting for us," Till cried admiringly. Harry swallowed hard and took a step forward. He felt as if he were walking on clouds of cotton. The world suddenly seemed softer, more tolerable, and less cold.

“Okay, infiltrate my mind and tell me what I’m thinking,” I groaned aloud. “Margery, I’m not a mind reader! It’s impossible for me to know what’s going on in your mind!” “Pathetic!” She spat as she twisted her face. “You can’t even read my mind how do you plan to manipulate what’s inside of it,” “I don’t !” I groaned. “You’re not listening to me. I’m not even sure I have magic. But if I do then all I have is my ability to listen in on mindlinked. That’s it!”

When I reach into her mind again, I still cannot read her entirely, but I can feel her emotions, and she's been stabilized, utterly. Furthermore, something tells me that I won't be able to read her mind anymore, not even with the influence of AI Kira on her. I can feel the aura of practiced magic on her, and it is strong enough to not make me able to read her mind unless she becomes vulnerable or distracted, or she allows me to read her, willingly.

Inwardly, the mindlink thrummed alive with her voice, low and silken. ‘I have an idea.’ Her mental tone carried the sharpness of mischief and strategy blended into one. ‘Take me closer to Markov. I want him to see. I will let some of my magic free, only enough to catch his attention. He won’t be able to resist it. It’s the perfect snare, and once he’s caught, we will reel him in.’

His voice shook and he sounded ready to cry. “Oh, my God. They've killed Helen,” I gasped. He shook his head. “It's almost worse. When she comes around, she's going to wish that they had.” “What do you mean?” I demanded. “What could be worse?” Randy bit his lips and turned a pale sweaty face toward me. “They used magic on her. They figured out how to do mind control. Now the Huntsman doesn't even need to control her body because he can make her mind believe whatever he wants.”