Harry Potter Nature Magic Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He was about to put her palm forcibly on the trunk but I stopped him. Closing my eyes, I let my magic connect with the earth, air, and the water under the ground; looking for any deviations or blockages in the energy flow. I was stunned to find that someone had placed a Duse spell on the portal. My lips stretched in a victorious smile as I used my magic to render the spell useless.

The burning inside me suddenly ceased to exist. The dagger left behind a loud, unnatural roar. A pulse of hot power ripples through the air as the dagger rushes forward, spinning, a soundless shockwave creeping in its wake. It passed over the knights and slammed hard into a huge tree trunk. A roar of furious wind roared from the tree, howling like a beast being released. A vortex began to spin where the dagger had stuck. I swallowed hard. It will swallow us all. Did I cause this? I thought, clutching my forehead. It is out of the question. How is that possible?

May flicked a grape at his forehead. "Yeah," Nathan lied. The scent of Rita's magic—ozone and wildflowers—cut through the din of the hall. His wolf whined in his chest. Allure. The word slithered through his mind like his father's voice. Was this all it was? Some spell she didn't even know she was casting? Kai leaned in, grinning. "Or are you too busy not staring at—" Nathan stood so fast his chair screeched. "Library," he gritted out.

By the time it reached Soren, it was almost as tall as the bell tower. Phaedra’s offensive spells were those that called for mass destruction, and also required lots of mana, making her borrow from nature. Though, it’s been a long time since she did atleast one of her offensive spells and in truth, she somehow missed being this bloody crazy witch chasing after the enemies with a tornado. She almost forgot the fun of it all. Magic circles are boring. Nature’s power is what brings out the true power that ancient witches have. Soren’s eyes widened as he realized a tornado was chasing him while he was chasing Akira. He picked up his pace, but he eventually changed directions in panic and thus lo

Goody two-shoes mages like Nate treated necromancy and blood magic like anathema, but blood and bone held power like no other substances on Earth. All my magic, all of my life force — I tore it out of myself and slammed it into the ancient tree, begging it to wake, to speed up, to burst out of its narrow track of lethargic, incremental growth and movement. To leap into action, in a way trees decidedly didn’t. For a long minute, too long, I thought I was throwing my energy away, that it would be absorbed into the tree’s massive life and dissipated into the earth.

Even his smile that almost tore his lip was so bright that Luna couldn't stop rolling her eyes. She was only forced to do it because of the context from the diary that came from the Terra Tribe. It may not have the same magic that could quickly imbue the diary owner's knowledge to its next owner, it still had a lot of knowledge about the magic of its previous owner which was nature magic. And it also seemed like the previous owner had a broad knowledge about it since he could almost do anything to everything that's connected to nature.

"What if this doesn't work and he dies anyway?" Placing a hand on her back I take a few deep breaths, waiting for her to compose herself. "We won't let that happen," I smile. "You are the best potion master Araminta has ever trained and I," placing a hand on a broken twig of thyme, pour a small measure of power into it, and the shriveled herb springs to life, "I am a natural-born green witch. We'll heal Rudy. And then, we'll save Sly."

The floor sparkled, illuminated by the gentle glow. Enchanted by the sight of the moon, she couldn’t help but murmur, “Stunning.” The room she had always thought windowless now unveiled its secrets, revealing a glass pane that transformed into a large door, offering a seamless transition into the woods whenever desired. “I’m a wizard, and my existence is intertwined with the forests. I can’t imagine a life without them. To improve my skills, I must put in relentless effort. Thankfully, the moon and nature support me,” Hendrick revealed.

she continued and I was drinking her words like hot cocoa on a freezing winter morning. “Now, magic is all around us. It comes from nature and from within. Nature heeds your call when your heart and spirit is one. Self belief is the key. You have to believe that you can do it. You have to believe that you have the ability and the power to command nature and it will do your bidding. You have to look for that part in you where the power is stored and tap in it and let it control the flow of power. When nature believes that you have the potential to handle the magic, it answers.

'' Concentrate the magic within your body at the tip of the wand and release it here '' she said and the tree grew up again . '' Can i do that ?'' Arthur asked . '' Yes you can try it '' said Noir . '' I will show you '' Noir said going behind Arthur's back and coming clpser to him and touching his hand with hers . '' Hey what are you doing ?'' he mumbled . '' Bear it for a while now try to feel the magic that i am giving you feel it '' she whispered . Arthur did that . '' Can you feel that ?'' she asked . '' Yes it's like the flow of water '' he replied .