Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Necklace Horcrux

But before he could pull his hand away, I held onto it tightly. “No matter what I show you…you won’t go calling Draco.” I narrowed my eyes at him, to which he just shrugged his shoulders. “As long as you aren’t stealing weapons from under our noses…it should be fine.” He agreed. “So? What’s the big secret? Now you got me real curious.” Sighing, I let go of his hand and pulled down the collar of my shirt to show him the necklace that I had found in Draco’s office last night…the necklace that I had been wearing since then.

“What is this? I can feel an aura, but I can’t take in what it is giving me.” “It’s an azurite necklace. It will shield you from being hypnotized, and it can detect if there’s a witch nearby.” “But not a demon?” I asked. My brows furrowed. “Why do we need to detect a witch?” “Lucius and I tried, but detecting a demon cannot be transferred to any object. Besides, that necklace is not mine. It belongs to the witch who was helping Lucien, the one he killed himself at the cove. I buried it when she perished, but I went back to claim it a few days ago.”

She never noticed how much she has lost herself. Harry was looking as usual a hulk. Handsome hulk wrapped in a designer suit. His cuffs had his company's logo K written stylishly. Then Rose realized the dress and his suit was designed and made by kale textiles. He stood in front of her before turning her around. Her back again got attached to his back as he forced her to look at the mirror. She got startled when he wrapped a beautiful white pearl pendant around her neck. There was another small pendant dangling around her neck which didn't fail to curious Harry. She always wear that pendant and he had no idea why?

It had always been safe. Besides, the Moon Necklace was not an ordinary object that could be easily misplaced. The reason was that the Moon Necklace was a sacred artifact of an ancient sorcerer whose greatness was legendary, passed down from generation to generation with the utmost care and respect, and only their descendants could use the Moon Necklace because its power was closely tied to their souls. Therefore, it was impossible for Rowena to lose the Moon Necklace without noticing. Of course, she would notice if something happened to the moon necklace. In fact, she should have been able to sense any abnormality when the Moon Necklace disappeared from her.

Is there something I need to know about her? “The day I brought Lyra unconscious, I noticed how you stared at her, especially her not-so-fanciful neckpiece…” She sighed, her shoulder dropping. “The necklace is a replica of an ancient piece belonging to the direct descendants of the moon goddess. But, I'm not sure yet. Time would tell I still got to make some findings.” “If she is what I think she is, then your days with this plague will soon be over,” She said. “What !” I felt a pang in my chest.

Realization struck her and she let out a breath of air, nodding as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Of course,” she whispered. “Sneaky.” “I’m sorry?” I asked, raising my brows. “What is sneaky?” “This necklace holds the most sacred magic,” Orenda explained. “Only one exists in the entire world and it’s meant to go to the most powerful and purest witch. It was a gift from the Moon Goddess herself. That way, even after death, her magic can live on through her offspring.” “How would Maeve get something like this?” I asked, narrowing my eyes at the pendant. “It used to belong to her mother…”

That was the last time I was going to ever see her again. We got back home and uncle Michael offered to make some coffee. “Hermione. What’s that on your neck?” Aunt Courtney questioned. I had completely forgotten about the necklace around my neck. “It was at home. It was mom’s.” I said, looking down at the inky black pendant. My fingers rubbed on the main piece of it. Aunt Courtney looked at the item a little more closely and something in her eyes changed. It was like she saw a ghost or something because the next minute she shrieked and yelled that I should take it off and get rid of it.

Wells. "Oh, my goddess," Dr. Wells exclaimed, looking at the sparkling silver necklace, unable to resist reaching out to touch it. "Be careful, it can harm you," I quickly warned him, "Anyone other than Haydn and me who touches this necklace will be burned." "That's a pity!" Dr. Wells withdrew his hand with regret. "My necklace and Bella's necklace are a pair, blessed by the Moon Goddess with magical powers," Haydn added. "So, Your Majesty, do you have the same talent?" Dr. Wells' interest was piqued again.

They can not go around without wearing the amulet for too long otherwise their bodies will get weaker and weaker with each passage of time. I turned to the next page .There was a picture of the necklace,the same necklace I saw Luna Victoria was wearing in the portrait and the same necklace I saw in my dream. It was written beside the picture that after death of each warlock or witch their stones are preserved and was given to their next generation otherwise the child will be controlled by devil .With each generation the stone will get more powerful .Once the necklace is put on any magic users child's neck it will trap it's darkness inside.

"Of course. You must be careful. They must be looking for the Grail of Immortality and Youth that disappeared a long time ago and I don't think they've ever performed a ritual with it. While they only have the chalice of flames." The chalice of Immortality, that's what was kept in the secret room. Chaz was right, those mystical grails were indeed the most sacred objects for the black magic world. Elgar and Kathleen began to prepare everything before heading to the witches' hideout. Kathleen is very good at making potions, and I didn't expect her to find such a deadly poison. I guess they really wanted to use their abilities to do good. "Do you trust them now?" I asked Alden as the two of the