Harry Potter Patronus Meaning Novels & Stories

"For you to go to my territory. "You are not a monster" I said because I felt it... I have the ability to know if a creature is a monster based on their energy. It only failed with that girl because I couldn't feel any energy coming from her. "That's true because I'm a Mage— a sorcerer," the old man replied, who was pulled back by my soldiers. Because people are more afraid of witches. The mage has the power like a god... but has the heart of a demon. I immediately pointed the blade of my weapon at the old mage "Then it's not our god you worship..." I shouted then quickly attacked but someone blocked my sword... the girl with orange eyes, like a lightning flaming weapon suddenly appeared in

"Noticed that, didn't you? Auror Tonks here, have an ability called metamorphmagus, it allows her to change her appearance at will." At the explanation, Auror Tonks started her own show, cycling through different colors of hair and different shapes of noses, much to the boy's entertainment. "That's brilliant!" The boy said as Auror Tonk went back to her 'original' pink hair and nose. At that moment the fire in the fireplace flared into tall green flames and Professor McGonagall walked out of it. "Good morning, Professor McGonagall, we were waiting for you." The strict witch looked around the office and took in the presence of Amelia Bones and two aurors, and Larry Potter.

The silver wolf was covered in blood. A huge wound torn on the wolf's abdomen, he opened his mouth, yet his deep, firm voice that was born with dominance was not shaking. "Without your twelve Dim Patronus to protect you, how big a chance do you have against me?" Perses answered with only another question. The smug in Perses's tone started to worry Kitty. But to her surprise, Erebus didn't seem to care-- "And where did you send my cute little Patronus?" "To do good deeds, of course. Saving some poor human here and there..." Perses smirked, making a quote with his fingers in the air when he said "good deeds", "only far away from you. Sorryyyy."

― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "I am not your friend, Hunter. I do not think we could ever be friends considering the only reason I made acquaintances with you is so that I could use you." This was not what I had planned to say to him but since the words had come out, there was no point in taking them back. I hated to see the pain reflected in his dark eyes, how his smile faltered until it was gone without a trace.

I drank it all in one swift movement. Jason, I wouldn't beg for your love again. I was going to love myself. So… Why are you the one who ended up regretting it? ... I looked at the crystal vial in my hand. The pale, pink liquid shimmered inside, giving off a scent that was both mesmerizing and dangerous. This was the legendary Love Potion, the forbidden magic of our world of Werewolves. Drink it, and the target would have "love" etched deep into their soul for seven years.