Harry Potter Petrificus Totalus Novels & Stories

"Show your face, you sneaky witch. Who are you? Why are you busy disrupting my portals? If it's the last thing I do, I will kill you today." By this time, the huge water snake had lowered Harold and the crew down. He released them in the middle of the werewolves. When Harold tried to reach for his wand, he discovered that apart from his eyes, mouth, ears and nose. His body was paralyzed. He could not move an inch and neither were Tina and Carla. They could not move any of their limbs as well. "You vile snake, what did you do to me?" The snake hissed angrily but slithered away towards the other snakes. Apollo laughed together with Poseidon.

Lucien was on a rampage. His scarred face made people impossible to recognize the famed King of Werewolves, who was once a ruler. He ran through everything that came in before him. Many witches and wizards stood alerted by the 2nd floor as they welcomed the werewolf with a spell. Pegasus sighed as she lift her hand. 'Fereis' she mumbled the spell under her breath. Her dark magic flowed through the air like green, bewitching fire. She caught up with the fast-moving beast in time, throwing the spell on him as she stopped him in mid-air.

I didn't know why but I was tense and disinclined to do this. What am I thinking I can do this I muttered. As I stood near his door and used my dark magic to see that he was sleeping on his desk inside. As I pushed open the office door it was open and he was really sleeping. Perfect, this was my chance. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a potion I had brewed, which would make him become paralyzed slowly, he wouldn't realize it at first but he would lose all his powers and will start aging quickly, his lifespan cut short.

With that, he exerted all his spiritual energy, channeling it into his warhammer, and swung fiercely at Travis once again. However, this time, Travis had already completed an advanced spell and pointed a finger at Ben. Ben immediately felt as though he had turned to stone, frozen in place. An advanced spell: Petrification. Meanwhile, Lisa, disregarding everything, ran towards the window with her daughter. However, in Travis's hand, a ball of flame appeared and shot directly towards Lisa. "No!" Ben silently screamed in his heart, consumed by rage and despair. His daughter was only three years old; he could not let her die like this. But under the Petrification spell, he could not even move a

Alice stared at Alicia with fear in her eyes as the pain started to spread through her entire arm. Gia turned to look at Alice and a wide smile spread across her face. She started to recite the spell of the forbidden magic in a louder voice and the pain In Alice's arm became worse. Gia brought out the small bottle that contained Alice's blood and opened it. Gia poured the contents of the bottle on the page of the book and suddenly the book started to glow bright Amber. “It's working!” Gia muttered. Her eyes were filled with anticipation. “sectumsempra legilimens Avada Kedavra!!!!!”.

She simply regarded me with indifference, only speaking when necessary. Canice abruptly approached and seized my hand, forcefully spinning me around to face him. Felicia, my wolf, stirred within me, ready for a confrontation. "I'm still speaking to you, lady," Canice hissed, pushing me roughly. Instinctively, my wolf's reflexes surged through me, and I reacted with a sharp slap across his face. Almost instantly, Louisa materialised beside me, her hand striking my cheek with a stinging force. "He merely asked you for a simple favour, and you dare to slap him!" Louisa berated me. "Is it his fault your witch mother met her end through her own misdeeds? Do you intend to kill him as well? Apologi

“You should have treated me better. That’s okay, though. Astrid and I will be much better off without you and Lucille.” Looking down at the paper, I finished the incantation. The final words were heavy, thick with dark magic that felt like a drug as it shot into my blood stream. Invoko mortise … reliset demokana … The liquid in the bowl began to bubble and blacken. It quickly rose to a boil, sloshing over the sides. I backed away, remembering my father’s words earlier this morning.

The others who came chasing after them saw the scene and were astonished. What happened before their eyes felt like something from the movies. Was it a spell that Kaze just cast? Petrificus Totalus? Kaze then moved his fingers away, pulling out a glimmering silver needle that was as thin as a strand of hair. A tiny dot was left in between Myra’s brows and it started to bleed black. “Someone used this silver needle to cast the Puppet’s Curse on her.” Kaze had a closer look at the silver needle. After exposing the needle to the air for a few seconds, it started to turn dark green.

A loud shrieking sound came from the beast. If he wasn't angry before, he sure was now! Think Hazel, THINK! But what the fuck could I do? I was just a girl, a stupid girl waving a stick at a nightmarish beast. What could a stick do? Suddenly an idea popped into my mind. I lifted the stick higher and made sure it was directly pointed at the beast. "EXPELLIARMUS!" I shouted. But nothing happened. FUCK! This spell always worked for Harry Potter - most of the times.

The witch’s enchantment did not feel like sleep. It felt like drowning in warm, dark honey. My thoughts thickened, my limbs turned to stone, and a seductive whisper coiled through my mind, promising that surrender was peace, that struggle was pain. Across the room, I saw Kaelen on one knee, his mighty frame trembling not with weakness, but with the Herculean effort of resisting the pull of oblivion. His wolf was fighting, but magic was a foe it could not rip apart with fangs.