Harry Potter Potion List Novels & Stories

"They don't talk." As she headed out of the room, I raked my fingers through my hair, trying to put it in order. A normal day in the coven. It'd have been abnormal if no one fought. Standing, I took out all the essentials I needed from the potions pot, including some burdock roots, sulfur, and a bottle mercury. I took pains to keep my fingers around the base of the mercury bottle, hoping the element wouldn't make contact with my skin. Mercury was to witches what wolfsbane was to lycans.

She pointed at a page in the book. Hannah and Garin moved closer to the table and stared at the spell within the book. The list of things they needed for the potion was quite a lot and they were also rare and hard to find, and it would take them a while to gather it all. “We’ve got some serious work to do,” Hannah said after seeing the list. “Where can we get all of these ingredients?” Garin asked. “I have most of it here in my store. The remaining ingredients won’t be so easy to acquire. We need an Alkili root, the hoof of a baby pig, and…” she hesitated.

Warmth spreads through me, making my veins and muscles come alive. It’s as if I’ve inherited her gift, clarity washing over me. I scan the grimoire, noting the ingredients I need. I search the jars, my hands trembling slightly, and gather everything required. I grind the herbs with the mortar and pestle, following the book’s instructions to the letter. I toss the mixture into a large pot on the stove, adding the final ingredient—a ghost dahlia.

“I wanted to show you the progress I’ve made on the healing potion.” Harold leaned back in his chair, his piercing gaze locked on me. “You’ve completed it?” “Yes,” I replied, my voice steady despite the storm of nerves in my chest. He reached for one of the vials, holding it up to the light. The green liquid glinted, and I couldn’t help but hold my breath as he examined it. “W hat’s in it?” he asked. “Calendula, wild thyme, gingerroot, and a few other herbs for inflammation and recovery,” I explained. “It’s designed to speed up the healing process for minor wounds and reduce swelling.”

Suddenly there was a flash of light from the portion, Deluna raised her head up as her eyes turned purple before reciting the final incantation: Protego sitalalum, umbra rea Abstergo malum, astra mea. Guard me, The light guardians, From danger and darkness, I pray The potion glowed with an ethereal light, its energy resonating with Delunas' magic. The surrounding air shimmered, creating a protective barrier. The potion was activated, and her essence was safeguarded. With a satisfied smile, Deluna turned and sealed the vial, her task complete. The candlelight dipped below the horizon, casting the room in a soft, lunar glow.

That’s when mistakes happen, and that’s not something I can afford. Pandora brings me a bottle of sage leaves. I grind three up while the water boils, and then add the other ingredients. I stir the potion thirteen times and then drop in the scrapper heart. The potion bubbles up to the top of the pot, and I put a lid on it right before it boils over.

Trey throws a ball of light up ahead of us, illuminating the large cavern. In the center is a small pond... A hot springs, emitting the black mist. But at the center of the springs is a small rock? It has something written on it. I don't know what it is, but I'm sure this is the origin of the poison. "There it is," I whisper, stating the obvious. "Well, yes. Now what do we do?" Trey asks, circling the hot water. "I need to contain it," I say. This is something I can actually do. And now that I'm not an emotional wreck, I can focus. This is one of the most basic spells I've learned. All I need to do is put up a shield around it.

I touched her forehead and neck but it felt as cold as a marble tile. Suzy started pounding concussions and mixing all sort of herbs together. I removed the necklace from my neck and gave her the prized antidote. I watched her pour five drops of the magic potion into the mortar before picking up a knife to slice her hand. "Everyone come over here, we need some Marshall blood in here," Suzy said as some drop her blood fell into the herbs. I picked up the knife, slashed my wrists, and released some drops of my blood. My wrist started healing up and in some seconds, it was as good as new.

, Ntate Mogoadi thought to himself. After listening to her story of a messed up marriage, Ntate Mogoadi gave her three folded papers with brown powders in them. With incantations in between Ntate Mogoadi gave her orders on how to use the medication. He sent her off with the an assurance that her marriage would be restored after following the orders he gave her.

My curious eyes still examined the contents carefully , in attempt to know what the potion was made up of . “ It’s vervain, lavender and other leaves mixed with magic. They are powerful herbs and fruit.Nothing harmful. Drink up,” the witch looked intently at me. Opening the vial, my gaze moved to the man beside me, my mate. Looking at him was all I needed to be sure that I wanted to do this. I pinched my nose and poured the unpleasant liquid into my mouth.The elixir had a fruity taste but it tasted sour at the end . Immediately, when I got everything down my throat, magic vibrated through me.