Harry Potter Quotes Deathly Hallows Novels & Stories

"You're breaking the curse. Rejecting its influence. But there's one final test. One last fear to face." Everything went black. Then I was standing in a graveyard. Two headstones in front of me. One said Lucian Castellan. The other said Hailey Castellan. "This is what waits at the end," Helena whispered. "Death. For you. For everyone you love. No matter how hard you fight, no matter how many enemies you defeat, death comes for us all." "I know. I've never been afraid of dying." "Haven't you? Then why fight so hard? Why struggle against me? Why risk everything on a ritual that might kill you?"

I thought I could do this, I was preparing myself to do this for years but when the moment came I realized that I can’t. I didn’t want to die, I was afraid there would be nothing after death, just darkness, or maybe there will be even more pain there. “Maybe there will be a heaven? Maybe we can join this boy and his mother and go somewhere finally happy” Hazel said wishfully. “I hope so, I’m sorry I will get you killed so soon Hazel. Please forgive me” I said goodbye to her heartily before I looked into alpha Victor’s eyes and said rigidly “I will die along with them”

Chapter 75: Wolfsbane And Silver Hannah: We stared at the bottle before we glanced at Dr. Riley, awaiting his response on probably some more disaster. He looked around for a bit. "They are all supposed to be dead, but for some reason, they aren't," He sounded just as confused as we were. What did he mean by *they're supposed to be dead?* Wolfsbane doesn't kill. Harry took a bottle from his hands. "Wolfsbane doesn't kill. What do you mean they are supposed to be dead?"

And it is, a heavy tiredness settling over me almost immediately as the magic works its way through my body. Through the darkening haze on the edge of my vision, I see Hale brush my hair back tenderly. "See you soon, my love," he murmurs. With little hesitation, I welcome death, as it swiftly takes me away.

"You're so brave for us small girls like you But I'm sorry to say that you couldn't defeat me. You can see that you're halfway to meet Mr death. You know the one Who's wearing a black hood and if you look closer to him I am sure that You would be terrified at his dark eye." I suddenly remember the guy I saw when I penetrated the wrong wall when I followed the kid at the Palace. I was wondering If That was mister death that this mythical creature was saying Because the way he described Mr death was exactly the guy that I saw across the wall But wait Why would I go to solve that problem? I have my problem here and if I wouldn't escape from this creature I would surely meet Mr death.

Hyna said. Hyna lifted both hands into the air. Her magic pulsed. The clouds spiraled. Wind screamed. The earth cracked. Soraya gasped. "No… she can’t—she wouldn’t—" Seraphine’s voice broke. "She’s preparing a death spell. A mass-culling spell." Delilah’s eyes widened. "Everyone FALL BACK NOW!" Gabriel, barely able to stand, looked toward the witches. And saw it. Hyna floating above the battlefield, glowing white like a dying star.

She had her usual burgundy lipstick and long false lashes on giving her the usual powerful look. “To those that attended my funeral, especially my greatest enemies ofcourse I would be dead by the time this aired, thank you for attending my funeral.” She started and smirked. Edward scoffed and Mr Potter adjusted uncomfortably on his seat. “I couldn’t be more excited that you showed up. To my loved ones, I hope you miss my face at least.” Her minions murmured at that. Graham, whose eyes were glued to the screen just like everyone else still remained stoic. “Don’t let whatever the priest says deceive you, I am definitely ending up in hell and most of you will be joining me soon.”

“Does that make me a Ravenclaw or a Hufflepuff?” “Gryffindor.” Dean smiled at him. “They are courageous, chivalrous and determined. Plus, holy shit, the special effects.” JD laughed and hugged her to him. “I didn’t think that Harry was your type of movie. But I guess the special effects make it your type.” “Yeah. Especially the parts that aren’t done completely CGI. I mean even then; you have your place holders. And of course, there’s a forest named after me.”

Some witches who were casting the spell, fell to the floor, and it was obvious that the spell had sucked more than enough power from those witches. I didn't feel pity for them, because they are casting a spell to end me forever, and the only person who could open the coffin if it's closed is none other than my mate….. who's now dead. "dùsgadh bhith a’ tha thu a’ dol aagus gun gu bràthb chadal". "dùsgadh bhith a’ tha thu a’ dol aagus gun gu bràthb chadal". They kept on chanting the spell until the door of the coffin suddenly closed while making a loud noise.

He averted his eyes, staring at everywhere but me, "sure, he won't survive it, he's dead" How can he be so cruel and not even an iota of guilt for using me so wickedly to kill an innocent man, a man I love, I felt like killing him right now but I need to make sure I give him a befitting death, I have to look for that book, "a hundred ways to kill a wizard" and master the spells in it. "Are you alright?" He asked, observing me closely, I nodded, "I'm just tired" "Where would you go if you leave here?"