Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Ravenclaw Emblem

May the Goddesses by with you through your life Blessed Be My blessed children Blessed Be. Ravenclaw Coven 0001 A.D.

“And headmistress Morwen?” “Headmistress Morwen fears me,” Harry said with a chuckle that wasn’t entirely human. “She should. Once, she tried to bind me to her will. She failed. But she thinks she has another way now.” His eyes moved to me, sharp and knowing. “You.” My skin went cold. “Me?” “Yes.” His tone softened, but words were sharp. “ Raven left you with a fragment of his power when he died,That power is dangerous. Headmistress Morwen craves for it. She’ll tear the academy apart to claim you.”

He blinked up at her, and for a second, she felt an odd flicker of pity and understanding. Then she saw the emblem, a flash of metal at the fallen rogue’s chest as he crumpled from Thom’s counterblow. Korra lunged, her hand closing around it before anyone else could claim it. The sigil was a broken crescent moon entwined with a black braided knot. It smelled faintly of oil and river mud, someone had deliberately marked him. “A planted emblem,” Korra shouted. “They want us to think this was a routine raid, they want to point a finger at rogues.”

Ding, ding, ding, we pull away to see Silvia standing on the stage. “Can the birthday girl please come to the stage.” Silvia says and I feel Octavia stiffen in my hold, she knows what’s coming. We walk up to the stage and our dads come through the side door attached to the stage, holing her cake; a Harry Potter themed three tier cake, the bottom layer is Green (Slytherin), dark chocolate devils’ cake, the middle layer is Blue (Ravenclaw), milk chocolate mud cake and the top layer is the Marauders map, with a silver wolf howling on the top, it’s a white chocolate and raspberry centre sponge cake. There is black frosted roses and other HP symbols positioned around it.

He immediately pulled out his hand and opened the pouch. Then it shockingly made the Vice leaders on high alert. His eyes widen in disbelief and the students gasped upon seeing the contents of his pouch. It was a symbol of a sea serpent wrapped around what seems like a coin. A very rare sigil, especially among the four houses of the academy. The headmaster was at a loss for words for a moment. He couldn’t believe what he just saw. Immediately, he steps forward and he caught everybody's attention including the Vice leaders.

With the information they found, they quickly returned to Omem, who in the meantime, had made herbal pouches together with Esmee. 'Listen carefully. The three of you are going to get him back. This pouch is to retrieve Raven from the twilight zone he resides in by the spell. It has the rune sign Eihwaz on it, which means traveling through the worlds. Remember it well! Make sure Raven is himself again before traveling back through a gate. He must be out of that spell! That's vital! ‘Omem looked sternly at them from over her glasses and her voice was curt. ‘This pouch has the rune sign of Elhaz, the oak. This protects you while traveling. And this third amulet is to travel further if necessary

Before either of us spoke again, the flutter of wings drew our attention. A raven landed atop the palace wall. White. Every feather gleamed against the dark stone. Around its neck hung a narrow silver tube. The bird looked straight at me, utterly still, then dipped its head. The tube slipped free and landed in the dirt between us. Rowan frowned. "That's new." I bent to retrieve it. The wax seal stopped me cold. It wasn't the Crimson Dragon emblem. A silver wolf coiled around a dragon. I'd seen that symbol only once before.

⸻ They spent hours studying the remaining records from the First War. Most were incomplete. Pages had been torn out. Names had been erased. Entire events had been removed from history. But one pattern kept appearing. A symbol. A black crescent surrounded by flames. Riven frowned when he saw it. “I’ve seen this before.” Elara looked up. “Where?” “On the walls of the Hollow Crown fortress.” Her expression changed. “Lucien’s symbol.” Riven nodded slowly. “But that doesn’t make sense.” “Why?” “Because the symbol is older than Lucien.”

Before I could reply, a sharp sound echoed above us, it's was a loud caw. I looked up. “What was that?” “A raven,” he said quietly. “But not an ordinary one.” The black bird circled once, then landed on the railing beside us. Its eyes glowed faintly red, and tied to its leg was a small scroll sealed with a strange, dark symbol. My heart raced. “Damien, that symbol” He already knew. “Witch coven.” I swallowed hard. “From my mother’s side?” He nodded slowly. “Probably.”