Harry Potter Scorpius Novels & Stories

“ You want them so bad? “ Sardonyx smiled. “ Come and get them .” Fury tore through the hallway as the vampwolves exchanged blow for blow. The enchanters bank free from their clash and released a wave of gold magic at her brother. But Scott’s inhuman speed allowed him to Scott the walls avoiding the attack, and kicking Sardonyx against her side. Sardonyx stabled on the ground as she released a sonic scremn pushing Scott to the end of the hallway. The young vampwolf covered his ears, conjuring dark energy around his body & building it up.

These batches of scorpions were different. "Fireball!" Joaquin casts and throws a huge fireball at the smaller scorpions while trying to avoid their sharp grasping pincer. The scorpions squirmed and dark blood gushed out before it burned into ashes. Bryle aimed at the bigger scorpion. But he repulsed back when it attacked him with its deadly sharp tail. Bryle and Joaquin immediately covered their noses as the scorpions emitted toxic smoke. Bryle cast a poison-resistant spell for him and Joaquin. He got off the scorpion and ran to attack the giant scorpion that guards the Queen of the Scorpions.

The person they called Pyro was wearing a red crystal-like armor with the carvings of dragon scales. It suits him well since Pyro has red spiky hair, deep-set eyes, and slightly muscular build. And stood in the height of 5"9. Read novel fast updates at novelb(i)n.NET At their arrival, the commander stuttered towards them. "You are the reinforcement sent from Seeker Association?" The commander asked Pyro. Even though he already knows the answer, he needed to ask anyway. "Yes, we are from the Seekers, of the Red Dragon Party." Pyro casually replied.

The more you care, the more you have to loose. ~Harry Potter, Order of Phoenix •• Noor wasn't sure if she wanted to be annoyed, angry, happy or disappointed. The flirty playful guy she had met twice on accident was actually the Mr. Umar Lukuwa she was supposed to meet.

Harry's answer caught my attention. Harry talked about Sora's aura. He was the only one who could talk about it so openly without asking for anything in return. Harry was a hybrid, born with the power of a werewolf and druid mixed together in his blood. I turned around to look at him. “What do you mean? No one's aura can change. Didn't you say that when we were in the academy? You said it to her when she was convinced that she could change her aura by training hard.” I asked Harry, my tone was laced with my anger.

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.

"aurora boralis thou great aurora, my spirit recides in a world of rest, i am a cut through history, finding the secret of immortality is my goal. Aurora bolaris undying spirit shall awake , Osíris shall be my Helper." Just as professor Snapes stopped the incantation to ask the students which word they noticed appearing most Gao yu started muttering some words. "heather, heather i am a branch of aurora, my body is the vessel of the undead i am a secret that is left to be solved," Gao yu start muttering as the pupils in his eyes started to slowly disappear.

Cyrus appeared in my office, sitting on a couch. I glared at Cyrus "stop teleporting into my office unannounced" "Master Cyrus" Bronte greeted Cyrus. Cyrus is from the lineage of powerful Sorcerers. Scarlet was once the most powerful witch but after her death, Cyrus became the most powerful Wizard. When Scarlet died, the witches became an enemy to us saying we killed Scarlet, except Cyrus, he never blamed me for the death of his sister but that doesn't stop the witches from causing a ruckus among the Lycans.

“What is this?” “Do you watch the series called harry potter?” He asked, and when still don’t get it, he explained, “You know, some fantasy that humans made about us supernaturals.” He then pointed at his little gift, “That character is named Remus Lupin, the werewolf there.” I nodded my head, looking at the little human that transforms into a wolf keychain type. “And? What should I do with this?” I asked again. “I hope you’ll keep it.” He trailed off, his tone narrowing but then he cleared his throat, “Are you happy today? Did I somehow convince you that I’m serious?”