Harry Potter Shield Spell Novels & Stories

I said, stepping toward the ruins, the fire in my chest ready to burn the place to ash. But a voice called out behind me. “Wait.” I turned sharply, every muscle coiled—then saw her. Sherry. She walked up with a calm purpose. “I’m going to shield you,” she said, her voice steady. “So you can use your power inside.” I blinked, surprised. “You can do that?” I asked, glancing at Elijah. He nodded once.. But Sherry only smiled—confident, unfazed. “I am a shield,” she said. “I can only shield your mind. The ancient magic in the ruins won’t touch you—not while I’m holding it.”

“Life or death situations are the best. But—” “Maledictus morti!” Claire shouted. I whirled around to face her in time to see an inky spell hurling through the air straight for my face. There was no time to reach for my wand. I threw my hands up as a shield, and felt a shudder as her magic collided with mine. I peeked through my lashes at the glowing blue barrier that surrounded my body. A perfect protective bubble. Just like I’d thrown up to ward off Vexx in my dream, even though it was not a dream.

So the shield lets in water - great. I took a deep breath, focusing all my energy on the shimmering shield surrounding the car. I extended my hand towards the barrier, feeling the crackling power surge through me. The shield responded to my command, slowly shifting its form under my control. With a determined expression, I channelled my magic into reshaping the protective film. I visualised it retracting from the car and wrapping around me instead, like a cocoon of energy. The shield obeyed my will, swirling around me in a protective embrace.

The only thing Golden took out from the ring was a new set of clothes; he couldn't move well with that beggar's look. Hyrk and Golden remained there some time learning the legacy. They couldn't waste such an opportunity to learn it. [The user successfully created the Magic Skill "Fire Shield".] [Fire Shield Level 1: Generates a spherical fire shield that covers the whole body. Fire Element. It requires 3 Origin Points. Mastery at level 10.] The spell they learned was a defensive one, but although it was a shield, if someone physically attacked it, the attacker would also get damaged by the fire.

Jess wished she were standing closer to Caine but reluctantly took Kiaan and Damien's clammy hands when they reached out to her. "Say these words three times," Damien ordered. “Shadows lurking in the night, I summon you, come to us tonight. Give us the revenge we seek, Twist the strong and make them weak. I call on you to make this spell magick, so mote it be." After the third iteration, Jess looked about the room and noticed the others doing the same. Brows raised, Kiaan asked, "Is something supposed to happen?" "Not now," Damien assured him. "But it will. Trust me."

She loved it when Dominic gave her anything new. “This is a defensive spell,” Dominic said. “It hardens the air around you, turning it into a shield. To be of use, it must usually be done very quickly, so the spell is only one word. I cannot say it—or even write it—without invoking the spell.” He picked up a twig. “I’m going to write the first part of the spell in the dirt and then I will tell you the final letter. After that, we’ll see what you can do with it.” The wizard squatted down and carefully scratched “BONDUU” into the dirt with the twig. He stood up and let Leesa study it for a moment, then wiped the letters away with his foot.

Master Tsertinand stops his task and turns to me slowly, his face a hard expression. "What?" "You heard me correctly," the Headmistress states, "she is a magic-less being who managed to conjure a magical shield." "Impossible." Master Tsertinand abandons his craft and rushes toward me. "Do it again." "Um, I don't know how?" I reply. "Do whatever you did at that moment!" I raised my arms over my head and crossed them. The shield erupts around me, glowing a light magenta. Both the Headmistress and Master Tsertinand gaped.

Anyway, on the big paper, there's a drawing of a dragon while currently on a kind of square shaped something which I draw last night. "As you can see, there's a square on the outer part. That's what we call magician's wall or shield. It is a defensive spell that's made to protect the covered part of the wall" As I said these words, one of the noble raised his hand confidently. Looking at his expressions, he seems to think that he won about something.

“Just remember that the three Council members have a special bond. If the witch is with them, they can read your thoughts and share their strength, so you have to be more diligent when shielding. But you must always shield when you're near the Head of the Council, no exceptions.” “What sort of bond? Can it be broken?” Mr Patrick’s attention turned to the door, and then he stood up and walked towards it without answering. “We have to go; I can’t do this spell for too long with them here. Take that potion as soon as you can, somewhere safe. Hopefully, you’ll be more shielded at our next meeting, and we can discuss specifics.”

I whispered as Tyler and Dylan came walking up to fight along side with my friends causing me to smile. Shaking my head a small genuine smile still on my features I turn around to see the group of eight guys. I let out a hum causing all of them to look at me "sorry about this but you guys wont be in the fight" I said before bringing my hands up. Making an orb like shape I push it towards them before I lift my hand up causing it to expand sucking the large group inside causing Tobias to bang on it wanting to be let out. A protection shield is hard to keep up especially with supernatural's trying to get in and out so I used a longer spell but I'll have to lightly focus on it so it doesn't fall