Harry Potter Shrieking Plant Novels & Stories

she said in a shaky voice. She took her hand and pulled her to the shady part of the garden. "I know you're not an Encantada, you're human just like us, please don't eat the black rice..." she was trembling as if she was afraid of something. "Ok, ok. I won't eat that black rice again just calm down ok? What's wrong with that black rice, is it somewhat poisonous or something?" she said in a lowered voice almost whispering. She doesn't want to put her in a difficult situation.

Anthony has been going out a lot leaving Amelia and me with ink, ink doesn't seem that bright so I've been trying to persuade him to take us out, but Anthony has his claws in that poor guy. Today had just been like any normal day for the life we're living now, as it was on the warmer side of days for it being nearly winter, I was in the garden with Amelia under the watchful eye of Anthony in the kitchen. Amelia can now sit up by herself so she was just playing with her toys on her blanket, while I lay down looking at the sky. The peaceful day was disrupted by a scream coming from the neighbours garden, I make sure Amelia was okay before getting up, Anthony quickly running after me, I managed

Then when I’m sat reading a book on plants my mum had I find something particularly interesting, no wonder she loved plants, she had a book of plants that witches used and one of the properties was to disconnect, it got me thinking about my spell for breaking mate bonds and if I can find some of this plant it could be a key ingredient. I’m sat telling Christie about my idea when we hear a crash through glass upstairs followed by loads of footprints. We hear deep voices that we don’t recognise and a disgusting smell that I recognise as rogue stench. We’re as quiet as we can be, hiding in the darkest corner of the room, then we hear the knob on the door rattle, someone is trying to get down to

The memory of the haunting remained in their minds, but they had overcome it, and it was just another chapter in their ongoing battle against the forces of darkness. One day, as Logan was walking through the forest, he came across a strange-looking plant. It had long, spiky leaves and a deep purple flower that seemed to glow in the sunlight. He picked it up and examined it closely, wondering what it was. Suddenly, he heard a faint whispering sound, and the plant started to emit a strange aura.

But it was empty… For a moment, the foreboding feeling receded but as soon as they threw something in along with me, it resumed. Oh Goddess, wolfsbane! I shrieked, scampering away from the purplish blue plant that sat there in the room with me. Seconds later, Ginny was thrown into the room as well before the door was shut. “Ginny, get that thing away from me!” I half screamed in panic, if the throaty tone I made could be called a scream.

he quietly said, and the man who had directed him to me looked at him in shock as he couldn’t seem to comprehend what had just been said to him. “Release her. At once!” He thundered, and the young boy let go of the spear immediately, causing it to bounce and cut me a little, but no pain was felt. “What happened here?” he asked as he stood beside me, already letting the guards know he knew me, and a smile crossed my face as I buried the plants in my cloak. The plants were already changing, and they had a particular characteristic of screeching every twenty minutes. That was how witches and assassins like me located them for their characteristic purposes.

I explain. He was just starring at me white as a ghost. “Charles, you can manipulate other witches' powers , you’re a witch and you have one of the most incredible powers I have ever seen.” I declared. “Look, I can show you.” I grab a pot of a small aloe Vera plant and bring it over to the table where he is sitting. “Put your hand over the plant and gently encourage it to grow in your mind.” I say. He’s still looking at me like I’ve completely lost my mind, but he places his hand over the Aloe plant like I tell him. Instantly the Aloe starts to grow, slowly creeping up towards his hand.

Grunting, I got out of bed, found pants to wear and headed out barefooted. A frown furrowed my eyebrows when I found the entire kitchen area covered in smoke, but I could see her clearly, standing behind the kitchen counter. The entire work table was littered with plants but when my eyes settled on the diamond rock I had given her with the snake plant, I knew what she was up to. There was also a glass gourd which I knew witches often use to hold enchanted substances, herbs or trap spirits. My eyes slowly lifted to her and she looked at me with a wide grin that wasn't hers. Her eyes were pitch black and thread-like veins, sprawled and surrounded her eyes, snaking down her face. I sighed.

He shook his head sending a smile. "I'm fine." "How did Oraya get these?" She asked wondering how close they were as she continued putting in the needed ingredients. "Wait, cover your ears." She said and he did, she placed the siren infusion inside the water, a scream was heard, it would have broken the bottles but she had put a protection spell around them. "Ok, you can remove them." And he did. "She likes to hunt, why are you asking?" She shrugs. "Curious." He smiles, giving her the Devil's bitterweed, it was a type of plant that made you say the truth and it stopped any spell.

whispered Cynthia in Ada's ears. " Ya, what a rude douchebag ." said Ada in a slightly high pitch again. " Hey you miss picture perfect, you need to teach your friend how to whisper," said the boy looking at Cynthia. Cynthia gazed at Ada and Ada this time 'WHISPERED ' sorry. Cynthia passes a funny smile towards her just realising that how innocent Ada she behaves like a 6-year-old kid. As they reached the 4th floor and the lift's door opened, they just saw a tall and a bit chubby girl with long black hair wearing an oversized t-shirt with jeans. She just said 'ALHOMOHRA' the harry potter spell used for opening doors magically.