Harry Potter Slime Novels & Stories

They stared at the small boy in the grey jacket who had just eaten a lethal curse. Valen looked at the buckets of glowing green liquid, the concentrated magic they were pouring into the void. "Juice," he declared. He raised both hands. The green liquid stopped pouring into the hole. It defied gravity. It rose from the buckets, from the troughs, and from the spilled puddles on the floor. It formed a swirling river of neon slime in the air, spiraling around the boy. "Stop him!" Darius shrieked, his composure cracking. "He’s draining the lubricant! The door will seize!"

"Don't fret, little Baseline. We won't kill the father yet. He will make a fine thrall once we’ve extracted the prize." A bolt of green fire slammed into the floor at my feet, melting the "congealed moonlight" of the Spire's floor into a sludge of toxic slime. I felt the Hum in my blood recoil, offended by this jagged, wild magic. The witches weren't trying to index the world; they wanted to rot it.

Another said, and they chuckled irritatingly. Serena and I went up the stairs stealthily, and were surprised when we came to a kind of library, with lots of potions, on different shelves. “Lucas.” Serena called my name, moving to one immediately. I followed her, and saw a potion as clear as water. “As visible as air.” I read, and looked at Serena. It was an invisibility potion.“It wasn't a dream. I had really seen a scary creature over me. Thinking back on it, it was a hag. The old baggage used the potion, so we wouldn't see her.” She spat venomously, and we took the potion.

Between her thighs, her smooth, hairless pussy was visibly swollen and flushed dark pink, inner labia glistening and parted, thick strands of clear, slippery arousal stretching from her clenching hole to the floor in long, shiny threads. Hương Vy, 24, the young silk weaver, was even wetter. Petite but lush, her smooth golden skin flushed deep with heat. Her perky breasts heaved with every shaky breath, nipples tight and sensitive. Her tight, hairless cunt dripped freely down her inner thighs in warm, continuous rivulets, the sweet, musky scent of her young pussy filling the small basement and mixing with the storm’s earthy smell. Kien’s voice was low, rough, almost feral against the roar of

It was something alive and moving. To someone ordinary, this would be terrifying. But I was a demon, so I've seen worse things. Hell, I've done worse things! The other two kids laughed and cheered as the slime kept growing and covering half of my body from the waist down. "You are lucky you are cute, little shitheads," I said and smiled. The other two weren't evil but they seemed to be amused by their brother's behavior so they weren't any better in my eyes. I used magic to melt the slime off of me and turned it into a four feet long rope. Time to use his own magic against him.

]] (( the Slime Parasite to make it’s way out of her eyes, head and heart, her organs are what froze so that way she’d appear normal on the outside while her inside is basically frozen )) we stood and watched her for a bit and her body began to quake, she shook and began to cough like crazy and her hands tried to reach for her eyes (( open her eyes, she wants them to come out of her eyes but don’t let anything that comes out of her touch you )) he rushed over and opened her eyes and small long black worm like things fell from her eyes, her head was hanging over the edge of the bed so they fell to the floor where I has laid out two buckets with water and the serum from Mikelis vial, they drop

"Alright... The remains of a dead otter... It was still so tiny. I took a guess that it was still a newborn when it died. I did not understand the idea behind all this. But after you mentioned about spells and charms, I think I start to get the idea..." . "Yeah... But what kind of dark magic do they use in this modern world? Even using a dead animal as their tool. Sick. Sick to the head. Sick to the mind." . "That's not all, Harry... There were also yellow, rotten teeth inside there. Precisely three pieces. It was so disgusting, I literally almost puked upon discovering it all." .

He pleads with me with a pouty face, and I let out a small smile before handing him the cup back. "Thank you, baby." He says, and I roll my eyes. He drinks the tea in less than five seconds and throws the cup on the floor, making a burning sound. "Fuck! What is in that stuff? It is so horrible. Ew!" Harry exclaims as he rushes over to the side table in the room and chugs on the water in the jug shamelessly. "Prussian blue seeds and water," I say in an amused tone, and he sets his jug on the table harshly to throw a murder glare my way.

In order to find what it was, she casted a spell over it and the second instant, the little green pot in her hands changed to a large sized pot, while everything else over it also got magnified. Moving the pot, she stopped over the spot where the carving was. Touching it again, she came to know that the slimy and slippery thing was rushing out of the carving, which looked like a SNAKE! Spotting a snake carving, and the emitted slimy liquid oozing out from it, she was even more confused, and scrunched her eyebrows.

My mother called me one Saturday evening to her room, "we shall be paying a visit to somewhere in the city." She told me. That sunday about 3 p.m. we entered a public transport mode and straight away to the Crimson park. She bought two pairs of snacks, one for me and the other for her, as we look the snacks, we loiter around the pack and talk, "Paloma," my mother called me, "you must be careful with the boys that come around you. Be careful not to look into the eyes of any boy, you could be hypnotized by a love potion they have applied on their eyes, be careful not drink any drink offered to you by any one, you could be a victim of the love potions." "Mummy, how does this work, I mean? Does