Harry Potter Slime Novels & Stories

"And how can I do that?" "Pristine said that there is a potion out in the human world. If you can get that potion for me, I will become the first king of the vampires and attain all the powers a king should have. Everyone will call me the king," answered Phil. His two different eye colors, one blue and the other one green, were getting darker at the thought of unadulterated power. "And may I know where that potion is?" inquired Alexander. "It is with a girl. Pristine will give you all the details. You just have to bring the potion from her as soon as possible and —"

Nadine The ghouls began to surround me and Drago in a hurry. They were all spewing a lot of black slime from their mouths and when I realized what the slime was doing to the floor, I knew I was in big trouble. That slime was capable of burning anything, possibly containing some kind of acid and I couldn't let them near Drago in his human form. I will die before they hurt my mate.

I drank it all in one swift movement. Jason, I wouldn't beg for your love again. I was going to love myself. So… Why are you the one who ended up regretting it? ... I looked at the crystal vial in my hand. The pale, pink liquid shimmered inside, giving off a scent that was both mesmerizing and dangerous. This was the legendary Love Potion, the forbidden magic of our world of Werewolves. Drink it, and the target would have "love" etched deep into their soul for seven years.

She pointed to her bowl of black glue. “Serves you right.” Lumiere clucked her tongue at Lystra. “It’s good that I’m getting all the good stuff.” She proudly lifted her bowl to them with silver glitter on top of her slime. “My slime looks good too! Look at it, it’s so fluffy with those blue glitters.” Fauzia joins in the bragging of her slime. Zariyah moved Fauzia’s bowl to show her bowl. “Mine is perfect---except for the rice,” she said proudly.

’ Lucy told her as she led them to the back and stood there looking at all the rogues. Rage filled her when one of the rogues Sandy was fighting sunk his canines on her leg making her whimper in pain. She growled loudly making all the rogues freeze with the power that came with the vicious growl. While they were frozen, she growled once again moving her head from side to side like a dragon spitting fire but instead of fire, it was a blue light that turned the rogues to dust as soon as it contacted them.

"But?" Miria was reluctant to say it, but she thought for a bit and she felt like she needs to say this. So she looked back at her grandfather. "He ever came back with a dead fire slime..." Barun raised his eyebrows in slight surprise. "A dead fire slime?" Miria nodded. "Probably a baby one because of its size... But it's definitely fire slime. It's orange and slimy, and still warm. I don't know how he got it, but he looked so happy when he presented it to me."

(Aeternum Veteran Adventurer) “yeah..we saw it…are you telling us to look at it carefully?…..well…okay…..woah..is that a slime?..wait..why are these one have dirt color and it’s just eating the filth?…what is this?..”.(Young Adventurer Group) The Youngsters were shocked to see what inside the seemingly mundane and normal mop bucket, because in it were a single slime, that just sat in there motionless, and were clearly sucking out the filth from the mop. They were shocked and turned towards the informative Veteran Adventurer.

His eyes drift to the sludge and anger lights up his eyes in a violent flicker of light, He swears and cleans the blood dripping out his nose. My hand finds its way to Scarlett’s neck and I let it stay there, the skin-to-skin contact has her melting against me while Danis mutters a spell over the sludge. It lifts, and squirms. Blood drips from Danis’s ears as he continues but determination is a fierce force on him. The sludge revolves and contracts until it hardens and becomes an oddly shaped sapphire. Now in a solid form I see it for what it is,

" She didn't respond and stayed focused on her dirty duty while I kept watching. I learned from her father that she was a very troublesome child, a big fan of the witches of legend, so much that she brewed potions, usually using toad slime, and that she used them on her classmates, degrading her image so much that no one could believe that she had been chosen by a knight. I still wondered if I had really made the right decision. We remained silent for a little while when the sound of footsteps came furtively closer. "... Synergy: Gamma-Sigma"

It was the second time I burned myself with my cup of tea. I had recently bought it when I discovered an internet store about literary articles, and I instantly fell in love with the Harry Potter-themed cup that only required the coat of arms belonging to the book when it was filled to the top by a smoking liquid. Most of the time, I just filled it with water just to have the pleasure of seeing the dark color giving way to the brightness that contained the drawing of the most famous magnificent witchcraft school in the literary world.