Harry Potter Snake Basilisk Novels & Stories

I held my hand over the basin and let my blood fall. The fire exploded. For a moment, the entire chamber was filled with light—so bright I couldn't see, so hot I couldn't breathe. And then it was gone. The flames returned to their normal size. The symbols on the basin stopped pulsing. The Council sat in stunned silence. "Well," Vera said finally. "That was… impressive." I stepped back from the basin, my hand still bleeding. "Who's next?" I asked. Niklas was next. He walked to the basin with the same cold grace he did everything else. His face was unreadable. His hands were steady. But I saw it: the tremor in his jaw, the way his chest rose and fell a little too fast.

"I've been looking for you for twenty-seven years." I found out later that serpents have an instinct to mark their destined mates. After coming of age, they're driven to seek out a specific scent that belongs to them alone. No one expected that Victor would feel nothing for any female shifter, and that he'd find what he was looking for in a dirty corner of a human city. He told me that in that moment, twenty-seven years of restless, churning blood went still. "Marry me, Cassandra. I'll give you everything."

Rachel said angrily, "What gave you the right to send him away? Did you even ask if he wanted this? You've always been so selfish, Elsie! You never think about other people’s feelings. "How can he adapt to the wild when he’s been living in comfort for so many years? Letting him go free in the wild is equivalent to murdering him!" The air was suddenly filled with dust swept up from the ground. Rachel, who was busy throwing a tantrum, swallowed a mouthful of it. Once everything in the air had settled, a giant python appeared in front of everyone. When it stood on its tail, it was as tall as two men. The python was shiny white, with silver circles imprinted all over its body. The patterns on it

I stand there and mentally calculate all the possibilities of me walking out alive of those caves. The caves of Zesux are considered the most dangerous caves. It’s said to be on of the portals to hell which is guarded by a basilisk named Zesux. It is a serpent-like creature with the head of a rooster. It is capable of causing death with just its stare and is incredibly venomous. He tilts his head to a side and I see his lips curl into a sly smirk as if he knows what I am thinking. “I want the Basilisk’s eyes.” He says and I feel my heart stop beating in my chest. My whole body shakes as he throws his head back and chuckles at me. I step back, trying to run away and he instantly growls at me.

Nova asked. “This is anguis stella, or better known as sun snake. It loves to devour dark magic. You can feed the marble to the snake and let it eat the dark magic. Seeing as your shadow is not technically dark magic, it should be fine,” Jaime explained while looking down at the sun snake. “Should be?” Ares asked, picking up on the possibility of Horatio being hurt. “You’re the seer boy, take a look and see.” Ares stilled for a moment, letting me know he was looking into his future. It was harder for him to see his own future than others, so it took a while, but eventually he leaned his forward and stared into the glass cage of the snakes.

[Half-Blood Basilisk - Disaster Rank] Level 135 HP:9700 CON:970 (1 CON= 10HP) DEF:1250 DEX: 250 (1DEX= 5 DEF) ATK:890 STR:297 (1 STR= 3 ATk) MP: 650 INT:130 (1INT= 5MP) Speed :33 AGI:33 (1 AGI = 1 Speed) Skill- Petrifying Gaze(Disaster) Poison Domain (Disaster) [The Basilisk is a huge, eight-legged reptile that prefers to live underground. It is a creature of Chaos, originating from the time of the first demon era. Basilisks are creatures so inimical to life that they poison the very ground they walk upon. Its aura taints anything that draws near, destroying anything in its range and its power increasing with

Blakely Held in place by dozens of shimmering chains stood the biggest snake I’d ever seen. It was the size of a school bus. No, even bigger. Ulrich stood and raised his hand, silencing the crowd. “The Goddesses final opponent of the night is the mighty—the fearsome—Basilisk!” The crowd roared and cheered as I fought to keep from pissing myself. ‘Control your bladder, woman.’ Aris huffed, ‘I refuse to die covered in urine.’

and said,“It’s starting already.” I asked, “What did you do?” “Nothing much other than disrupting the boundary spell around the pack.” She laughed. No. No. No. The pack was totally exposed to attacks from outside its boundaries because the protection spell had been broken, oh gods. However, why? How could she possibly do that? I heard a huge crash as the falling ball of fire struck the witches’ apartments.The witches’ lodgings had burned to the ground. I pulled out my dagger and pointed it at Rubi’s throat, holding on to it fiercely. “You bloody traitor!” I was about to murder her, but Rubi’s crazed laughing made me change my mind. I was curious to find out what was making her laugh, so I i

No, it wasn't an eye, but a form or marks of an eye. "The looming storm that gathering above, will soon fall to devastate the land. New heroes will rise, and many comrades will fall. Soon, the minions of light will be scouring the forces of darkness. Yet only the uninvolved residence will suffer more from this insurgence." The man whispered behind the straw hat with a tinge of mystery. However, Yman and Sistela both did not hear it. All the equipment that he bought were stored in his Cyber Storage. Yman and Sistela next went to the tailoring shop to buy a cloak with poison resistance. It was stated in mission details that Evil Rats were a poisonous beast. Although the resistance mostly could

Apparently, when she was trying to follow me she put her hand against a tree without noticing the basilisk resting there. “I don’t know how to and I don’t think we have enough time to gather the ingredients.” The basilisk is a fearsome creature native to this forest. At rare occasions, they wander inside the village looking for food, so the Mothers made sure to teach us about them. They do not attack elves unless they feel threatened, but once they do, a single bite is enough to poison an adult to dead. Their most distinctive trait is the putrid smell of their venom. “I… can’t… feel my… legs…”