Harry Potter Snake Mirror Novels & Stories

Adrian's expression fell. "What are you looking at? I barely escaped with my life from that place. Don't feel bad for my sorry state. Those souls didn't fare any better." Thalia glared at Adrian and the others, taking out a pitch-black bronze mirror from its bosom. Besides a deep and non-reflective surface, the mirror was also carved with dark dragon patterns. "This mirror can reflect dragon souls. Although she’s still transforming, she can use this to leave the magma pool," Thalia explained.

As she moves to sit up raising her hands, the warlock sees her move and in a rage roars as he unleashes what looks like his worst. Sarah tosses a mirror in the air and to say the light show was spectacular would be an understatement. She managed to toss the mirror before the powers hit her, instead the power hitting the mirror, and bouncing off it and back into the face of the warlock. He screams in agony as his powers burn his own body. Shards of glass rain down on Sarah as she lays there helplessly letting them fall piercing her body.

Releasing my grip I let myself fall backward and directly into Corvu’s arms, but there was no time to enjoy the moment. The ground shakes, and the giant has decided to come check on the sling of trees he had collected earlier. Hiding ourselves behind one of the leg chairs we wait till he goes back to whatever it was he was doing, but something’s not right. Why wasn’t he moving? There is a giant bowl, that’s somewhat shaped like a frying pan, hanging on the wall. In it’s reflection I can see the giant pulling on the rope I had just used to get down. He tugs on it and it snaps like a thin piece of string.

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.

Horrified. At the memory of what happened, more tears fell. "Mirror, mirror, made of glass, show me Snow, do as I ask." All of Sharra's mirrors were enchanted, making it easy for me to find Snow or anyone, if necessary, though I wouldn't break a student's trust. It had to be life or death. But with Snow, we had a bond. As the spell began to work, my reflection wavered back and forth until it vanished. In its place was a darkened room. I could hear kissing noises.

“Search for 5 kilometers round. Now.” A small magic circle glowed golden on top of the mirror. The surface then wrinkled and turned a milky color. When the color settled, the mirror showed an image of a big nose. “Someone is in possession of it.” said Dorin. “Can you blow it up?” asked Seb, his voice dead serious. “What if someone just innocently picked it up?” Dorin asked surprised at his friend’s request. “It might be a kid, or a janitor, or something...”

I stopped walking and almost shrieked when the vines of the roses in the hedge I touched turned to snakes. Eyes widening, I stepped back. A flicker of light blinded me for a moment before I noticed the mirror in front of me, in between the hedges filled with snakes. Though it looked like a huge mirror, it didn’t have my reflection when I was standing a few feet away. Instead, it had an image… no, an image didn’t suppose to be moving but this one seemed to be alive. It was staring at me. It looked like an animal but I wasn’t sure what it was.

"Show your face, you sneaky witch. Who are you? Why are you busy disrupting my portals? If it's the last thing I do, I will kill you today." By this time, the huge water snake had lowered Harold and the crew down. He released them in the middle of the werewolves. When Harold tried to reach for his wand, he discovered that apart from his eyes, mouth, ears and nose. His body was paralyzed. He could not move an inch and neither were Tina and Carla. They could not move any of their limbs as well. "You vile snake, what did you do to me?" The snake hissed angrily but slithered away towards the other snakes. Apollo laughed together with Poseidon.

He has lived for centuries,always returning to earth with different faces and bodies, but still the same. But she could pull pieces,fragments, and shadows.In a new body. That night, the scrying mirror in Morwen’s sanctum sparked. She stood before it, exhausted, robes torn, hair wild. And there he was. Harry. Not as he was. But as he had become. A reflection not in glass,but in smoke. His face was totally different now, eyes burning with a violet flame. “You look worse than I left you,” he said, in a mockery way.

Chapter 2️⃣4️⃣ ❤️ Myrrak's Jealousy ❤️ She went back to the wardrobe and reached into the same hidden place where she had gotten the dark orb pendant. This time, her fingers touched something cold and smooth. She pulled it out carefully. It was a small hand mirror, round and old, with tiny gold around the silver frame. She wiped off the dust with the edge of her dress, gave it one last clean swipe with her palm, then cleared her throat quietly.