Harry Potter Soldier Fanfic 소설 & 이야기

Now that the dark forest is about to go down, still without an heir to lead them, they have become bloodthirsty and are wreaking havoc on our whole world, trying to bring us all down together with them. I let my soldiers run towards the battle, the havoc, the war, the chaos to be of help to others. Just behind them, there I was trying to stall time to garner back my energy fully and let it flow through me with ease. I let my hand fall to my sides, letting my fingers brush the bow hanging on my side just right beside my sword, it was a gift to me by the leader of the ministry of magic for my supposed happy coronation day. I grip my fingers to it holding it up and positioning my aim on a warlo

‘Hugo,’ I yell as I run towards him and throw flames at the soldiers. I circle a soldier in a sphere of wind that lifts him off the ground, the soldier panics and drops his sword. With his wrists still bound in front, Hugo picks the sword up. Hugo and I are back-to-back and lean up against each other. Hundreds of soldiers surround us. I gently place the soldier engulfed in the sphere of air gently onto the ground. The soldiers have familiar faces. They seem conflicted and hesitant. The weapons they hold shake in their hands. ‘You are my friends, my people. I don’t want to harm you,’ I yell.

he explained and tried to walk away. The soldier faced his wife and inquired, "Did you hear him? Clean up your sick husband before you take him to the doctor." Nevertheless, one of her maids left when she saw the video and concluded that her boss was evil and could not associate with them. Harry's wife looked around for one of them but could not find any. "Clean it," the soldier shouted again. At that point, Harry looked at the big screen and saw where he was discussing with Cecilia about the precious stone and shouted in despondency, "Stop the video."

She took down two with a few slashes of her blade, snarling at the remaining soldier, who was pushing her further back toward the wall of adamant. The soldier wasn't that much taller than her, but he fought like a demon. The small slits in his helmet were big enough that Sephora could tell that the male was far too young to be a soldier. She almost paused fighting entirely as she came to the realisation that the solider was nothing more than a boy. Child soldiers - Vince truly had no end to the lengths he'd go to get what he wanted. It made Sephora angry enough that her sword instantly ignited - causing some of the soldiers that Ambrose was fighting to swear and curse in fear. Good, Sephora

The soldiers blocked our view of Fritz, but we heard his loud, angry voice clearly. “You! You double-crossed me. Lied to me.” When we approached, the soldiers gave way, and I saw her, the red-haired witch. Fritz was screaming at her, twisting at his chains to reach her. The soldiers laughed at his efforts, pulling him back with the chain while the witch looked at him with amused indifference. He growled and cursed and threatened.

The townspeople were getting lesser and lesser while the evil soldiers are becoming greater and greater until all of the townspeople were turned into his evil puppets manipulating their minds. “Gather around evil soldiers of Veroma! We will declare a bloody war against my brother Merfoy! We will continue our journey to conquer the kingdom of Thamali! Besides the holder of the white flame aka the prince of Thamali is dead, thanks to that violet-eyed sorcerer who burned him! Fight you evils of Veroma!” Seres shouted as his evil soldiers shouted back in response while raising their fists. Seres can smell blood from innocent people waiting for him as he let out a deep evil laugh. Merfoy was awak

“But we’ll have someone else go undercover, or my son will never let us hear the end of it.” I can only nod to that because he’s not wrong on that. As the meeting breaks up, I catch sight of movement through the window, and my attention shifts completely. In the training yard below, Harry, who is now seven and sprouting up like a weed, is sparring with a retired Dylan and three other pack warriors. His movements are confident and he’s no longer the scared little boy who used to have shifting episodes. "Look at him," I murmur, watching Harry duck under Dylan’s swing and counter with a move that would make Wolfgang proud.

She queried with a flabbergasted grimace, her eyes flickering around with reckless abandon. "It's a surprise babe. You just sit still and watch what I'm going to do!" I said to her, pulling her by her cheeks. "Alright. No problems!" She accepted with a shrug of the shoulder and returned to have her seat. The soldier placed the pot of burning coal In front of me and then handed a long sword. I turned to the soldiers that stood behind our captives. "I need you to hold them down like your entire life depended on it," i ordered with a loud and firm voice that bore power and authority. They did as I asked at once, holding them with all their power and might. There were three soldiers to one man s

Draven POV I cleared my throat slightly, “the soldiers who drank the potion really became stronger. So strong in fact, that they could now challenge and even win, over the most elite soldiers. The king observed them for a week to see if the effects of the potion would stop, or reduce with time, but it didn’t. Instead they became stronger with each passing day. So he picked fifteen of his elite soldiers to drink the potion too. He sent out announcements all over the land to invite people to watch. Day after day, the people marveled at the strength of his soldiers, until—“

Swiftly, Brockley dodged to the side and felt the wind vibrations from the sword. Hush! The tip of the sword was stuck on the dry red ground. Harlino then pulled the sword back out. Seeing Brockley walking backwards and away, he thought Brockley was getting scared. "Are your hands starting to tremble with fear? If you surrender now, no problem. I'll keep you as my soldier, even within a year you'll have the chance to become a senior soldier because this is the first time a young soldier has dared to fight me. I salute you, stranger!"