Harry Potter Spells Accio Novels & Stories

One by one, I added the ingredients into the boiling pot and watched with an evil delight as the liquid boiled. As the moonrays danced around the doll I held aloft, I knew it was time to complete the spell. With quick movements, I tossed the doll into the boiling liquid and closed my eyes, my lips beginning to move in silent incantation. “Spirits of forgetfulness, heed my call. Consume this thread that binds my son to his love and destroy the love within. Let this spell be complete. So mote it be.” My breath caught in my throat as the liquid in the pot began to bubble with intensity, the boiling reaching a feverish pitch that forced me to take a step back. The liquid seemed to take on a life

My hands tingled as I focused on the spell, reaching for that hidden power. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. “Invisique,” I whispered, and the world around me blurred. The magic worked like it always did, wrapping around me, hiding me from view. With a quiet step, I moved toward the door. The room was silent. Everything felt different, as if I had entered a space where no one could see or hear me. I pressed my hand against the door, careful not to make a sound, and slowly, I crept into the hallway.

"You're lying! I don't know you! Sienna must have paid you to frame us!" The sorcerer fell but laughed even more wildly. "Frame you? Alpha Misael, you came with Luna Alayna to my black market that night. You even asked about side effects. Now you won't admit it?" She pulled out a time crystal ball. Inside, the scene showed Alayna asking greedily, "If I use this, the pup inside Sienna's belly will be transferred to mine?" The sorcerer's voice echoed, "Yes, but only if you make the carrier yourself and let her smell it."

Hoping that some deep instinct tells one of them to try the locator spell one more time. I hold my hand over the bowl, letting my blue glow as my powers build and combine. Thumbs side by side and close my eyes. Putting my entire self into visualizing their faces and into pouring intention into being heard. “Hic sum, non lateo. Lux mea surgat, iter monstret. Amica manus, ad me veni.” I chant it slow and sure. Hand warming as I cover and lay them on the bowl, sensing my magic growing and building under what I have contained, until gentle heat forces them away. This spell is underwhelming but effective.

And slammed its paw into the glass so hard I thought it would shatter. Panic flooded my body, and my instincts kicked in. My mind went into survival mode. I had to cast something. Anything. I raised my trembling hand and whispered the only spell I could remember: "Veyr'alor mirani kelthéa… veyr'alor mirani kelthéa…" (Let all that does not belong be gone…) Light swirled around me, and I felt my entire body go weightless, like I was being pulled into a whirlpool of energy. My head spun. My vision blurred.

I pressed my cheek against his back and closed my eyes. "Protective enchantments," he replied before continued to whisper some words which I did not quite catch. I unfolded my arms and faced him. "What?" He whipped the stick on his hand and spoke louder. "Cave Inimicum, Fianto Duri, Protego Horribilis, Protego Maxima, Protego Totalum, Repello Inimicum, Salvio Hexia, Muffliato, Repello Muggletum." I could not help but laugh. Oh, my God. He really was putting some protective enchantments. "You are such a legit Potterhead!"

I sighed as I focused on performing one of the spells uncle taught me. This spell helps us find a person's location, it is not a very difficult one, but it does take a lot of your concentration and energy. I have failed twice because I keep losing my concentration. I have Aiden's shirt so I could perform the spell to trace him. I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath and pushing all the thoughts away from my mind as I concentrated at performing the spell. I used everything as uncle instructed me, I did everything he said and concentrated only on the spell. It took me a few minutes before I was able to see the oil move on our coven map and the red spot formed. I looked at it in awe, I couldn't

Draco's deathly aura when he entered the van indicated he was in one of his worst moods, which was very surprising considering he had been with the lady boss just a few moments ago. Let's face it, Draco had finally been showing human emotions these past few weeks ever since he met Miss Jones. The man was previously like a robot who, apart from his deathly glares and his signature frigid scowl that always adorned his face, showed no emotion that could tell you what he was thinking or feeling inside.

With a deep breath, I channeled my energy, my very essence, into the incantations that would allow me to strike back. Gathering the strands of magic around me, I envisioned the sorceress's location, her form etched into my mind like a dark silhouette against the canvas of my thoughts. With a whispered word, I invoked the teleportation spell. The world blurred, colors melding into a whirl of motion as I traversed the distance between us in the blink of an eye.

Once Myra had disappeared into the office, Aeron activated the spell to track the vehicle that had been tailing them, his senses honed on the trace as he followed the thread of magic that bound him to the mysterious vehicle. Arriving at the intersection where the spell led him, Aeron’s senses were heightened as he noted the familiar vehicle parked outside a chic restaurant. A surge of indignant protectiveness coursed through him, his jaw tensing as he contemplated his next move. Aeron's mind raced as he considered the best course of action, his eyes scanning the surroundings for any potential witnesses. Determined to confront the stranger without causing a scene, he moved stealthily towards