Harry Potter Spells Alohomora Novels & Stories

"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."

She was sure it was faint, but he hadn’t opened the curtain yet to glare at her. She felt him turn and raise his hand to the curtain, and before he could touch it, Aurora cast a spell under her breath and immediately teleported away. The Teleportation spell was a simple and hard spell to learn at the same time but Aurora understood its context very well. It was one of the spells she made sure she knew everything about when she started to broaden her witchy powers. It comes in handy when she has to escape situations that weren't in her favor. “Whew! That was a close call. He almost caught me!” Aurora exclaimed as soon as she felt a change in her environment. She was no longer in the diner.

“We need to hurry and do this spell before I’m powerless.” We went back inside quickly and gathered around her kitchen table. Xander stood at the doorway, keeping watch of the dark curse with a grave look on his face. “We have less than a minute,” he announced. “Do the spell quickly!” Hazel began to speak the spell in her Latin tongue; as she spoke, a gust of wind whooshed around her house, lifting our hair up and around our faces. The table began to shake wildly as she clutched the bowl firmly in her hands.

“Her spell is made to bind, to hold. Breaking it will take more than strength… it’ll take something pure, something that can heal what has been broken.” Alice nodded, hopeful. “I’ve tried everything I know, Nana, but none of my powers seem to reach him. Do you think there’s a way—a potion, perhaps—that could break her spell?” Leonora stood, crossing to a small chest in the corner of the room. She opened it carefully, her hands moving with reverence as she sifted through the collection of herbs, roots, and vials within. Finally, she lifted a small glass bottle filled with a pale, shimmering liquid that seemed to pulse faintly with its own light.

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.

"Let's do something more complex. Repeat after me." Lorraine nodded eagerly, holding out her hands just as Ellie had done. Ellie raised her hand and said, "Wingardium Leviosa" And fire immediately caught the wood she was pointing to. Ellie turned to Lorraine and smiled confidently. Proud of her mastery. She loved the look that was evident on Lorraine's face. Lorraine repeated the incantation, but nothing happened. There was no fire, not even smoke. She repeated again but nothing happened again. She yelled.

The next morning, Lilia heard footsteps approaching her cell. She was awake all night and didn't sleep a wink, she studied each spell one page after the other and now, she knew all the content of the book. As the footsteps drew closer, Lilia quickly knew that more than two people were approaching, she stood up, raised her gown and tugged the book into her gown in a position where she wouldn't suspect a thing.

I didn't understand what she was saying, till she pulled out a cloak belonging to Alina. I gasped realizing what she intended to do. Being an adept learner of magic, I eas aware this was the Zalum spell; an ancient spells used to kill a person who was far away. "You won't dare!" I declared trying further to break free from the ropes and with the smile the old witch had on her face, it became apparent that she was determined. Just when I believed all hope was lost, a very loud thunderous sound came through catching everyone's attention including myself. A growling sound, alongside shades of light was slowly heading our way.

Sorcerer was right behind me running with me. As she saw us running through the bridge, she pointed her two arms at us casting the spell, "EXPECTO-PATRONUM!". Then a wide range of wind started to chase ur through the bridge. It was pretty faster than we were. It almost reach the sorcerer but he pointed his stalf at the wind and casted the spell, "ANAPNEO!!". suddenly another wind arose right under the bridge and collapse with the one behind us. We made it out of the bridge then looked back, and we saw the witch to be very angry. She couldn't pass through the bridge because those strong winds have damaged it.

A loud shrieking sound came from the beast. If he wasn't angry before, he sure was now! Think Hazel, THINK! But what the fuck could I do? I was just a girl, a stupid girl waving a stick at a nightmarish beast. What could a stick do? Suddenly an idea popped into my mind. I lifted the stick higher and made sure it was directly pointed at the beast. "EXPELLIARMUS!" I shouted. But nothing happened. FUCK! This spell always worked for Harry Potter - most of the times.