Harry Potter Spells Printable List Novels & Stories

It was now my turn to smirk. He lifted up his hand and his smile was replaced with a frown. "What the hell!" He exclaimed. "The ring..." "It's gone, I know." I cut him off. "And it's right here with me." Steve came into the picture with the ring. I teleported over to his side. "Great wait, dear." I smiled. "How..." Sage was about to say something but got interrupted. "It's a recall spell if you don't know." I heard Morgana's voice.

"Before moving on to our mild offensive spells, let us discuss first the last spell under survival type. The FLEEING SPELL." Professor De Belen spoke once more. This time, she intended to give her students an actual demonstration. She waved her wand and chanted the spell, "SKOTEINÓ THÉAMA"1 Upon successfully enchanting the spell, a blinding light shoot out from Professor De Belen's wand and it instantly engulfed the entire classroom. It lasted for about a minute before the dazzling light gradually faded.

Shaking her head, Lexi said, “I don’t know except… oh. Here we go. It’s at the bottom of the page right here. It says, ‘Some people who claim to be witches are able to protect themselves from these deadly elements, such as wolfsbane and silver dagger’s claw by the use of a particular spell that they cast before being attacked by their enemies. Though the spell will only last the span of two to three hours, it is said to be quite effective.” “Does it have the spell listed?” Everly asked. Lexi nodded. “Yes, it does, but I’m not going to read it aloud. That could be dangerous.” One of the other women read it to herself over Lexi’s shoulder. “Wow, that seems pretty powerful. I could see that tha

She moved herself trying to sit while she grabbed the blanket to cover her body. "Andy, I know you deserve to know, but please promise me you'll try to understand." He sat in front of her and hold her hand. "I am not human, I am an Encantado," he started. "Encantado what? What do you mean you're not human? You mean to say I just made love with a monster?" She panicked. "Monster? Andy, I am not a monster! I am way far from being a monster. Yes, I possess power, I live in a magical place not visible to human eyes!

The book looks ancient, in an intriguing way, old leather binds the pages together. “Come look at this.” I call over to Creed. Skimming my fingers along the cover. It’s so beautiful, I start skimming the first few pages seeing simpler spells like, blindness spell, forgetness spell, protection spell, as I keep scanning each page the spells get more and more complicated. “What did you find?” Creed asks when he gets up to me. “My mothers spell book… there are some very complicated spells In this.” I whisper out loud. Creeds pov.

“I summoned them. Tell them what you need and they’ll fetch it.” I swallowed hard and reached for my satchel at the foot of the bed. My fingers fumbled as I pulled free one of my mother’s spellbooks, the worn leather cover cool against my clammy hands. My heart raced as I flipped through the pages, skimming past wards, charms, and healing rites until I landed on the spell I needed. “Yes, here.” My voice shook as I read the faded words. “I’ll need wolfsbane, powdered moonstone, river salt, and fresh sage. Quickly!”

CLAIRE's POV “As you know, spells are divided into classes, which are elements. Fire, water, wind and earth,” Aunt Axera said as she paced in front of me. I stood rigidly to the ground, palms made into tight fists as I listened to her. Her eyes found me and she continued. “Some spells differ however, like the healing and protection spell. There is one more spell, one which I will not mention.” I cocked my head with my eyebrows raised. I wanted to question her on what spell she was talking about, but the look on her face told me that she was not willing to talk about it.

The smoke disappeared into the air. The candles and incenses were lit on the table to create a flicker in the breeze blowing through the kitchen. She placed the crystals in the oven. Red for blood, fire, violence, health and danger. Orange for change and yellow for mourning. Black for evil and dark. She began stirring the crystals in the oven with a wooden spoon as she chanted a spell. The oven became so hot the spoon began to catch fire. She reached over to the sink and filled a glass with water. She propelled the glass of water onto the fire. The steam spelled out Slaughter Hill. The spell was completed.

Daisy herself felt the denseness of the wood and felt her butt herself ruminating about the chair itself. Which had many other students muttering about the hard seats and the coldness of the room. “Now let’s get started, Welcome to Strange Magic." This year we are going to be learning about all potion-spells, conjuring, forbidden spells and all you need to know about the magic to do and not to.” He stood up grabbing a vial from his cabinet that had slimy black molasses, at an angel he poured the substance into the cauldron.

Micca leaned over and sniffed the bundle I placed in front of her. I picked up everyone one by one. “Yarrow, mugwort, rose, rosemary, and ginkgo. Alone and they aren’t much but together, with a little sacrifice and the right words, and we have a spell.” I handed the last bundle to Wendy. “I’ll go first.” I placed the candle in the center of the bowl and lit it. “Fuck.” I got up and went to the kitchen and grabbed a knife and came back. “A knife?” Hanna paled, but I just chuckled.