Harry Potter Transfiguration Spells の小説・ストーリー

I think I should rest now but I’m not tired yet and I haven’t reached my goal yet— to release energy and form it into a weapon like a sword or something. “You can do it Crystal.” I whispered to myself before letting a huge amount of black energy out of my hands, just enough for me to create an output. I imagined a bow and an arrow and tried to make it out of my magic by slowly moving my hands in the air but I just ended up being surrounded by black smoke. I never thought that doing an enchanted craft can be this hard but how can a respectable school accept someone like me who only knows how to release her magic and knows nothing beyond it?

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!"

He asks incredulously. “Very nearly. I just have to cast the actual spell now. Give me a minute, I need to focus.” I answer optimistically. Harry quite literally covers his own mouth with both hands stacked one over the other and I snort out a laugh. Is it really that hard for him to stay quiet for five minutes? I turn my back to Harry, mostly because he is entirely too distracting and I focus on my spell. Five minutes later, the lanterns flicker to life in a burst of colourful sparks. I chose to make green, pink, purple, blue and naturally coloured lanterns. I’m hoping the colour combination won’t look too silly in the room and will actually just look cool. I complete the spell and stand th

"Noticed that, didn't you? Auror Tonks here, have an ability called metamorphmagus, it allows her to change her appearance at will." At the explanation, Auror Tonks started her own show, cycling through different colors of hair and different shapes of noses, much to the boy's entertainment. "That's brilliant!" The boy said as Auror Tonk went back to her 'original' pink hair and nose. At that moment the fire in the fireplace flared into tall green flames and Professor McGonagall walked out of it. "Good morning, Professor McGonagall, we were waiting for you." The strict witch looked around the office and took in the presence of Amelia Bones and two aurors, and Larry Potter.

His words echo. I shake my head and try to get to my feet. "They used a blocking spell on him. It will take a while for him to pull himself together. He is drunk on the magic they used," Libby says. Alpha Mayhem shakes me. "Stop, that will not help, Alpha," Mother Agnes says. "Help me to my feet, please," I ask Alpha Mayhem. I am so weak. I cannot stand it. Alpha Mayhem pulls me to my feet, but my knees buckle. Alpha Mayhem leads me over to a chair in the kitchen.

“I’m Yuki, I govern the magic of Conjuration, the ability to create matter, creatures, and even bridges to other realms. It is an honor to meet you.” The next person looks like a child, but then quickly morphs into a bird and then into an older man with a beard. “Knock that crap off Giles, show the boy what you look like so he doesn’t accidentally kill you in battle because you don’t look familiar,” Yuki yells at him and the others laugh again. I stare at the screen and see him transition to a fairly ordinary guy, slightly balding, heavy set, and quite normal looking. “Giles,” he says pointing at himself, “Transmutation is my responsibility.” He fidgets with his hands waiting for the next pe

The spell was written in elegant script, with detailed instructions about hand movements and the proper pronunciation of each word. "Just follow the instructions exactly as written," Professor Leda Morrigan said. "Take your time." I stared down at the page, my heart hammering. Around me, other students were practicing their own spells. Someone was making flowers bloom from seeds, while another student levitated a feather in precise circles. They all made it look so easy. I placed my hands over the small candle on my desk and spoke the words written in the book. "Ignis veniat ad me." Nothing happened.

Good thing Aiden did not ask me anything about avoiding Penelope anymore. When we reached the woods, we found our spots and settled in. Aiden looked at me expectantly, a smile on his face. "So, are you going to show me this new spell or what?" I took a deep breath and pulled out my wand. "Okay, here goes nothing." Then I closed my eyes and focused on the spell, feeling the magic flow through me. I chanted the incantation under my breath and, when I opened my eyes, the fist-sized stone in my hands turned into something with value - gold.

He says keeping a serious expression, one he uses each time we train. “ A conversion spell doesn’t require just mental visualization, it also requires composure, both emotional and psychological and you can’t channel your powers through your eyes for this spell for now, because they don’t give a direct focus of power, rather, you’ll use your hand and as you progress you can use even your mind as a channel.” He says as he demonstrates by saying a magical spell and using his mind as a propellant, the water turns solid and then gaseous and back to liquid.

the witches also used many other animals in their experiments. Vastria came across another section of the transmutation/transformations where it stated that a witch can easily transform into an animal at will with simple ingredients, however, the book was missing the page. Someone tore it out of the book. With the thought on her mind she tried to see if she could figure out the spell of transforming/shifting. She closed her eyes to concentrate and felt something at the back of her mind, but nothing came up about the spell. The only thing that would pop up is worries of her friend, Meagan.