Harry Potter Truth Spell Novels & Stories

"Mr. Hayden, back then, the police had already found evidence linking Miss Wood as the murderer. The truth won't change just because you refuse to see it." The words settled like stones in his chest. And deep down, he knew. He had always known. But love has a way of blinding even the clearest eyes. And for three years, he had chosen not to look at the truth.

Page by page, spell by spell, searching for a way to pull him from that place. That’s when I found it: “The Redemptive Forgetting.” A spell that erased all memories of the caster from the target’s mind. The price was high—the caster would lose part of their own essence, their ability to love deeply. But Dorian would live. He would forget. He would be free. “I’ll free you,” I promised the black candle I lit. “Even if it destroys me.” I prepared the circle of salt on my bedroom floor, furniture pushed to the walls, opening up space. Just candles, the voodoo doll, and Agnes’s diary at the center.

'What if I order you? 'He is subdued and is under truth spell. But the truth spell is useless if he does not open his mouth. It only works on the words he is willing to spit out.' I nod. "I will see Haze now." Her smile is wide and toothy as she turns to the armed man in the room. "The queen wishes to interrogate the prisoner," she announces. "Open the gate."

The wolf stared at them with calmness in his eyes -- He was Perses. "What are you waiting for?!" The Queen yelled, and a beam of light hit Perses right at her words. It was the mind-control spell. "Do it!" The Queen screamed. "You cannot control them anymore," Kitty shook her head, "The Hallows broke, remember?" "Nothing is broken!" The Queen burst into laughter, "The wand you put in his chest?! Yeah, I knew about it! I replaced the role with my wand when I hit him with that spell! My wand is now the wand of the three Hallows now!"

They were too perfect to exist. "Boundary spells will take time to create hence the reason I brought a dark object that will immediately drain him of his power and make him seem more humane." Suzy winked at me. "What is the dark object?" Hilda touched a large palm tree bark and the wind started swirling almost immediately. "You will see," she said and stopped mid-air to inspect our surroundings. She slowed her breathing as she tried to make a magical reading.

Aurora’s P.O.V “We're going to attempt something more advanced today,” Alice continued, her voice calm but laced with an undertone of seriousness that made my stomach tighten. “The spell is called Praemium. It’s an incantation used to destroy a specific object. Not violently, not without cause—but with focus. Intention is everything.” I leaned forward slightly, resting my elbows on my knees, eyes fixed on her. “Destroy… like, completely?” I asked, already suspecting the answer.

I repeat and sprinkle herbs in another candle. I hold my hand over Scott. The energy coming off of him is manic, vibrating like mad. The spell is working. I have one more candle to invoke with the herbs. “Tolle quode est, et mutare eam.” The flames rise, and a blue band of magic forms from each of them, circling around us. I grab the potion vial, pull out the cork, and hold it over Scott’s head. “Tolle quode est, et mutare eam!” I dump the potion on him, and the flames go out. The smoke wafts over, circling Scott much like the energy did the first time I cast the spell.

I drop off a drink in front of him but cover it with my hand before he can drink it. “Fair warning, this drink is spelled.” I warn. He raises an eyebrow. “You spell my drinks all the time. Why are you warning me about this one?” He asks. I sigh. “Because I’m not a complete jerk. This drink has a truth spell in it. It’ll only work for three questions. It’s one thing for me to give you potions that make you feel weird or something. But it’s very different to force truth from you.” I tell him. Harry shrugs.

What was Damien's excuse? Jess felt Ricky pulling at her hand, ushering her into the circle. It was hard to hear over the roaring wind and Belle's screams. She could see Ricky's mouth moving, speaking the words of the spell she'd practised so many times. He looked over and gave her a reassuring nod. She did the same to Sammy, taking his small hand in hers. As one they repeated the words; "Trifectus, Trivestum, Trivorum, Unbind thy spirit,

I walked into hell by myself, knowing there was no other way but to keep moving. "Spells. We have been at this topic for a month and I would be happy if we concluded it this week. What other name is a spell called in ancient Egypt"? Mr. Gregory was astonished by the character the students portrayed while in class. Some were sleeping while others were busy pressing their phones. I could have sworn that I saw my classmates kissing. I knew the answer to the question for sure but that didn't mean I was going to answer the question, just the same way I never answered any questions Mr. Gregory asked.