Harry Potter Truth Spell Novels & Stories

"I want to prepare a truth spell, but if we're going to use Ayla, I'd prefer her to indicate whether the other person has any magic on her." "I think we can use the search for runes and spells in the ward to teach Ayla to differentiate between certain types of magic, and you do the truth spell next to her," I said determinedly. "That way, you can use the truth spell and Ayla will already know how to feel and if there's anything different, she'll point it out." "Wow! We have a plan! Let's put it into practice!" Ishtar clapped her hands happily. "When will we be able to execute it?"

It's not Latin or any other language I am conversant with. However, under the foreign text, it seems someone has translated the language and also in a neat handwriting. The discovery instantly makes me feel so much better. Slowly, I read the translated text. And then, I read it again. “No,” I whisper. “Yes,” Fiona says. The translated text is a spell called ‘The Severance’, and the spell is designed to steal power from one source and transfer it to another. Specifically, the spell can steal a Trueblood’s power and give it to someone else.

He winced slightly but schooled his fce back to neutral as the guard walked away. “Now, Alpha Blythwitch,” Keverow stated. “We have taken your blood and cast the spell on truth on you. As we will do with all of the witnesses. If you lie to us, you will become violently ill and we will know that you are lying. Do you agree to tell the whole truth or receive the consequences?” “I agree,” Thorne said. “Then I ask the student body representative to come forwards with the questioning,” Keverow stated.

"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.

she screamed, denying everything. The sorcerer looked up, revealing yellowed teeth and a cold smile. "Luna Alayna, you really have a poor memory. When you paid me a fortune for the surrogate pregnancy curse, you certainly didn't say that." The room fell into stunned silence. The surrogate pregnancy curse was forbidden magic in the werewolf packs. Anyone caught using it would be exiled for life. Veins bulging on his forehead, Misael kicked the sorcerer violently. "You're lying! I don't know you! Sienna must have paid you to frame us!"