Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Unforgivable Curse

"I am Princess Rada, I curse you Harry from now on, you will seek the love and lust that will kill you! Good God, Mighty God, hear my prayer! Lords of fire, burn my lust!" When he said that, he was unconscious and we left that Island. But while we were in the helicopter that rescued us, Kevin felt a severe pain in his head, and his memories were eventually erased. I was so scared and I didn’t know what to do. That’s also why Kevin didn’t use the name ‘Harry’ anymore because of that curse. ”Carole wiped the tears that dripped down her cheek.

It was a promise, a vow forged in the fire of our shared agony and hope. Ariel’s gaze flickered between us, her sharp features softening for the first time since she appeared. “You don’t understand the full extent of what you’re up against,” she said quietly, voice edged with something close to regret. “Harry’s power goes beyond anything you’ve faced. And the curse—it's not just a link. It’s a bond that will bleed you dry if you don’t learn to control it.” She paused, eyes darkening. “I’ve seen what it does to those it claims. You have no choice but to accept it, Samantha. Or be consumed.” The weight of her words pressed down on me like a suffocating blanket, chilling and inescapable.

The fortune teller shook his head. "No. It has already gone too far. Take this case with the Redknapps. Why did you force Harry to take Simon’s punishment? That was physical harm, not related to intelligence at all." Carla couldn't argue back. Her face turned pale. She didn't even realize why she instinctively chose Harry to suffer. Amanda broke down crying. Mick stood beside her, just as lost and guilty. The fortune teller let out a long sigh. "I can control who wakes up and who sleeps. That is why I gave you these enchanted straws. But I cannot control a person's despair.

fuck fate and its stupid eyebrows. The contract was activating. The seal was awakening. And Theo, who had spent centuries hating humans for reasons even he no longer remembered, was being forced to kneel before one. Slowly, Theo felt the final condition. The binding would only be complete through a kiss—an ancient rite, older than language. Refusing it meant death. His spirit would burn, along with the last remnant of Nexus’s power inside him. Theo stared at her, face twisted in loathing.

"She expected me to die. But she clearly didn't expect this." "Still... why curse a man so completely?" "I don't know, but I'd hate to be her right now," I smirked. "Why?" "When a curse is repelled," I said, meeting Robbie's eyes, "it hits the original caster back threefold. And this was forbidden magic. Who knows what the consequences will be for her? The universe has a way of righting itself." Robbie stared at me, half in awe, half in disbelief. Then, without another word, he leaned his head on my shoulder and... passed out.

We were a weapon. And we were ready. Headmistress Morwen sat on her chair, her fingers trembling around a silver chalice. Across her, the air twisted—and Harry stepped through, not from the door, but from the dark itself. He didn’t smile. He didn’t speak. He only stared at her. “Why couldn't you stop her from performing the ritual?" He finally asked. Harry stepped forward, his boots silent on the stone. “You think she is the threat?” “She’s unstable,” Headmistress Morwen said. “Her power is growing beyond containment. Without the bond, she’s a wildfire with no boundaries. And you know what happens when that kind of power is unleashed.”

There were two glass jars inside with my head and kidney both soaking in formaldehyde. "What gives that bitch the right to be your wife? She even got one of your kidneys," Carmen snarled as she caressed the two jars. "That's why I took it out. I'm returning it to you now. What I can't have, I won't let anyone else have either. My godfather will be here soon. He'll kill all of you to avenge my father!" There was a glimmer of love in Evan's eyes as he stared at my head in the jar. He reached into his pocket and gripped the scalpel inside tightly.

He cut himself off, turning away as if the weight of the truth was too much to bear. Ava’s heart twisted. She could feel it—his pain, his guilt. “Hayden, talk to me. What are you hiding?” He ran a hand through his hair, clearly wrestling with something deep inside. “The furies... they aren’t just after you.” His voice was barely a whisper, thick with pain. “They’ve been torturing me ever since I let you return to the real world. They want my power, Ava. They want to take control of the Underworld.”

“But you have to swear it. Right now.” Without hesitation, Bennet pulled out his wand and began murmuring an ancient incantation in a language I didn’t recognize. The air in the room shimmered with power as he finished the spell and declared: “I, the black wizard Bennet, swear never to harm Lucy, Rose, or Alpha Jack of the Blue Lagoon Pack. I swear to help Lucy win Jack’s heart. If I break this vow, may death strike me instantly.” As the final word left his lips, a black symbol appeared across his neck—a glowing mark that shimmered ominously before fading into his skin. The curse had taken hold.

I would not beg fate. I would bend it even if it meant taking her. Even if she hated me for it. Even if she never forgave me. The curse had chosen its anchor and this time, I would not let Iris Moore walk away.