Harry Potter Unicorn Blood Novels & Stories

Her daughter's hair was dyed pale lavender with moondust, just like the creature's mane, even though she previously had the same hair color as hers. Helena was told that the curse from a dying mythical being as strong and legendary as the unicorn was the embodiment of its own nature. And that was why it was Harriet that received the curse. Because the little baby was the only maiden in that troupe. "After that, the creature's body became an empty shell and could not be made into any useful elixir. And the only valuable trace it left was its horn. Orcenal Silverlane, the Blood God Mercenary Troupe Leader, took the horn for himself. But a couple of years ago, I found this horn in an illegal un

It shimmered in the moonlight, a celestial blend of silver and blue, like crushed stars. "What is that?" "Ground wolf bone. Moonflower petals. And a drop of my own blood." He extended his hand towards me. "Breathe it in. But be cautious. The vision it imparts will reveal your true self. And truth is not always easily perceived." Hesitantly, I leaned forward and inhaled. The world dissolved into a kaleidoscope of color.

I touched her forehead and neck but it felt as cold as a marble tile. Suzy started pounding concussions and mixing all sort of herbs together. I removed the necklace from my neck and gave her the prized antidote. I watched her pour five drops of the magic potion into the mortar before picking up a knife to slice her hand. "Everyone come over here, we need some Marshall blood in here," Suzy said as some drop her blood fell into the herbs. I picked up the knife, slashed my wrists, and released some drops of my blood. My wrist started healing up and in some seconds, it was as good as new.

Dragon magic was very rare. The students cheered, excited she had dragon magic. As they did, the orb changed color again. This time to Indigo. One of the teacher's gasped. Unicorn magic. A first. No other student had unicorn blood. Snow was shocked as were the other teachers, I could tell, but they worked to keep their faces serene. I looked at Sera. "Very good. You may be seated." "What did the final color represent?" she asked, her eyes filled with intensity.

Pine nodded firmly. Kevin convinced herself. From behind, Julio walked over with a tray containing two silver vials, a syringe, and a dagger. Pine looked at the three items nervously. "I will support whatever your decision," said Kevin. Kevin also took one of the two cups, which was the blood cup. "Drink half of it, it will help you fight the pain later." Pine held this cup tightly, she kept looking at its contents feeling hesitant to drink it. The deep red liquid made her even more nervous. She knew that this was the blood of vampires and if she drank it then Pine could no longer retreat.

"You want to see some of the dictators and bad leaders I have down in my little home." Suddenly, we heard the sound of a trumpet outside and I looked towards the door. "That will be Puck," Gramps said. We made our way outside and I came face to face with the most beautiful silver horse I had ever seen. His mane of hair sparkled in the sunlight, but what caught my attention the most was the white horn, with swirls of what looked like gold ribbon. The Unicorn bowed his head and I ran my fingers through his mane. I was in awe. Suddenly, the Unicorn began to shimmer and I stood back before Puck was standing, fully clothed in jeans and a T-shirt, in front of me. I gasped.

Other apotropaic magics used to protect victims from these shadow stalkers are garlic, rosemary, holy water, and wild rose. A knock on the door startled Layla from her reading. She closed the book and stuffed it back into her backpack. "Coming!" she hollered as she stood and walked to the door. When she opened it, Mia slipped inside holding something behind her back. "I've got a surprise!" Mia cooed, a devious look in her eye. "What is it?" Layla asked wearily. Mia pulled a bottle of liquor from behind her back and gave it a little shake.

My wounds stung acutely but the pain dulled underneath the healing buzz. Gavin leaned closer. “Was that magic?” Muriel inspected the wounds, wiping her hands on a clean cloth. “I can’t use it when there’s too much blood. Fresh blood causes a rather adverse reaction in unicorns; but if I can clean it first, I can repair injuries nearly to perfection.” I flinched when he reached out to touch the healed gouges, expecting pain. But I only felt the warmth of his fingers. “So erm,” I mumbled, “can I transform like this?”

The moment the door opened, everyone in the living room instinctively covered their noses and mouths. Even Mom, who was always so domineering, gagged at the smell. Dad froze in the doorway. He stood frozen in place like a statue. I followed his line of sight and saw myself curled up on the floor. Between the drugs and alcohol, combined with the summer heat, my body had swollen and turned black beyond recognition. The pool of dried blood at the corner of my mouth split my face in two. There was still something tightly wedged inside my fist.

His heart was pounding, and anxiety overcame him. When approaching Lycus Lewis's office window, Albus smelled human blood, and a disgusting demonic stench mixed until his stomach felt nauseous. Albus covered his nose with his palms while trying to catch his breath. He deftly approached the window and peeked inside. Albus could see blood splattered on the floor and Lycus Lewis's body limply and unconscious on the floor. Lycus’s body was pale blackish purple in color. Albus immediately realized what was happening. Lycus Lewis was poisoned by black magic. There was a Warlock and demon beasts who came to attack him. Albus noticed that the demon's stench was getting stronger from within the room.