Harry Potter Vine Wand Novels & Stories

he cursed. With that, Ciaran pulled out a finely crafted wooden staff made from Snake Vines, a tool clearly meant as a accompaniment tool to the Soulnascent Tree. It was apparent that Ciaran had kept this for himself, indicating that he had been preying on unsuspecting targets in the market for some time.

Low, amber strips that glow along the floorboards, creating a mood of heavy, golden anticipation. I walk to the back cabinet. It’s lacquered black wood, imposing and silent. I open it. Inside, coiled like sleeping snakes, are hanks of jute rope. They aren't the soft silk sashes we used before. These are raw, treated hemp. They smell of earth and oil. They have texture. They bite. Next to them sits a case lined in velvet. I open it. The Violet Wand. It’s an electro-stimulation device. A sleek, black handle with a glass electrode attachment shaped like a mushroom. It looks scientific, almost clinical, until you press the button and see the purple plasma arc crackle inside the glass.

he asks. "Why not? But first, Shadow Vines!" casting a spell, a dark green magic circle appeared below his feet. As thick vines sprouted from the magic circle and latch at him, binding his limbs and preventing him from moving. "Urk! What is this?! I thought you said you wanted to play some games?" Hans said as he tries to remove the vines. I walk forward to his wriggling figure as a smirk form on my lips. Since I am the one facing him, I could at least get a bit of revenge for Raine. I will make sure to make him suffer as painfully as possible.

“Have you got your own druidic wand?” “A what?” I answered swiftly. “It is an object we use to enhance the spell of potion we are working on.” Aerin stood up and sauntered over to the table, she started drawing on a piece of paper that Grandma Rose handed to her. “It is called a Druid rod or wand. It is made from Hazel, with herbal clay worked around it and embellished with crystals.” She drew a staff-like wand. “It has to touch the thing that it was directed at with the crystal at the top.”

“It’s just juice? What kind?” “Pear and Vervain.” I pondered that ingredient carefully. “Do you know what that is, Penelope? I don’t think I’ve ever had Vervain before.” The Fae sat at the head of the table, the spot where the seat in carved out of the thick trunk of the tree that hangs over us. He sips on his glass, cutting into our discussion while he is served his food on special silver trays. “It’s a wizard’s plant,” Russo said smoothly. “It holds powers that keep my society going. It heals, calms, and when it’s in natural bush form, it wards off vampires.”

I ask when they've finished tying me up. "So you don't knock it backwards when you're squirming," Nathan answers with a smirk. Nathan sits on the bed behind me, his leather clad legs on both sides of the chair so he has access to me with the wand. It's plugged into the wall and Nathan turns it on. I see why it's called a violet wand, it's got purple electricity going up through the middle which looks so pretty. Marcus dims the lights and stands in front of my with his arms across his chest.

I remember the thick vines blocking the entrance to the tower and wince, momentarily forgetting my footing, and a vine juts out, slapping across my thighs and twisting painfully. I grunt with effort as I’m lifted and tossed like a rag doll. My body collides with a tree before falling with a crunch. The air leaves my lungs in a whoosh, but I don’t have a moment to catch my breath before vines clutch my ankles and drag me back toward the wall. I dig my fingers into the soft, damp ground, but the vines are too strong, too tight. I try to shift back to my dragon form, but… I can’t. The vines are magic. They’re cursed, and it’s preventing me from using my powers. That has to be the reason.

I followed her line of sight but saw nothing. Vines rose up from the floor and wrapped around the air. Violet’s arm pulled backwards, bringing the vines closer. A pained grunt was heard, making me realize that it was actually someone that we couldn’t see. “Pull your gift back or else these vines will turn into wolfsbane. Now, that’s some pretty painful shit from what I’ve heard. You have fifteen seconds to decided,” Violet told the invisible person. To make her point and psych out whoever the fuck it was, a new vine appeared as the seconds ticked by.

“Don't touch it if you don't buy it. The smell of humans actually still appeals to werewolves. If you don't want to stir up the latent things inside of them, then stay away from them for a bit." When Lily heard this, she immediately withdrew her hand. She ran behind Elias, grabbing a portion of the prince's back hemp. This will show them that you are the prince of their country. Don't touch her, it won't be over with the crown prince. Elias smiled, he judged that this girl was also quite smart, knowing how to take advantage of the available opportunities. The two walked a little further to the front of the city gate. There were two hairy-faced men holding two large swords standing guard on e

he replied, his eyes all but twinkling. "That's good then. By the way, I got this." I pulled out the wand. "It is supposed to be a cure for corruption but I have no idea how to use it." Xavier wrapped a hand around mine and I felt a cool power seep through my hand and into the wand. "I realized," he began, "that when it comes to things like this, trying a smidge of unnatural powers never goes wrong." The wand lit up with a blood red tint, the light seeming to rise to pierce the sky. It resonated with the crimson moon above and the world was suffused in a crimson tide.