Harry Potter Wand Generator Novels & Stories

I gasped, my body trembling with anticipation. "Good," he said. He picked up one of the instruments from the case. It was a small, silver rod, with a tiny, sharp point on the end. It looked like a pen, but for flesh. "This is called a wand. It's for tracing delicate lines. For making you feel things you've never felt before."

I ask, “Is there anything you can give me to help me for this journey? I don’t know what I’ll need, but I need all the help I can get if I’m going up against Xavier Black and his pack.” Cora pats my shoulder before walking to the stairs that lead to her office. When we get in there she immediately starts getting to work on different potions and then tells me, “I was going to wait to give you this, but now seems as good a time as any.” She sets down a black wand with white swirls throughout it. I look at her with wide eyes and she says, “I had to use some of your DNA to make it perfectly personalized to you. Because of this it should make it easier for you to cast spells. Magic is not somethi

He was playing with my mind. He picked up a sleek, obsidian-colored wand. "This one is for the subtle hitters," he said, pressing the cold head against my palm and clicking it on. The vibration was so intense my hand instantly went numb. "But you...you look like you need something more torturous." I swallowed nervously without a single word. He moved to a wall of leather and steel. He picked up a set of weighted clips and a violet-colored internal probe that looked like it belonged in an alien laboratory.

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Elegantly dressed in deep blue robes, he steps around the desk. “How can I help?” He questions. His voice was deep and soothing, and his greying hair was slicked back into a low ponytail, kept there by a rope. “The King wishes for you to activate the witch’s amulet and send this girl to her own world with it to be destroyed there.” The Wizard’s expression becomes alerted to the words and steps closer to me. This was the first time someone had approached me where I felt no fear, I just didn’t know why.

Loop, and pulls out from her bag a paper bag that shouldn't be able to fit in it, "the wands for all of you have arrived. Come up one by one to get yours when I call your name." Going by the alphabet, kids are called up to receive a simple box with a wand and a casting ring. I get mine, and politely say thank you as I do. I can recall that we all did sign up to get wands and a casting ring, and paid fifteen dollars for the set. I happen to have had the money for it, since during middle school I helped out around the facility I was in and collected a modest amount of cash. It's not much, but one of the administrators suggested I put that money in a bank and a stock that seems to always do wel

Its color changed again and because dark indigo. "The power of metal, from both the earth and the sky," The Queen mumbled on, "grants the creature the mark of the past and the future." The color changed again. With magic items and powers boiling up in midair, there was finally the shape of a wand -- A wand that took the form of wood, but with metal grain in dark indigo carved all over its body. The wand was now a whole with no seam or parts indicating anything out of balance; and the bottom of it shone a bit watery blue light, like the deep dark ocean, while the tip a shred of ice, showing its sharp edge.

If they had been trying to waken up the wand, shouldn't he have heard something by now? "We have never made that that far..." Hank shook his head as he sighed, "There is strict rules on the condition of wakening the wand, and we have never even got close to the first one." "Which is?" Edmund glanced at Lilith. "A pure soul," Hand glanced at Ann, "Also powerful enough." Ann frowned a little, but no one noticed. "The truth is, it takes five items to waken the wand fully after a pure soul breaks its sleep spell." Hank let out a long exhale.

he handed me over the dagger as he said-" Make a small cut and let your blood flow throw the wand and read out the spells written in the book" I took the dagger from his hands as I made a little cut on my right palms. I hissed a little in pain. I hold the wand in my right palm allowing the blood to go through the wand. I began to read the spell-" Potentia omnipotentia terrae huius virga per sanguinem in venas volabit. Damnabo et solus omnium potentiarum huius magici absolutae possessor ero. ego tibi mando ut mecum vincas. Haeres ego baculi huius aureae, Te mecum vinclum iube, et meas absolutas potestates evellere." (The almighty power of this earth shall be flown with this wand through the