Harry Potter Wand Holly Novels & Stories

When I place my hand on one of its branches, a pleasant buzzing tickles my palm. "This is the one," I breathe out. No idea what kind of tree it is, I circle it to find a branch that matches Mrs. Jonas' description of earlier. Feeling a little silly, I touch the branch with one hand and the base of the tree with the other, having to stretch wide to reach both. "May I have this branch as my wand?" The tingle across both hands increases. "I'll take that as a yes." I pick up the saw and carefully cut off the end, then place my hand on the spot I removed. "Thank you."

“It will help, but not entirely. That is why I am here, I will train you to control your magic. We still have a week before your eighteenth birthday and a week to save your sister.” I gripped the wand tightly, finding some comfort in it. Yes, I will control my magic. And I will definitely save my sister. Just hang in there, Mayari. We will come for you. “And, oh, before I forget. There's another reason why that wand is special.” I frowned. “What is it?” “It's made of white oak wood. The only wood capable of killing a vampire, any vampire, with just one strike on the heart.” She smiled at me. “Don't you love it already?”

“Are there any other details you can remember? Even the tiniest piece of information can be helpful.” I shook my head, then realizing she couldn’t see me, I said, “No. Nothing else that I can think of—Oh, wait. Actually, there is one more thing that probably is significant. His wand was kind of strange. It was made of a red stone, but instead of the sides being smooth, they were faceted. For a second, when I first saw it, I thought it was made of ruby…” My words hung in the air, as Vee cracked open her eyes and pinned me with an intense stare. “Not a ruby,” she said. “A faceted red diamond.”

I thought about the key piece, and the Academy, and all the answers I might find there about what really happened to my parents. I thought about Prince Riven, and the way he'd looked at me like he knew I was stronger than I showed. Maybe it was time to prove him right. I stood up slowly, my legs shaking as I quickly wiped the tears from my eyes. "I'll be right back. I just want to... pick some herbs for the tea," I said to them with a smile. "Of course, sweetheart," Mama said. "Take your time." The Oylip and the Wolf's bane was exactly where Lyra said it would be, growing wild at the edge of the garden. I picked a handful of the innocent-looking leaves, my hands trembling so badly I could ba

That managed to get some laughter from the students. "Now, the most common wand holsters are the ones that are attached to the side of your legs, to the side of your chest, and to the under part of your forearm. The last one, the forearm wand holster is used only by adults and it is not because of some law or something like that. If you all take your wands and compare the length of it with the length of your forearm you will find that, normally, the wand is longer and that is obvious because you all are still children."

Small and fast. Holly. "No!" I tried to shout, but my voice came out as a whisper. Holly threw herself between Tate and Heriberto just as dark magic exploded from the warlock's hands. The spell hit her full force. Holly screamed, her body convulsing. Then she fell, smoke rising from burns that covered her entire torso. "Holly!" Tate's voice was raw with grief. The distraction was enough. Tate rolled away as Heriberto's follow-up attack hit empty ground.

I look around and notice Silas, he is also frozen but mid air, he was on his way to shift as fur is covering his arms. The others are also moving their eyes but I do notice that the mages can move their bodies and I wonder why they pretend they can't? "It's fine sister, they can't move but they are very much alive. I can't kill my best friend now can I?" Holly say and I turn slowly to face her when I see she hold a fireball in her hand. "Oh this? This is for you. I know you have no power what so ever and I know you haven't marked Aziel so he can't protect you now from the fire."

"Your disguise is impeccable I agree to that, but it is still not enough to fool the eyes of experts, silly child. You should continue looking for your wand, you don't have to worry I will not tell your secret to another soul, I promise." Feeling that the owner does not have any malicious intent towards her, Audrey decided to trust her intuition. Besides, it's not as if this shop owner will be too bored to be gossiping about a small fry like her, she thought. She continued trying out the available wands until she arrived at the last cabinet. There she saw an inconspicuous looking wand. Its color was deep violet and it was lacking of exquisite design unlike the other wand displayed on the sto

The shelves that held everything along the walls were made out of a dark wood with etchings that reminded me of runes from television shows about witches. “Good to get out of the sun.” My companion comments, pulling back his hood. His dark hair falls forward in a mess, but one that suited him. That’s also when I noticed something else, a single hoop earring hanging from the top of his pointed ear, which means he wasn’t human after all. Attempting to hide my disappointment I respond, “Yeah, I’ve been out all day. Probably longer.” I mutter, trying not to stare at his ears. I think I’m over the initial shock, now I’m just curious to touch them.

My fingers brushed against the cool surface of the stone slab, and with a firm grip, I heaved it aside to reveal the hidden compartment beneath. My breath caught in my throat as I beheld the object nestled within—a wand, its surface gleaming with an otherworldly sheen. Instinctively, I reached out and grasped it, feeling its weight in my hand as if it were a living thing, pulsing with dormant power.