Harry Potter Wandless Magic Guy Novels & Stories

His hands, weathered and marked by the passage of time, hovered above her, radiating a gentle aura of energy. The wizard closed his eyes, delving into the depths of his knowledge, tapping into the wellspring of his magical prowess. He reached out with his mind, seeking the threads of Lucy's essence, searching for the source of the darkness that had ensnared her. His focus was unyielding, his concentration unbreakable, as he delved deeper into the mysteries of her being.

Jenny smiled as she replied-" I used the invisible spell to take the book, don't worry" He looked at her with pity and replied-" the wands we use is for beginners we don't have that much power to cover up" I asked with a frown-" Are u threatening us?" He chuckled as he looked at me with a pout and said-" Oh I dare not!!!"

I'll just work hard so I can survive every trial waiting ahead of me. I fell asleep as my mind explore deeper down the memory lane. The next day, I wore a simple gray legging partnered with a plain blue oversized sweater and a white rubber shoes. I was about to grab a black cap when I heard a knock on my door. Its probably Aeolous, checking if I'm ready to go out. I grabbed the cap that I wanted and put it on my head. I did not bring anything since the door is magic locked. The door handles recognizes my magic so it automatically opens when it senses my magic. Magic is like out fingerprint and tongue print. Its unique, we have different patterns, no one has the same magic pattern.

her lip quivering as she spoke. "What weapon?" I sounded dumb. "The Knife of Erthyrya. One stab and it takes poofs any individual out of existence." She said without a hint of mockery in her voice. "Sorry, the knife of what now?" I really sound dumb. "Er-thy-ry-a." she ennuciates every sylabol like I was a baby. "It was forged our of a heart of a dragon that consumes all magical essence any person has. And uses that collective power to just zap you out of this world." Luna lets out a heavy sigh.

He huffed and took a step closer to her. " Oh... that's what you wish? You know I had placed you too high or you ain't a wizard?" She said in a sarcastic tone grinning widely at him. " You..." The wizard was about to say when blood dripped from his eyes. He stared at Special who kept a straight face moping at him. 'No.. it can't be her maybe it was someone else blood.' He trembled conniption gripping over him. He whipped it off from his face not taking off his gaze from Special.

She moved herself trying to sit while she grabbed the blanket to cover her body. "Andy, I know you deserve to know, but please promise me you'll try to understand." He sat in front of her and hold her hand. "I am not human, I am an Encantado," he started. "Encantado what? What do you mean you're not human? You mean to say I just made love with a monster?" She panicked. "Monster? Andy, I am not a monster! I am way far from being a monster. Yes, I possess power, I live in a magical place not visible to human eyes!

So, I reluctantly handed the task of dealing with Roy over to Harry and walked over to the bar to pour myself a drink straight from the bottle. Harry approached Roy, whose leg had now completely disappeared. Taking up a blade previously used by Peter, Harry aimed directly at Roy's neck, preparing to sever his head without giving him a chance to wait for death. Ethan, as an extra precaution, set up a protective barrier to prevent Roy from escaping, though the likelihood of that happening was slim to none at this point because Roy had exhausted all his strength enduring the pain caused by the magic potion, and now he lay helpless, allowing Harry to proceed with the execution.

she stepped back. “Then how did you kidnap me with black magic?” I asked, trying to get her to talk about all of her plans. “Of course I couldn’t have done it alone. I had a little help from Silas,” she said, gesturing to the shadow behind her. From the darkness emerged another figure; a tall man with a commanding presence. His robes were adorned with intricate symbols, and his eyes glowed with a faint, unnatural light. He was a wizard. He stepped forward, his gaze piercing as he looked down at me. “Your powers have been tamed by me, as long as you wear the chains, you can’t use your powers.”

I consoled him and continued: "I know you have it in you, Alan. He focussed again. This time, he didn't use the wand. Instead, he stared intensely at Andre's motionless body. Then he reached out and gently touched André. The weak sound of something breaking came to our ears. André summed out of his seat and looked at Alan with a big smile. "Here we go! I can move again!" Alan was stunned. Then he looked at me and asked me: "Zoe, what just happened to me?" I was too surprised to answer the question. Usually, only the person who had cast the spell had the power to lift it. Alan was still a child, and he didn't even need to use the magic wand all over. “Let's try again and see if you are also a

And hell, he didn’t even have a knife! The fucking idiot was going to get himself killed! Huffing, I ran to catch up. For someone with a supposed injured leg, Zane could move. Fast! I was running as if the hounds of hell were hot on my tail, and I just barely managed to follow his tracks. But then again, if he was some kind of alien wizard, he could have mended his wounds with some kind of crybaby tree. Did “expelliarmus” work on weapons other than magic wands?