Harry Potter Wandless Magic Novels & Stories

I cannot risk Umbra or Jenny draining my magic from me or killing me to get it. I wonder if when my mother died, did she try to take her magic, only to find it was stored somewhere. My mother knew they were coming for her, but she did not fight either. She knew this would happen. My amulet is still around my neck, hanging low against my heart. I close my eyes and imagine my mother's magic. Please, mother, I need your magic to survive this. The amulet breaks free from my body, and my mother's magic spills into me. As the magic begins to take over, my chains break, and I am free.

"For you to go to my territory. "You are not a monster" I said because I felt it... I have the ability to know if a creature is a monster based on their energy. It only failed with that girl because I couldn't feel any energy coming from her. "That's true because I'm a Mage— a sorcerer," the old man replied, who was pulled back by my soldiers. Because people are more afraid of witches. The mage has the power like a god... but has the heart of a demon. I immediately pointed the blade of my weapon at the old mage "Then it's not our god you worship..." I shouted then quickly attacked but someone blocked my sword... the girl with orange eyes, like a lightning flaming weapon suddenly appeared in

Most of the witch’s ladder can only be removed by the person who placed it around their victim’s neck. Lucas struggles to get rid of the object around his neck but his struggles were all in vain. There’s nothing he could do. He can’t fang out nor can his claws pop out. Neither can he use his abilities as a half-wizard. Before he could open his mouth to howl, the strange man snapped his fingers and they all disappeared into a cloud of thick red smoke. FOUR HOURS LATER

"Don't expect me to show you any mercy, you've been warned Abaddon!" "Unfortunately, it's not my plan to kill you or your weak magicians, but it seems I can't get past you with a simple conversation!" Zendaya and Olivia took their magical wands from their pockets and cast a thunderstrike at Abaddon, yet it didn't affect him to the slightest.

Ann suddenly said. The archbishop rose his eyebrow at Ann, and in his look was both surprise AND pride -- she WAS the most talented of her age after all. "That's right," Said the Archbishop, "Ocean, fire, blood. The wand won't take the item in the wrong order." "And darkness and light?" Edmund noticed the problem. "No one knows." The archbishop sighed, "In the end, my mentor could only use the wand to perform the common spells. The wand is even less powerful than a normal wand before it takes the alpha's blood."

"So you're sure magic is real? Like real magic? Superman flying kind of magic?" I snorted. "More like Harry Potter sans the wands." Ru looked thoughtful for a moment. "Oh. Well, it's more practical. Wands can be a messy business. What happens when you lose them?" "I'll never know. Since I don't have either the wand or the glowing fingers." Ru made a face. "That sucks. I was in the mood for some McDonald's." he huffed. "So the only reason you feel bad about me not having magical powers is cos now you have to call reception to order a burger?"

started kicking Gabe, who deftly sidestepped them until he was near enough to kick the horseman in the left leg. Without any delay, the horseman struck back with a powerful strike that knocked Gabe hard to the ground. I cried, “Alexa! Now!” I was confident she would know how to take advantage of the opportunity. We required his subdue-The pendant hung around her neck, glowing bright red every time she used her magic. She nodded and said, “Fesmatós inces andromedá.” It held enough magical energy for her to cast spells on her own, independent of her sister or anyone else. Thick green vines that she summoned and conjured up from beneath the earth entangled the horseman’s leg, immobilizing his

I drank it all in one swift movement. Jason, I wouldn't beg for your love again. I was going to love myself. So… Why are you the one who ended up regretting it? ... I looked at the crystal vial in my hand. The pale, pink liquid shimmered inside, giving off a scent that was both mesmerizing and dangerous. This was the legendary Love Potion, the forbidden magic of our world of Werewolves. Drink it, and the target would have "love" etched deep into their soul for seven years.

shrug and takes another drag off his cigarette. “Is there something you can do to make it visible?” Owen asks. “A reflection or maybe we need to stand in a certain light?” “I don’t think that’s how magic works,” I say quietly. “The spell you’re under is meant to be as unnoticeable as possible. The fact that a thrall who isn’t a wizard saw it is pretty impressive; whoever it was must be sensitive to energies. But even with my training, all I can see is its presence and that it’s binding. The only way I could see it is if…” He makes a face that indicates we’re not going to like what we hear.

My wolf and we're enjoying this. One moment they were getting close to me and the next a huge air blasted them all from their feet and they were all gone to one end of the cave. They hit the walk with a huge bang before all falling to the ground lifelessly. I could see Hades's back, he was standing right in front of me with his hand outstretched, it took me a while to realise that he had done that to them, he had blasted them away with some type of magic, and he had done it so effortlessly.