Harry Potter Zonko Novels & Stories

The little boy kneels at Zayn’s feet, facing the young woman I assume is his mother, and bows his head like an execution is something he was prepared for. “Zayn,” I mouth, terrified, my voice refusing to work. His name cracks over my tongue. I might be imagining the way his eyes twinkle with emotion before they darken to murderous intent once again. “Please.” He turns back to the throne and the rows below, ignoring the numerous, disfigured bodies and body parts strewn across the tiles. The Grand Wizard fumes, fury shining bright behind his dark eyes as he grips his staff–the head of which is an odd orb of some kind that whispers a deep, dark blue kind of magic. “You are not welcome here, hyb

he added with a grin, "I will be delving into some transformation spells today. It would be wise not to risk turning our beloved daughter into a fluffy rabbit, don't you think?" A burst of laughter erupted from my lips at the absurd yet endearing image painted by Draco's words. The thought of Zoey hopping around as a tiny rabbit brought a smile to my face. Draco's reasoning struck a chord, reminding me of the unpredictable nature of magic and the need for caution. "You have a point," I conceded, chuckling as I imagined Zoey's reaction to such a transformation. "I wouldn't want to spend the day chasing after a hopping baby rabbit." Draco's eyes sparkled with victory, and he wrapped his arms a

the girl with orange eyes, like a lightning flaming weapon suddenly appeared in her palm. "Chief!!" My soldiers shouted and immediately attacked to help me. In just an instant, the sorcerer knocked out all the soldiers because of his unique black power. "I warned you, that's the last chance I can give..." the woman said. I don't understand what she's playing at... from the tone of her voice it seems like she's not an opponent... but she might just be deceiving me. I attacked again and she immediately fought back while the old Mage just kept staring and watching us.

"I know you think that I may be out of my mind, but I beg you allow her to be whole again." He didn't say a word and retired back to the shelf. After a minute of waiting, he returned once again with the book in his hands. "My name is Zod and I can help you with the spell. You can only cast such dangerous spell in this place and no where else." He informed as he handed over the book to me. I totally understood what he was speaking about. The people believed that magic doesn't exist. And prior to being a Werewolf hunter, I believed the same theory. However, with the number of wolves I had killed, I believe magic was real.

Again the parts of a song… I’m leaving on a jet plane I don’t know when I will be back again Oh babe I hate you go... Mrs. Hillary, who is included in the ranks of killer teachers, is not only fierce but also famous and sadistic. If Mrs. Anna math teacher is Voldemort. So Mrs. Hillary is Professor Snape in the famous School of Witchcraft and wizardry book series, because of the sadism. When a student is do something wrong, it's over. It happened one day that almost all the kid of 11-7 were expelled from class for not doing homework. The remaining 11-7 residents are only a few people like Alfred and several children who are classified as diligent in doing homework. Smart children are not nece

“Of course not. I just cleaned the lens of your heart camera, if you wanna put it that way. There are countless beings around us other than shadows, dear. Beings that will never harass you or do you any harm. It’s time you let your heart rest from trying to pierce into the darkness and turn to the light.” “Meaning now I’m gonna go around seeing these blurs of light everywhere?” “No. Meaning if you ever need to see them, now they can show themselves to you.” “Oh, okay.” Hugo brought our bowls filled with fresh steamy tea and we lingered there, sipping them in silence like the day before. We heard a knock on the door and Harry made his regal entrance. Today he wore jeans and a tartan shirt. He

I knew he was going to enjoy the show and would have been surprised if he did not bring popcorn as well. Aunty, Uncles, Zane, Macario, Leonidas, Q, Mom, and Dad were all present. I chose this room because I knew it had power dampeners that would block Kenzie’s magic if I could not calm it down for some reason. Everyone watched us enter, zoning in on our clasped hands. My jacket and her hair hid our marks. We were not permanently hiding it. They would know today, but we had other matters to discuss first. “It is so good to see you three,” Zane said, stepping forward.

Christie suggested. “Exactly,” Sloan sneered. “Because as far as Zeda’s concerned, she’s just a Fire Mage who can’t even control a simple flame, let alone four elements at once.” “Even a newborn baby would know there’s nothing scripted about this video,” Carrie said, looking at Sloan with disgust. “Wow, Debtor. So you’re the Avatar of our generation,” Torvin said to Zeda with a grin, and a few others chuckled. Zeda blinked twice, trying to pull herself back from her thoughts of Lucian.

For eight years, I and my two kid sisters together with my mother suffered hell, my mother had been compelled to look for a cleaning job in a Backery here in Scotswood, Newcastle shortly after my dad passed away, we also moved to a small apartment which my mom could afford the rent. We had been compelled to go into the new apartment one year after the demise of my dad, we were forcefully move out of our apartment. Feeding became a challenge, all my father's investment were claimed by a strange woman who had proven to be the next of kin to my father, she claimed all his investments and properties. My mom told us how that the lady by the name kate was to get married to my dad, but that she was

Now I could see why Zayn always trained them mercilessly. One of them had a purple cloth in its mouth. Zayn and I steadily walked back slowly and the rouge shifted into a man. "Hello Alpha and Luna." His evil and sadistic tone hit me with force. "Wanna know what I have in my hand?" Zayn's eyes reddened as his growls increased, "Stay away from my mate and I." The man chuckled anyway, "A spell to kill living magic." My eyes widened in fear. Zayn was practically a living magic. His body was standing with no heart.