Harry Potter Zonko Novels & Stories

He knew that Lily was scared, so he said: “I teased you before. We werewolves only transform on full moon nights, on other days just like you - humans. We just move a little faster.” Lily's face was full of suspicion: “Really?” “Of course.” “Okay, so I’m in.” Here everyone was walking, no vehicles, no means other than walking. This castle had a pretty special point, that was. All the rooms were connected to the main hall of the castle to get outside of the city gate. As soon as we got to the main hall, I and Lily encountered the Highness. He was sitting calmly on the large chair near the Wolf King. His eyes were always watching Lily, that made Lily feel unsettled, unintelligible.

Everything turned dark and silent. *********

"Did Mr. Z reach out to you today?" I went rigid. "No. Who were you drinking with, Brandon?" "Mr. Z himself! Real name’s Jun Hertz. I can’t find a trace of him on the dark web or the official registries, but he’s young and carries himself like he’s backed by a massive treasury. He said he’s been scouting for high-potential tech to disrupt the Kingdom. I laid out our entire kinetic skate-brace project. I’m just waiting to see if he bites."

"Go to Aunt Cleo!" Aqua's heart pounded in her chest as she stumbled towards the door, her legs shaking with fear. She glanced back to see her parents fighting valiantly, their magic clashing with the dark energy of their attackers. Milak's elemental fury and Zara's healing light intertwined in a beautiful yet tragic dance of power and sacrifice. But it wasn't enough. Milak fell first, a blast of dark energy striking him down. Zara's scream of anguish pierced the air as she knelt beside him, her light flickering and fading. The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares.

“It’s me. Eden.” He looked at me. His eyes shone blue. But then, the color began to disappear. I sat up, desperate. I reached for him. “You’re NOT Eden,” he snapped at me. He shoved me, hard. I fell back against the bed. I made a mental note to demand a refund for this potion. Promises, promises – he’d broken right through the bewitchment. False advertising. The potion hadn’t worked as promised. Scammer! Zane turned from me, and sat, on the edge of the bed. He places his elbows on his knees. I scampered across the bed and wrapped myself around him. I clung onto him.

“What if monsters eat him there?” “No,” Reive shook his head, opening the door into their rooms where a dignified Zomzom was sitting on the chair by the entrance. “On the first level, there aren’t any creatures able to harm Scarlet Hoof. And because the horse is attached to... us both, it’ll be quite easy to call it.” The door closed behind them, the zombie got up quickly and came up to the necromancer, holding out his hand. He held a letter in his thin dry fingers.

“There, good as new.” Walking into the estate, we observed ancient furniture resembling what we discovered at the academy. Then the cloaking device I carried floated from my pocket toward the ceiling. Fragments of light came through the windows and formed the image of a man dressed in a lab coat similar to Chancellor Thorne’s. “Hello, children,” the strange man said. “Thank you for freeing me. I am Zirocco.” The six of us all stared in disbelief at the hologram. “What are you?” Daryl asked.

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

I tauntedt her. Looking at James and how he was barely conscious I figured that the syringe had some kind of chemical in it that makes you unconscious but werewolves bodies were not that weak, the impact of such chemicals only last for a few minutes on us but those few minutes were more than enough to kill us and even how much I hated to admit it but Olivia was a clever girl, gaining my brother's trust and then making him vulnerable to overpower him. This humans just never stop.

Vincent said begrudgingly, and his adorable face turned red from anger. He whipped out the magic wand that Zayn bought for him as a souvenir from Universal Studios. Vincent snarled, "I'm going to use Avada Kedavra on Bad Daddy!" Larissa didn't know what to say. "That's it," she thought. Avada Kedavra was the strongest spell. Vincent had always used harmless tools like the Crawly Dust or Burpy Dust to prank others. But if he intended to use Avada Kedavra, he must've been pissed.