Hermione Cat Polyjuice Novels & Stories

Hermes calls loudly, drawing the teacher's attention. Luka looks surprised that Hermes is calling him to our table, and his gaze sweeps over us quickly before he recomposes himself, his face stoic, hiding his feelings deep inside. "Interesting," Hermes mumbles, a sinister smile appearing on his face as he looks from Luka to Katrina and back again. I can tell he noticed their magical bond, which shines brighter the closer he gets to her. Their magic cannot help but mingle whenever they're near each other, his black and her white aura melding together to create multiple grey spectrums unlike any seen before.

Lily stated as she looked at the white cat in front of her. The white cat glared at him and then said, “Nothing like that would happen. Do you think that I am like other cats? I am a witch who transfigured herself in this form. If not for the fact that my mana was all used up, I would have turned myself back in the human form.” She then turned her head and asked, “Where is my disciple, I will ask her to pour me food.” Lily stared at the little cat and then replied, “Levy went outside. She had something to do, by the way, how did you turn into a cat?”

Ding Hao poured some of the Zhuhuai blood into the sunken stone bowl at the bottom of the small Plutus Cat tower. It took six bowls of blood to transform the Plutus Cat tower into a fat golden cat. It jumped in the void feistily and made all kinds of attacks, biting motions, and killing postures before finally integrating into Evil Moon's body. "Meow..." The fat cat flapped its wings, leaving streaks of silver light in the void, like a pair of scissors. "Meow. Meow. I'm also going to this Fake God city to try my luck. Excuse me..." The fat cat moved its big rear and turned into a stream of light that disappeared into the distance.

"Be safe, little cat." When I lift my head, she's already gone. I wonder why these two keep calling me cat. Do they know that I am a witch who can transform into a white cat? Well, some of the witches in our city can transform into different animals, like a bird and a cat. The fact that a lot of us were hybrids, half-werewolves, and half-witches that could transform into different forms made us even stronger and more powerful. However, I wonder why my parents never want anyone to know that I can transform into a white cat.

I had thought I had lost her forever! “I wanted to catch bass for lunch.” I gaped at her, realizing why she made just the sauce! “Shift right away!” She shook her head, picking up the pail of catch with her mouth. I took it away from her and blocked her path. “Shift, Hermione! Right now! You should have informed me before going out.” “You were busy.” She tried to escape me, but I was adamant. “Felixe, move!” “No, Hermione! You have disobeyed me, and I will punish you.” She groaned and went backwards into the water’s edge.

Alex was spread-eagled bare chested across the spinning Earth, which in itself made me dizzy. His skin was purpled with bruises, as he hung like a beaten god over the world. Jeremy whined, clasping his arms around King. Jason’s glossy black hair fell across her brother’s white like she was hugging him, but then I noticed the twisted Hermione’s wand that sparked in her hand, if Hermione had been a Dominatrix (and there was my cousin’s kinky fantasy fulfilled), motherents before she thrust it against Alex’s gut.

She moved towards me. "It's perfume," I answered, my brow furrowing at the absurdity of her question. What does perfume have to do with anything, I thought. "No, Leon," she corrected me, her smirk widening, "It's not just any perfume. It's a Potion of Charm." My heart thudded in my chest. I remembered Hiro mentioning the Potion of Charm before. This bottle of potion has to be the same one she used on Eris and the prince, making them believe they were meant to be together.

The huge dog let out another sound, and when our eyes locked, I was trapped in some kind of magic. Almond-shaped eyes, silver and slanted, gleamed as they stared back at me like a furnace fire but in a dull color. With its height, the eyes were considerably big, too, but I have never seen eyes as expressive as this one. There was something in them I couldn't name, and I couldn't look away. Maybe I was enthralled or something, but I couldn't take my eyes off those silver orbs! And my heart pounded when the world seemed to be still. My vision zeroed in. I found myself trapped in those clear eyes!

But Jason's childhood friend, Lilian Foster, traded her own tongue to a black-market witch for the antidote. The moment the truth was exposed, the love in Jason's eyes turned into a hatred that pierced through the bone. He sold me to the black market as a live test subject for experiments and forced me to drink a Corrosive Spellvial. My insides rotted away, and I died from sheer pain. Now, I had regressed in time, once again holding that same bottle of Love Potion. This time, I didn't hesitate. I drank it all in one swift movement.

The mayor had called Hermione to inform her of the bribe Peach Brickley had donated.Hermione's initial plan had changed in the past few days.They'd shown her that they were still as cruel as they were before.She intended to be ruthless.She wanted revenge and she wanted it badly.She wanted a different approach though.