Hermione Mirror Novels & Stories

Prince Evan said. I gasped. Mirror of the past is one of the legendary possessions of the seven first queen witches. In the books I have read, it holds the power to make someone see any events that happened in the past. But how did they find it within that small span of time? The king was silenced. "Yes, Father. We would know what really happened through the mirror," Demitri said as he advanced, voice very calm as if he is very sure of what will everyone see in the mirror.

Seraphina pointed, “is the next one. The Mirror of Veils.” “It’s located beneath the catacombs of Prague,” Malthea added, “hidden behind centuries of protective spells. The cult has been trying to access it for months, but the old coven’s protections have held… until now.” Cassian spoke quietly, his golden eyes distant. “She’s sending something worse this time. The mirror doesn’t only reflect — it traps.” Bain’s voice was steady. “Then we move before she does.” II. Departure and Warnings As they prepared to leave, Petrov, Sokolov, and Vulture pulled Bain aside.

, so that his master could participate from inside—the corpulent Necromancer never stood when he could remain seated. Tonight, everything he needed to do could be done from inside the carriage. He pulled open the top of a sturdy wooden chest that rested on the carriage floor. Reaching inside, he withdrew a round, gold-framed mirror about twelve inches across. The mirror’s smooth surface was fashioned of the same black material as the magical table back in the castle. It served as a smaller version of the table, far less powerful, but useful nonetheless. Holding his palm over the black surface, he started to chant in a low voice. A dozen floating eyes began to appear inside the mirror, growin

I love watching Morwen kneel in the rain, begging a Queen who doesn’t care. I’m not doing this for power. I’m doing it for fun. For every night she let the Hollow feed on me. For every lie she wrapped in kindness. For every student she used as a pawn. Tonight,I will do more harm. I duplicated the Mirror of Truth,the artifact that shows your soul’s weight. I place it in the Grand Courtyard at midnight. By morning, every student will see it. And Morwen will look into it… and see only emptiness. Because you can’t reflect light when you’ve spent your life in shadow.

“M-Magic mirror?” “Yes, a gift from the Seer,” he continued. “It is a powerful mirror which was created by the great human, Merlin, himself. I don’t know how the Seer managed to snatch a precious artifact, but it helped me see anything outside the tower.” He dropped four cubes of sugar after pouring tea. While he was busy stirring the excessive sugar to his cup, I was still unsure how to respond after learning he had been watching me. In fact, another thought resurfaced in my mind..

Zoe's POV "Speculum magicae plenum excantatum, ostende mihi unum ex altera parte," I chanted after I had dropped a droplet of my blood on the back of the silver embossed hand mirror. Instantly the mirror started moving as if I had poured water on it and started rippling in circles. While it did its magic, I had a thought, "Dahlia?" 'Uhuh,' She called out watching the mirror with more attention than me.

Those who were cursing me moments ago were now holding their breath. Every single eye turned to Tania, who was shaking like a leaf. "No... it's not like that..." Tania shook her head frantically, her voice shrill. "It's a lie! It's a trap Evelyn set up!" But no one bought it. The Blood Mirror was an artifact of the First Vampires. It never lied. Valerius rose to his feet. Hellfire blazed in his eyes. The crushing aura of a Lord suffocated the room.

Inside, the tower was a labyrinth of corridors and chambers, each filled with ancient artifacts and arcane symbols. In one chamber, we found a large, ornate mirror framed in gold. Its surface shimmered with a strange, otherworldly light. As we approached, the mirror began to show visions—snapshots of possible futures, some dark and ominous, others filled with hope and triumph. We realized that the mirror was showing us potential outcomes of our quest, depending on the choices we made and the paths we took. It was both a guide and a test, forcing us to confront the consequences of our actions.

Harriet suggested. I couldn't help but let out a sigh. "Harriet, that mirror only answers questions like, 'Who is the fairest of them all?'" I replied, facepalming at the suggestion. Karina, always the book nerd, chimed in with another idea. "What about the magical bug? I read about it in one of the royal manuals. It says we should place it in front of the Living Mirror with the accuser, and the bug will reveal the truth."

"My granddaughter is alive, and she is more deserving of Nethras than half of you are of your thrones." For a moment, I saw Selena flinch. Just slightly. Just enough to know that Grandmother had drawn blood. "Enough," Lord Valerius's voice cut through the burgeoning argument. He looked at me, his gaze lingering on my wrist where the Moon Seal pulsed. "Bring forth the Mirror of Reflection." --- The First Trial: Reflection Attendants wheeled forth the massive slab of mercury-backed crystal again. It was taller than I was, its surface rippling like the skin of a living thing. The mirror didn't reflect light - it seemed to absorb it, drawing the blue torchlight into its depths like a predator dr