Hermione Wand Core Novels & Stories

"Mr. Weasley, I noted, during class, that your wand is not in the better of conditions. Can you show it to me?" Erik asked the boy, whose face went as red as his hair. But he retrieved his wand from a side pocket and presented it to Erik. The poor thing had seen better days, of that Erik was sure off. It was twenty nine centimeters long, made of ash wood with a core of unicorn hair. Erik could identify the wand's core because he could see it. The wand's tip was chipped and the point of the unicorn hair could be seen in it. It was broken in the middle too, but it had been stuck together with the use of an adhesive tape. "That wand would not do, Mr. Weasley. Continuing to use it will only dama

Elegantly dressed in deep blue robes, he steps around the desk. “How can I help?” He questions. His voice was deep and soothing, and his greying hair was slicked back into a low ponytail, kept there by a rope. “The King wishes for you to activate the witch’s amulet and send this girl to her own world with it to be destroyed there.” The Wizard’s expression becomes alerted to the words and steps closer to me. This was the first time someone had approached me where I felt no fear, I just didn’t know why.

the most prestigious shop in the territory. Her eyes locked onto a crystalline magic wand displayed in the center. Its core contained a rare phoenix feather, with moonstone and diamond inlays along the handle. "1.9 million?" Alexander muttered, his face paling at the price tag. The Thorn Pack had been devastated by the territory wars before we took leadership. Even now, after years of recovery under our guidance, we were still rebuilding our resources. Sarah quickly stepped in, playing her part perfectly. "Lily, sweetheart, that's too expensive. Alpha Alex is already so generous to us..."

I looked up resigned to my future. Gan-Gan walked over to the wall that had the weapons on it and the curtain began to rise. “I thought you said I wouldn’t need any of these today?” I said as I followed behind her. She opened a small panel that revealed multiple wands. All with different kinds of crystals. She pulled one of the wands off the wall that was white with a Blue Angelite crystal.

he asked while holding his injured shoulder. Sir Tera suddenly stepped closer and glanced at the purple core. “Grand Mage Aldred, what is your decision?” he asked and pointed at Bran. "This kid, Bran, has full of white cores and two red ones-" "A single core of an A-class beast is valued as ten cores from B-class beasts," Aldred explained. Sir Tera nodded in respect of the grand mage’s decision. He went back to his fellow knights and had a quiet, short discussion. Silence stayed in the whole arena as they were all waiting for the result.

After that, the three of them walked side by side and browsed through some of the stalls in the city. While browsing, Henry was attracted by a particular stall… The stall’s name was ‘You Definitely Can’t Afford It…’. Intrigued, Henry walked up to the stall and clicked on it. There was a white magic wand in the stall… The magic wand was beautiful. The lower section was a shiny, silver shaft, while the upper section was a silver crown. There was a pretty, silver, starlight effect around the magic wand. It looked ethereal. This magic wand belonged to the Counselor class…

Indeed, she had managed to see her magic in this manner way back when she was just a fledging wizard. It did not take long before she could see the shimmering yellow glow pulsating inside her. In the center of it floated the golden sphere that was the core of her power. It shone as clear and bright as she had ever seen it. Now came the hard part. Somehow, she had to will a piece of that core to leave her body and merge with the ivory box. Direct it, don’t force it, Dominic had told her. Make it happen, but let it happen. Wizard speak was often filled with ambiguities and seeming contradictions, but she had grown used to it.

of her. Lily who was living an ordinary life, had fallen for the prince of the kingdom. Prince, not knowing her identity, had loved her too. But there came the day when her sister and her love had fought against her. She realized her kind was not safe there. Humans have greed and jealousy which makes them weak. So she gave up all her power to make this wand to help and protect her kind, her people. During her last breath, she asked to make a world with a better heart than humans. She died separating the world from humans and other realms, during the last days she had missed and cried for her love and her sister. Thus when she died the witches has restored a part of her in this wand. Only a

"From all the way at the tomb?" "No, silly." Diana giggled. "We heard you talking to Reynold on the phone just now. About shadow traces and checking rooms. And we remembered Maggie saying wolf tail grass helps purification magic work better. So we collected some from the garden." "And the teeth?" Dominic asked. "Maggie also said baby teeth hold pure energy because they come from childhood innocence or something." Devon shrugged. "We had ours saved in a box, so we added them to make the wands stronger."

It fit snugly in her palm and she smiled at the warmth. “It’s made from the branch of a four-hundred-year-old white oak, soaked in holy water, until the color was bleached out of it. The end, past those markings, is carved from the scapula bone of an angel.” Serenity’s gaze snapped to the end of the wand, as her hand flew open. She turned it, noticing for the first time, the small holes in the end, the webbing of bone. She stared at it, wondering if she should put it back. She didn’t want anything to do with angels… But the more she held it, the more she was convinced, it was hers and hers alone.