Hogwarts Legacy Animagus Novels & Stories

She used her life-support magic and healed her injury, but in exchange, her hair turned gray and her skin wrinkled. Still hidden in the shadows, Jacques mocked her, “Is this what you actually look like? An old hag.” He remarks contemptuously. Cold sweat formed on her forehead, but she didn’t care. She raised her staff, ready to show this ungrateful show off what makes a great, powerful concubine of magic. “Gigans Forestus.” She shouted. Her voice filled with strength the world hadn’t seen in centuries. Soon, the vines started crawling everywhere, books began returning to their natural form as trees. In an instant, the whole library became a forest and in the middle of the room, where the vin

"The former alpha requires your presence, it's an emergency so he asked you two to make a haste." He bowed and left us alone. James changed himself in his animal form. He was huge and his fur had a beautiful color of golden just like his eyes and in those eyes he held an anger. He took a step forward to show intimidation but I didn't flinch at all because I was not afraid of him he was my brother. For a moment he locked his eyes on mine and glowered at me and ran towards the house. I watched him dismiss in the forest and I remained in my human form so I could take my sweet time walking home looking at the beauty of nature, always been breathtaking.

It was weird and natural at the same time, as though she was meant to be a bookworm from the very beginning. She was not fooled, though. She knew her change of heart has got something to do with her reading her partner’s memory—if that was what happened. It was, as she remembered, the very reason why her name became rather infamous… well, more renounced than the first time she entered the school. Apparently, she was now expected to be a fully-fledged Animagus. The thought gave her an unrecognizable joy. Mastering her body thieving, after all, was the reason why she’s here.

Every member had a keycard that was made compatible to the artificial moth defects carefully embedded on the front main door. The knocking persisted and the two politicians had no choice but to respond. Scot stood up and checked the camera on his left. He saw a woman standing outside dressed in a blue long dress carrying a white bag. For a moment, the ex-spy remained motionless until he pressed the intercom. He needed to interrogate the guest before he could allow her in. ‘May I help you mum?’ Scot asked through a tiny microchip imbedded in his right ear. ‘Yes, would you allow me in or not?’ the female voice responded nonchalantly.

"But I do appreciate the reminder." Evelynn's smile faltered. Then Lucian stepped forward. He opened his box with deliberate slowness, the performance of a man who understood that anticipation was its own kind of pressure. Inside, on dark velvet, lay a delicate silver chain strung with two interlocked rings — both etched with binding runes that every wolf in the room recognized immediately. Second mate bonds. The Lycan declaration of a bond accepted beyond the first.

groaned Lycus Lewis in his mind. Albus looked around the room and did not find the scepter containing The Heart of Magic. Albus's heart pounded. He approached Lycus Lewis, who was in a state of death. Albus tore off Lycus Lewis's shirt. He could see that tendrils of black energy were almost filling Lycus Lewis's chest. Once his chest was perfectly black, his heart would explode and shatter. Lycus Lewis was dying.

Petrified that he might actually get his hands on Sky, I use all my strength to get out of his grasp. James is startled by the fact that I have just effortlessly manhandled him. I'm a little shocked too but I don't dare show him that. He stumbles onto the ground and the shock in his eyes us somehow visible even though it's dark. I'm pretty sure I'm not my usual self right now so I don't question how I'm able to see this clearly in the dark. James's confusion grows when he sees his prescious Aurora stalking over him, I guess the demon version of Aurora never stood up to him, well guess what, I'm not Aurora and it's time dear James understood that.

Its surface began not only to bubble, but to give off fiery sparks, as though it were on fire. "Now..." Aosoth said, moving around the cauldron to where Aragon stood like a statue "Bone of the Servant, willingly given, you will restore your master" She said and plunged her hand towards Aragon's chest. With a sickening crunch, her hand went through flesh, muscle and bone as though the girl were nothing but a holographic image. With a grunt, Aosoth withdrew her hand, now bloody and holding what looked like a rib, and threw it in the cauldron. The liquid changed from its milky consistency to a black, tar-like substance.

“But you have to swear it. Right now.” Without hesitation, Bennet pulled out his wand and began murmuring an ancient incantation in a language I didn’t recognize. The air in the room shimmered with power as he finished the spell and declared: “I, the black wizard Bennet, swear never to harm Lucy, Rose, or Alpha Jack of the Blue Lagoon Pack. I swear to help Lucy win Jack’s heart. If I break this vow, may death strike me instantly.” As the final word left his lips, a black symbol appeared across his neck—a glowing mark that shimmered ominously before fading into his skin. The curse had taken hold.

“Where are you going?” “I need to get my phone and, uh, make some calls.” “To who? The animal shelter?” “No, a friend.” I wince. “Because I really have no clue on how to change him back. I don’t even know how I did this in the first place. Transfiguration is really complicated magic that I’ve never even attempted on this level before.” Eliza’s blue eyes go wide. “You’re kidding, right?” “Oh, how I wish.” Eliza turns back to Scott-cat and shrugs. “I’ll take him home. I promise to take good care of him.”