Hogwarts Legacy Goblin Novels & Stories

When the room went dark again, I heard mumblings through the crowd. "Did you see that werewolf?" "It looked so real!" "I'd never seen such a realistic-looking animatronic." "It was so scary!" Shit! I was worried, realizing why that must have happened. Luckily, no one had seen him shift and they thought he was part of the show. But this couldn't be good. He would have ripped his clothes when he did that. I stayed behind and did my best to feel around for where it would have torn. My fingers found a shopping bag. My potion! I picked it up and my stomach dropped as it made the sound of broken glass. But maybe it was still okay. It was just dried herbs, after all. I hadn't added the water yet. A

In the middle of that square a small goblin like creature stood as if waiting for him. Ruben frowned, looking at his wrists and rotating them around rubbing them where the shackles had been. ‘Fuck, now the shackles are off I could go save Kat!’ He looked back up with a grimace, seeing the goblin walking towards him and recognised the creature as Lord Basille’s assistant and contract writer. “I need to go back.” Ruben demanded. The goblin shirked his shoulders in surprise and then nervously licked his reptilian-like lips. “Impossible…now is the time for summoning.”

Angel just smiles at him and they walk back to the cabin in silence. Once they clear the forest again, they see Alexis and Akilina standing in front of the cabin waving. As they got closer Alexis told Akilina to go inside. She raises her rifle a little, “What are you all? Monsters yourselves?” Angel smiles, “Sort of, we are very powerful monsters. I’m a genetically altered human with the blood of more monsters than I can count running through my veins. Not to mention the thousands of spells that have been cast on me. This guy behind me was just a normal wolf until I found him.” Drake nodes at Angel, “When he found me, I was on the verge of death, and he saved me. So, I have decided to s

“After the war, Seth needed a Gamma that knew how to fight and his had died in the war, so he forced me to take the position. I didn’t want to work with this monster, but he had made up his mind. So, he kidnapped Louise, my mate, and put her in prison. Every time he wanted me to do something, he would bring me down to see her, and he would torture her until I broke and would do everything he asked. I felt her pain, her desperation, I would do anything to make it stop.” The tears that had welled were now streaming down his face. Lucas felt himself getting angry, and suddenly understood his grandfather much better. “And now, he wants you to take over. Please, Lucas. I can’t endure one more of

ZADOK “No! Please don’t take me there! I only just escaped!” The goblin cried as I dragged him towards the cave, carrying his bag at my back. “I don’t care. I need to get my partner, and if catching a jewellery thief will get the desired result, then so be it.” “The dragon doesn’t care about this. I got it out a few decades ago. He has long forgotten about it!” The goblin explained, but I didn’t care.

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

Blood splattered out of it, and the creature yelped out in pain. "Ahhh!! You broke it. You broke Solums nose." It wailed in a pitiful voice. "That's not the only thing I'll break if you don't stay put." Olivia warned in a menacing voice. "I thought we asked you to stay quiet."" My father asked. "Solum couldn't breathe." The creature replied sadly, still nursing its broken nose. I suddenly felt terrible about it. "What is it?" I asked. "A goblin. Found it in the forests, must have deserted Saltos's army." My father replied.

“I was actually going to suggest we do this together. I want you to feel confident in your role here, Elena. This is your legacy.” The word “legacy” made my stomach churn. I’d spent most of my life working part-time jobs, struggling to make ends meet, and barely scraping by. This world of wealth and power was foreign to me, and no matter how much Adrian reassured me, I couldn’t shake the feeling that I didn’t belong. --- Later that day, I decided to take a break from the estate’s endless demands. I wanted to do something special for Adrian, to thank him for standing by me through everything.

As he neared the door, he stopped abruptly and turned around with a look of self blame as he had forgotten something. “By the way, I forgot for a moment that I also looked into the foul-smelling herbs that they used on the arrow when they attacked one of the guards at the border,” he said. “I also asked someone who seemed to know about herbs, a sage from another pack. She told me that only one group of people have access to something that dangerous as werewolves and vampires cannot touch the herb.” I knew the answer to that if he mentioned werewolves and vampires, but I still wanted him to say it.

** Abby Kora and I were once again working on me integrating my abilities when Hex appeared in front of me, startling me slightly, but I was beginning to get used to his random appearances – as long as he stayed out of Damien’s and my bedroom, I was fine with it. He had a slightly worried look on his face that alarmed me, “Hex, what is it?” Kora ran to us to hear what he had to say. “Your father is dead, we don’t have much time until the portals open. Lord Damien is keeping him distracted for as long as possible to buy us time.” He looked between Kora and me, then we looked at each other. This is it. I was stunned and silent from shock, so Kora spoke to Hex for me, “Gather your fellow puca’s