Novel & Cerita Hogwarts Legacy One Eyed Witch

I watched in horror as the witches used a spell to blast into my mate killing him instantly. My heart and soul shattered as my wolf was losing control at the loss of our mate. Wolves and witches began to watch me in horror as they all stepped away. I saw a puddle near me looking into it. I was shocked, her eyes were glowing like mine do. Helga stood smiling evilly as she began taking our witches and wolves with so much strength it was terrifying. After awhile a powerful witch appeared she had long black curly hair with crystal blue eyes, she was younger looking maybe in her 30s she looked slightly familiar it was weird.

A cot by the edge of the wall and a table with four chairs were the only furniture in the house. The old woman with grey hair and glassy-looking eyes was seated on one of the chairs. Please sit. She cajoled, leaning forward to smile wickedly. Rows of rotten teeth lining her mouth. Emma shivered in disgust, but sat down nonetheless. Lucas sat next to her as they faced the old witch. Looking at her closely, Emma realized the witch was blind. She hardly blinked and had been staring at a spot between Emma's eyes for a while now. Now tell me, what is it you seek?

Ethan roared, his monstrous, giant Lycan form a blur of pure destruction as he charged and tore three phantoms with his claws to shreds mid-air. We breached the high ridge, stepping onto the massive, wind-swept plateau of the ancient obsidian altar. The blizzard violently swirled around us, but my breath caught completely in my throat as the smoke cleared, revealing the architects of our ruin. Standing at the edge of the altar was my treacherous sister, Sienna, her eyes wide with a manic, villainous glee. Beside her stood Alpha Richard, his dark armor heavy, his hands resting on his hips as he sneered at our advancing army. But standing directly between them was a terrifying, cloaked silhoue

Isabella's wicked, evil laughter echoes all over the entire hallway with all the students cheering and supporting her and clapping out loud. She stomps her foot against my back, and this forces me to arch my back with extreme pain as I turn around screaming and feeling slight tears about to drop out of my eyes. Oh goddess, I really need help right now away from this situation, I think to myself and shake my head quickly when I slowly begin to realize that my eyesight is returning gradually, but everywhere is still kind of blurry. I hate the fact that witches actually have the ability to use their powers in the midst of humans without any of them noticing that something has actually happened

“You finally came back.” The inside of the cottage was exactly how I remembered it—filled with old books, strange herbs hanging from the ceiling, and a fire that burned with blue flames. At the center of it all sat The powerful witch. Her eyes—pure black, endless—pierced through me as she smiled. “Zara,” she murmured, swirling a cup of dark liquid in her hands. “I was wondering when you’d return.” I stepped forward, my chest tight. “I need my memories back.”

Still, she made no sound. "Begin," Darius said. His voice was cold and firm. Lena lifted her chin even though her limbs trembled. From the shadows, a figure came forward, and that figure was not an old woman but a woman of striking beauty who wore a red robe that shone in the firelight. Her eyes were violet and full of power. Her voice was soft and sweet when she spoke, but beneath that sweetness there was something older and colder. She was the witch. The witch drew a dagger that was shaped like a crescent moon. The dagger was black, and it pulsed with ancient power.

Again, she shoved her finger into his right eye, only for him to scream raucously. “Oh, humans are simply luscious. Fuck. We werewolves have got to start feasting on you all lowly creatures” She grinned as she devoured him slowly. “Jinx Armstrong, I swear you'll be next. Wait for me.”

she rose to her feet, her motions fluid and assured. "You didn't even put forth much effort to prove yourself when they gave you a throne and made you their king without any competition," she mocked me, as she frequently did. Elodie walked around the left corner to set the curtain, which I pulled away to reveal the little girl as if Elodie could see that. Elodie lost her eyes at a young age while fighting a battle in the fight between witches, and she has been blind since then, however, has an extraordinary ability to perceive her surroundings, making her the pack's most spiritual, supernatural, and renowned member.

The Luna seemed to calm with her words as she laid down with a small huff. KIARA POV ‘Don’t worry so much. It will work, I know it will.’ Anya reassured me. Of course she could feel my hesitations and fear. There is nothing I could keep from her. I let out a heavy sigh and continued to carefully mix the ingredients. ‘Okay—I got this’ “ I’m ready. I need you to go outside and make sire no one tries to disturb me while I do this. The room is about to be filled with dark magic, so no taking any chances Viviana. No one can come in until I’m done.” I said while staring seriously at Viviana who nodded and headed out the door. She shut the door behind her and I turned to focus my attention on Luna

The old witch's eyes were black and hollow. "But it is not right, it was she who once destroyed that pack. We cannot take innocent lives." It was the same witch who once cast the memory spell on Isabey. "No one cared when Louis and Isabey killed our pack and killed the last heir of the Black Witches. No one came to our aid, so why do we care?" The old witch was furious.