Hogwarts Legacy One Eyed Witch Novels & Stories

The witches, with their ancient knowledge and mystical powers, prepared to perform the rites that would free me from the bonds that tethered me to Lucius. The lead witch, her eyes gleaming with an otherworldly light, approached me with purpose. Her hands moved deftly, tracing intricate patterns in the air as she began the ritual to remove the mark that Lucius had branded upon my skin. I gritted my teeth against the pain, feeling the searing heat of the magic as it worked its way through my body.

Root of hemlock digg 'd i' the dark, Liver of blaspheming Jew, Gall of goat, and slips of yew, Silver'd in the moon's eclipse, Nose of Turk and Tartar's lips, Finger of birth-strangled babe, Ditch-deliver'd by a drab, Make the gruel thick and slab: Add thereto a tiger's chaudron, For the ingredients of our cauldron. ALL Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn and cauldron bubble. Second Witch Cool it with a baboon’s blood, Then the charm is firm and good”. I make a disgusted face. “Is that what's in the mix ? Are we having our hands in newt eyes and mummies ?” Yes, we do, my dear”. Siri puts a basket on the table, filled with different glasses of herbs.

They could harm her with their magical powers. "I told you, you will pay for ruining my political career, Avalor. I told you that if I can’t have that bitch Hilda as my sex slave, then I will not give you the pleasure to murder her as well. Looks like you've murdered her already," he snarled, trying to come closer. No, Richard, she is alive. Don’t get closer to her." The two Witches voices echoed simultaneously. I snapped at them with murderous eyes. One of them fused her eyes into mine, trying to weaken me, but I averted immediately, throwing back my gaze at Lucas.

OLIVIA’S POV I received the warning from the shadows—fragmented whispers that witches advanced on our territory, their numbers growing. It wasn’t a dream or rumor; a snitch slipped in a coded message only I could decode. A war of magic and bloodstone wasn’t just prophecy—it was a dark destiny whispered by Elder Alyosha years ago. I remember dismissing those words once, eager to step into my new role as Dominic’s Luna. But now, as I sensed the witches gathering, his prophecy echoed with chilling clarity.

Theodore questioned, and immediately Liara’s eyes widened when she realized who could help her in this situation. “I know who can answer this question. Why didn’t I think about her before?” With this, she quickly stood up to wear some decent clothes. She threw a polo t-shirt at Theodore, who wore it without questioning her as long as she was taking him with her. “We are going to meet one of my family members. I mean, she is Steve’s cousin. So, we are not really related.” “Okay. But who is she?” Theodore asked. “I have to visit Scarlett Hecate Wright,” Liara told her ring. “She is one of the strongest witches in the whole world; also, she is the reincarnation of the first witch of the world.”

Before whispering into his ear with a sad smile, “This is why you should never be close to me.” Moving her hand calmly. Chiri placing the palm of her hand over his eyes. Bearing a grim expression, the Witch said something under her breath that Allen could not catch. The utterance succeeded by a hot blindly burst of electricity and the screech of Horus in pain. Stunned, Allen waited along with the crowd to determine the outcome. The light subsided to reveal Horus curled on his side whimpering as he clutched his injured eye.

They were lidless, disembodied eyes! Leesa shut down her telekinesis and the eyes stopped moving, hanging suspended ten or twelve inches in front of her now. She felt her own eyes grow wide with surprise and horror as the three pairs of eyeballs fixed their gaze upon her. They were a pale, grayish blue color—the exact same color as Dominic’s eyes! She couldn’t know for sure, but she suspected these eyes had once belonged to the wizards the Necromancer and his black waziri henchmen had murdered. Somehow, the evil mage had trapped them here inside his table. She prayed that Dominic had not suffered a similar fate.

But there is no present in the field that I know of who knows witchcraft. Trying to find the person who has done this. My eyes fell on a figure hiding behind the tree. It is a woman wearing a black cloak that cover her most of the face and a mask which covers her lower half of the face. The only thing that can be seen is her eyes that are frequently changing its colour.I only recognised the person by her eyes. Her eyes are now a mix of violent and unique electric icy blue and they are glowing. I do not know or read that white wolves are gifted with witchcraft. But apparently my mate is.

She walked closer to where I was, dragging the sword against the earth. The young woman I had earlier fought with moved closer to the woman, but she held her left hand in the air. "It's alright, Gwen," she said, taking a few more steps toward me, until she was a few feet away and it was only when I stared into her deep purple eyes, I realized she was blind. "She broke through the boundary spells, and she's a witch working for the Dark Circle, Valerie," Jax muttered, eagerly wanting to cut off my head. The woman's face was turned to me, it was as if she could see me.

I observed the way Gabe wielded his blade with precision, each cut had been deliberate and calculated to inflict maximum pain. “Can’t cast spells on people when you can’t see them bitch,” Gabe ended decisively, his hand fisted over her eye. “Now I’m going to make sure you can never cast another spell again by making your hands completely useless. Unless you fucking open that mouth and tell us everything you know. Who is your man on the inside here? How’d you know where to lay in wait for Evelina?!” There were so many questions we needed the answers to. The witch cackled, spitting out blood. Her head swung to face me and I gasped as the empty eye sockets, rivulets of blood flowing freely from