Latin Harry Potter Spells Novels & Stories

Spooky and terrifying energy slowly emerged from the surrounding air, enveloping his body. “Rise!” The bloody force field began to emit light. Especially, the moon on that sign became increasingly brighter and bigger. A denser stench of blood even floated down. Alex roared, “What are you waiting for? Let’s attack the snake’s left eye together!” Alex took the lead and acted first. He unleashed the Ten-Point Forbidden Spell, Great Flame Spell, and the Great Icebound Spell at the snake eye in one fell swoop. Dorothy and Esmeralda also followed suit.

There she was, sprawled on the floor with that same wizard. He was casting another spell and held his hand in a claw-like position, gathering energy, and was about to release it. I knew immediately what that spell was and how deadly, and painful it could be. "Fluxus electricus, ignis internus, stupor et ardor!" (Electric flow, inner fire, numbness, and burning!) “Enough, she's coming with us!” Luca hollered and turned to his men. “Bring her along!” he added.

"Before moving on to our mild offensive spells, let us discuss first the last spell under survival type. The FLEEING SPELL." Professor De Belen spoke once more. This time, she intended to give her students an actual demonstration. She waved her wand and chanted the spell, "SKOTEINÓ THÉAMA"1 Upon successfully enchanting the spell, a blinding light shoot out from Professor De Belen's wand and it instantly engulfed the entire classroom. It lasted for about a minute before the dazzling light gradually faded.

‘Charles, you don't understand the consequences of this spell,’ he pleaded desperately. But I continued to shake off his grip, my determination unwavering. I had spent months researching and preparing for this moment, and I couldn't let anyone or anything stand in my way. The power surged through me, and soon I will have the power to change everything. 'Ekleípō.' I mumbled under my breath as I focused all my energy on casting the spell. The air crackled with anticipation, and a blinding light enveloped me, signaling that the spell had taken effect. Little did I know that the consequences of my actions would be far greater than I had ever imagined.

Charlotte asks while looking at the page filled a list of words that looks like they are arranged in alphabetical order. Katya and Azraiel scoot closer to get a better look at what she is referring to. Katya scrunches her brows in concentration trying to translate any of the words with the letters they have recognized so far. Azraiel picks up the page on which they have written the translated symbols. “No..” He whispers. Katya and Charlotte look at him in question. “These are not herbs or ingredients for any spell.” He picks up the pen and translates the word he has been looking at on the blank paper.

Toloefretus sighs, leaving the podium for me. I clasp my palms "Feki sa mon tua elon kizo!" A wand appears in my hands. "Tsk. Too easy! and she still had to recite the spell." Someone hollers from the back. The class erupts in series of laughter, making Glinda to cower her head in embarrassment. Eros shifts uncomfortably as Ketura minions' giggle excitedly. "You can do it Hermione, you can do it." I tell myself, inhaling before pointing my wand towards the dried flower.

I pressed my cheek against his back and closed my eyes. "Protective enchantments," he replied before continued to whisper some words which I did not quite catch. I unfolded my arms and faced him. "What?" He whipped the stick on his hand and spoke louder. "Cave Inimicum, Fianto Duri, Protego Horribilis, Protego Maxima, Protego Totalum, Repello Inimicum, Salvio Hexia, Muffliato, Repello Muggletum." I could not help but laugh. Oh, my God. He really was putting some protective enchantments. "You are such a legit Potterhead!"

Before I light them, I grab the jars of herbs and sprinkle them around in the shape of a pentagram. I'm going to die if this actually works. I'm so desperate for anything at this point. With a lit match, I light the candles and stand back. Honestly, the whole set-up looks amazing. I grab the book and hold it up. "Words… words…" I run my finger down the page, looking for the spell words. "Okay, here we go... Ad mortale te voco campum. Serva mihi et fac imperium meum usque ad Vigiliam Samhain."

“Is all magic spoken in Latin?” “Not all but the Red Moon Witches all speak in Latin and that is our descendants. Most of the spells are written in Latin and the ones that hold the most power to our people is written in old Latin. I’m sure you will catch on quickly. You were always a good student in school.” I tell her and big smile forms on her face. “I took some courses on old Latin and glad to hear I will get to use it.” She says as she places her hand on my legs and I feel myself hardening to her touch.

Viktor paid no attention to Herwin's words, for immediately after firing the acid splash he began to cast a new spell. "Frigidus aer et ventus glacialis, intendunt digitum meim [Ray of frost]" Knowing what he had to do in this situation, Herwin began casting the same spell used by his once friend. Well, thanks to his studies, he had learned how to counter a spell "Frigidus aer et ventus glacialis, intendunt digitum meim [Ray of frost]" Unfortunately most of Herwin's knowledge was theoretical and not practical, for this reason it was difficult for him to Counter his opponent's spell.