Lightning Spells Harry Potter Novels & Stories

Morgana said Finn stretched his hand conjuring his sickle back to him but a blue smoke hits him and he stumbled over a vehicle. It swerves back and it transformed to Harry as his hand detached from his body and punched Finn's face. Finn bounced on the wall dodging the sharp ice shot by Morgana and kicked Harry away swiftly. Nick gripped his sickle as Finn conjured it. He held it tight not letting it go as Finn groaned angrily calling the sickle with his hand. "Get over here!". Finn roared in a demonic voice as his hand spark with lightning. The sickle sparked with lightning as well and nick left go of it as it shocked him.

Her human self was never designed to hold this much godhood. Viktor's voice finally broke free. "Cheating!" He was paralyzed, though he could scream. “She’s casting a spell during the physical combat! This is a violation!" But before anyone could respond, the sunlight dimmed. Not gradually. Instantly. As if a blanket had been thrown over the sun. There were thunderclouds in spite of clear weather minutes before. There was a bolt of lightning above the arena. The bolt struck with a crack so loud that it seemed the world was being torn apart. When the light is gone three figures where the lightning struck.

Whatever spell is around Winter, he knew it would protect her. Rolling over, I whisper an incantation to summon wind. A ball of it gathers in the room and I direct it at the werewolf. It hits him in the side, knocking him off of me. I scramble to my feet. The werewolf snarls as he gets up, his yellow eyes blazing with rage. He charges at me, but I'm prepared this time. With a flick of my wrist, I send a bolt of lightning towards him. It hits him square in the chest and he staggers backwards, his body convulsing with pain.

She looked into her spelling book over and over again to memorize the words and then she lit up candles in a circular motion and placed Raymond's book in the center and started casting the spells. “ Sectumsempra Avada Kedavra Lumos Expelliarmus Wingardium Leviosa ” As soon as she finished casting the spell, her eyes turned white and she began floating on the air in a sitting position as strong wind burst open the window and entered the room and the candlelight started to flicker. She then took a small knife and cut open her palm for blood to seep out and she let it drop on the book and after some time she watched as the blood gathered together and began to write a word.

With each strike, he channeled the spell's energy, guiding him with a purpose that transcended mere physical prowess. In a pivotal moment, Arinna's spell found its mark—a decisive strike infused with the spell's transformative energy. It pierced through the heart of Emilia's darkness, shattering the malevolent force that had held her captive. As the darkness dissipated like a dissipating storm, Emilia collapsed to the ground, her once-feral eyes now clear and luminous once more.

I didn’t wait for orders. Lightning exploded from my fingertips, crackling across the soaked ground like a living serpent. The blast hit the first wave of orcs head-on, blowing them apart in a concussive burst. Thunder roared in the heavens as my magic raged, my cloak flaring from the wind pressure of my spell.

"Luna, I can't just stand by if—" "Don't!" I shouted. My hand raised reflexively, but everything happened too quickly. One of the wizards raised his hand. A black spell, glowing a deep red, was released in a single burst. The air split with a sharp whistling sound, like a knife slicing through it.

Sweat beaded on Meredith’s temples as she watched. I lifted my head, feeling the slow slide of his hold slipping away. “I’m not fighting you,” I said quietly. Light erupted from my chest—not fire, not lightning, but a silver burst. It flowed outward through the black veins, washing away the darkness. Hybrids gasped as if surfacing from underwater. Black drained from their eyes. Chains of blood magic shattered like glass. Meredith flinched as the spell collapsed.

As she was placing another binding spell on him, Grayson managed to zap her hands, giving him time to wrap her body in silver. I heard Marly scream in agony as Grayson laughed out loud. With him being distracted, I was able to circle behind him. I threw a silver bolt of lightning through his core. I knew from his staggering response, I had hit something vital. He roared in outrage, trying to stem the flow of blood coming from his body.

At that moment, Charlie felt that what he held in his hand was no longer just a Thunder Order, but rather a spherical lightning ball, which was often mentioned in science fiction novels! Vera had never seen such a sight before. Her intuition told her that the light in Charlie's hand was becoming stronger and stronger. If Charlie did not act quickly, there might be a possibility of Charlie endangering himself. So, she instinctively shouted, “Young Master, cast your spell quickly, don't wait any longer!” Charlie shook his head and said, “It’s not up to me whether to cast the spell or not!”