Novel & Cerita Mad-eye In Harry Potter

He looked like a man with a big cock, not bigger than mine, but certainly bigger than Hagrids. “No! No! Please- Arghhh!” Hagrid bellowed when I pressed the ring firmly into his eye, watching with delight as the flesh of his eyelids peeled, seeming to be sucked up by the flames, and rolled away like used tissue paper before the flames hissed at the wetness of his eyes.

Daisy hurriedly explained. "You're wasting my time. I think I have to do this." He said and I turned to face him 'cause I didn't understand what he wanted to do. Turning back to look at him, I inhaled some sort of powder and my thinking changed. "Will you follow me now?" Sage asked with a smile. "Yeah, sure." I answered and gasps filled the air. "Sage" Morgan roared. "You know black magic is forbidden in this kingdom. How dare you use it?"

He snaps still unsure but more convinced then before “But just for the record I still think this is all in my mind and I’m only listening because I miss mums voice” I smirk, giggling at how childish he could be, but damn did I not miss it. Just as I was about to tell him the entire plan I could feel a barrier in his head drop down, I surge forward gasping when I realise I could see what he seen, hear what he heard, feel what he could feel. “Turn or il empty hell fire on her” this instantly made his body tighten as he looks up into the eyes of a cold hearted killer, he was a weasley looking bastard, dark brown hair with bushy eyebrows and an even bushier nose

“And how did you get into this house?” If this is the same person who was lurking outside in the forest, they must have used some kind of magic to get inside. Just from looking at them I can tell they are immortal. He has wispy silver irises that seem to have mist floating around them. It’s unnerving to look at. Alden’s spells clearly couldn’t keep him out. “Yes, I’m immortal, and no these eyes don’t just mean I’m immortal, it just correlates to the kind of immortal I am,” he comments slyly. “And yes, I did read your mind. And yes, I do look familiar.”

Lucas had been gone for hours, leaving me to the not so careful ministrations of Magda. The wart nosed witch who I had clobbered over the head with a candlestick. She was hunched forwards with a permanent hunchback and cloudy milky white eyes signalling that her eyesight was diminished with cataracts. She almost looked like she had taken a step out of a Greek mythology book and was actually one of the fabled grey sisters, who determined all living creatures fate. Perhaps she was, all myths derived from elements of truth. Any second now she was going to pull out a pair of rusty old scissors and cut my life cord into two. I held back a giggle at the thought.

I asked, cocking my head at her. My question made her pause, and she rallied, trying to present her case once again now that she believes she has my ear. “The eye of kharvoku is an ancient relic. It is a magical artifact of immense power. Mages of old used it to undo spells and curses, that is why it is called a breaker. For the spell and potion you need, the eye of kharvoku will perform two simultaneous jobs. The first which is in the potion, is to undo all the magic that gives them their power and the second, which is the spell, will act as their jailer. Any other spells the ministry or even the witches cast to restore their power to them will be broken by the eye. But since I cannot find

"Alright... The remains of a dead otter... It was still so tiny. I took a guess that it was still a newborn when it died. I did not understand the idea behind all this. But after you mentioned about spells and charms, I think I start to get the idea..." . "Yeah... But what kind of dark magic do they use in this modern world? Even using a dead animal as their tool. Sick. Sick to the head. Sick to the mind." . "That's not all, Harry... There were also yellow, rotten teeth inside there. Precisely three pieces. It was so disgusting, I literally almost puked upon discovering it all." .

A loud shrieking sound came from the beast. If he wasn't angry before, he sure was now! Think Hazel, THINK! But what the fuck could I do? I was just a girl, a stupid girl waving a stick at a nightmarish beast. What could a stick do? Suddenly an idea popped into my mind. I lifted the stick higher and made sure it was directly pointed at the beast. "EXPELLIARMUS!" I shouted. But nothing happened. FUCK! This spell always worked for Harry Potter - most of the times.

"In two weeks, you will register as a student of Ravenswood High. The final phase of the plan will soon begin and I will have the vengeance I have longed for. You, my dear, will be the straw that breaks the camel's back" The teen bowed even more and responded "Yes mistress, I shall do as you command" The enchantress dismissed the teen and turned back to the pool and continued to watch a sleeping Olive. Olive's Bedroom, Lane Residence. Olive had been tossing and turning for more than an hour and Rosabella who had hidden under an invisibility spell was getting worried. Never had the nightmares gone on for so long. Usually, they were just a few minutes, but this one had been going on for over 2

Grey carried the bloody eyeballs in his hands like gems, the key to his long awaited revenge. He stepped over Odyssey's body mangled beyond recognition the only identity left were the clothes he wore. The eyeballs dropped into the bowl raising the amount of blood already present. "The moon is will soon be in place. I am going start the spell, when a beam hits the bowl boil add fire!" The jacket sprawled across the floor as he rolled up his sleeves to more marks running up his arms. Both arms free over the alter his eyes turned milky white as he took in a deep inhale.