Novel & Cerita Metamorphmagus Harry Potter

“I’ll end it quick. No hard feelings.” Lotanni tilted her head. “Try.” The horn sounded. Bryon launched forward, his figure blurring as his muscles pulsed with reinforcement magic. His punch came fast, aimed straight for Lotanni’s chest. She vanished. A shimmer of water. Her form melted into a slick blur, reappearing behind him. The familiar hissed again, leaping off her shoulder mid-air, its form expanding. In an instant, the shimmering cat twisted, warped, and grew—mass expanding, form changing until a tiger made of water stood beside her, fangs bared, eyes glowing with deep sapphire light.

He saw a figure huddled in the corner, cloaked in darkness. Liam hushed. “Meagia?” The figure stirred, and a faint voice whispered back, choked with emotion. Meagia became tearful. “Dad? Is that really you?” Liam's heart surged with relief and fear as he recognized the voice. He approached the cell and saw his daughter, Meagia, her eyes filled with tears. She was chained to the cold, iron bars, her magical powers suppressed by dark enchantments.

He slid a look at Cameron’s dad, impressed. “Oh dear,” Aislen smirked. “That looks like it hurt.” “Takes a big man to beat another in chains,” August sneered. “Well,” Connery stepped back. “I will leave you to it. If you care to stop back by Meguitte once you are done here and donate some blood, that would be appreciated,” he said to Harry. “We’re going to need a lot of it to perfect this spell.” He turned and strolled away.

She carefully unrolled the scroll, her eyes scanning the arcane symbols and encrypted messages. But as she translated the ancient text, a sense of foreboding settled over her. The scroll revealed a startling twist—a fragment of the dark curse responsible for the Magus's transformation was entwined with the Veritas Reliquary. To break the curse, they would not only have to find the Reliquary but also discover how to separate the dark fragment from its protective magic.

Somehow, I knew who the wolf was. "Ava?" I asked cautiously. The wolf tilted her head and transformed into her human form. "Selene?" she asked breathlessly. Ava reached up and grabbed me at arm's length. "How in the world? I had no idea that you…" "I know. I was pretty shocked myself," I started, but the sound of an ear-splitting battle cry interrupted us. A hunter was charging us with a flail swinging violently around his head. Pure instinct took over my body, but instead of shifting I lifted my hand and magicked him to a complete stop.

I shot a confused glance towards Nova, who waited until Ryker was finished speaking to chime in. “Manipulation is mental magic. Kind of like Diana’s coercion.” Her eyes became tight around the corners, “Jameson’s ability to make himself look like other people is also a form of manipulation because he’s not truly becoming that person. He’s only tricking your mind into seeing them. Transfiguration is where you become that person. To the rest of the world you look like them. Hell, you even take on their scent.” Sterling stalked into the room twirling one of Regina’s necklaces around his finger. “That means Atticus Morningstar could be anyone, anywhere, at any time.”

" I remind myself why I came here in the first place. I didn't replace Alice because I intended to sacrifice myself and take her place. My magic has progressed quickly, even though I haven't been practicing. I close my eyes and allow magic to connect both of us, and when we connect, I see in his mind the person he intends to see. The person he wishes to see. And I become that person with minimal effort. As an extra touch, I convince him to ignore all that feels odd to him. This little encounter will slip from his mind completely and he will have no knowledge of it. It only lasts a few seconds.

Well, at least I finally got something I can do as a mage, right? Water splintered like glistening crystals as I turned and followed the rhythm with precision. I closed my eyes as I continued on my track, there was another smooth splash. Once again, I turned and leaped a little, then faced the audience and opened my eyes. I thought I'd see my expectants watching me in awe. But to my surprise, my line of vision was directed to a pair of unfamiliar pitch black eyes, the darkest shade of black I've ever seen in my whole life.

This Transformation technique was extremely magical, and others wouldn’t be able to tell whether it was real or fake. Alex sneered and deliberately said, “Heh heh, why can’t I be here? Hermione Yggdrasil, are you with that guy called Dummy? Following him makes you my enemy. Now, hurry up and kneel and lick my toes, and I might consider sparing your life.” “What? You…”

Watching that, Darryl, who was hidden in a dark corner, started to panic. 'They came prepared. There's no use even if Master rejects. No way. I must think of a solution.' Thinking to himself, Darryl remembered he had a Transfiguration Elixir with him. Immediately, he had an idea. He ate the elixir and activated his fairy soul power. In the blink of an eye, Darryl's facial features changed and turned into Magaera's appearance. Darryl developed the Transfiguration Elixir in recent years. It could transform one's appearance. However, the ingredients required were rather rare, and throughout the one year in Keygate Continent, he only managed to produce one of them.