Occamy Harry Potter Novels & Stories

You know, that was how to trump any argument. I’d nodded, glancing around at the snarling Alphas. “He can have his whole life, if I’m gobbled up by the big bad wolves. I was meant to be solving a murder and stopping a war but…” Jeremy snorted. “Look you, was I Claimed by a sorceres or a Muggle?” I’d raised my eyebrow. “What, even with a wolve, I can’t escape the Harry Potter jokes?” Jeremy slunk to his feet. “That depends if you want to see my wand?”

He inhaled the delicious scent, trying to locate the source. Weird, thought Alexander. He used the portal most of the time but never felt that way. The strange feeling he was getting from inhaling the delicious scent intrigued him. He had to find the person. So, he took off running, following the scent like a Bloodhound. Soon, he ended up standing in front of Hertford Manor. Alexander peeked at the front yard, seeing a petite girl, her dark brown hair reaching to her waist. She was looking at the bright full moon, so he was unable to see her face. Her pale fists were curved into a ball; as if she was mired in deep thought.

She said through clenched teeth. 'What was that about?' I mind linked Jax. 'Ever since Tony and I became friends and I started visiting here, the other witches started saying that she has a fascination with werewolves. Tony and I just bonded and not all witches agree with it.' He replied. I looked towards Tony with a sympathetic look and she frowned. "Let's go. Oh, and Jax." She said looking over her shoulder. "Yes?" He raised an eyebrow. "Remember I can hear your wolves. You do not need to mind link each other." She said with a slight chuckle before continuing down the long hallway past dozens of doors. "Alohamora. " Tony said when she stopped in front of a large black rustic looking door.

“Tell me exactly what you are talking about. The details, I want to hear all of it.” Harry folded his arms across his chest as Kael popped his button, exposing his chest. Blond streaks of hair peeled out and glinted against the dim light. “Leoric called to her. I smelt her too, it was…the scent on her was faint, too faint, I almost couldn’t perceive it. It was like she is an-” “Omega.” Harry completed for Kael. Kael nodded. He intentionally left out the part where he was almost suffocated from her scent when she was far away but lost it when she was near. He didn’t understand it yet so he didn’t know how to explain it.

That person who almost succeeded still failed in the end, didn't they? I still felt uneasy. Where exactly did that mute maid go wrong? With only three minutes left on the countdown. Alice spent all her points to exchange for an item called [Camouflage Potion]—it allowed one to perfectly disguise their scent and aura as a wolf Omega. She was gambling everything. "No time to hesitate." Alice looked at us. "I choose the identity: [Castle Laundry Maid (Omega)]. Is anyone willing to come with me?" In the crowd, my usually silent Second Sister, Sofia, raised her hand.

“Johnny get your wrinkly self over here, your stupid bell is not working again!” Icahbod frowed. “Is a woman bearing the name Johnny in this century?” “No, why would you ask that?” “You said we were coming to meet a woman.” “Oh yea, he is the one who will bring her to us, she is his daughter but you have to see the father first.” “Oh, ok.” Minutes later, Ichabod could hear a swift movement behind the shelves and out came a short man in a black tail coat and a large hat which made him look like all those wizards you see in movies like Harry Potter.

She just said 'ALHOMOHRA' the harry potter spell used for opening doors magically. " What nonsense Davina ! " said the boy and moved away. " S...Sorry ... Stathis ." said the girl. Stathis didn't say anything just raised his hands in to show it's okay. Davina then turned back to Cynthia and Ada to apologize. She looked a bit embarrassed. She was about to say sorry that Cynthia and Ada spoke together smiling, " It's okay muggle's won't understand." This made Davina smile. " OH Great, New potter heads in Tombstone high. By the way am Davina a Slytherin., s he said.

Oswic who at once sprang to his feet - way too agile for a two hundred year old, and pointed the wand at the tyronimic that was regaining its cannibalistic nature. “Severortis Tormenetus!” Everyone that was a spectator of the odd events that wrecked their doctrines, faith, ideologies and philosophy held their breathes as there was no physical evidence to Sir. Oswic's charm. The tyronimic, though, began to let out horrendous growls as it jumped from left to right before slamming one of its triple heads on the ground, threatening to cause a deep crack in it. “That spell! - causes the victim - to go delirious.” The people gasped and were taken by the oration from Sir. Oswic.

Jeremiah screamed, he tried to trace down the sorcerer through the window, but it was too dark to see anything. Jeremiah then decided to check Harold’s condition, ‘It was too late, he’s already dead.’ Black smokes were fuming up from the cadaver. ‘Amy could you check the mana in his body…’ Armadale showed up, “of course master,” it said and came closer to Harold’s rigid body. The black smoke was absorbed by it’s mouth, then the book opened by itself. On page three, a new magic diagram was formed and both the shape and name were similar to the one on the second page.

"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." .