Prophecy About Harry Potter Novels & Stories

“What prophecy?” Margaret took a deep breath. “The prophecy speaks of a child born of mixed blood, possessing the power to unite all supernatural beings. If the witches can control Zion, they believe they can harness this power to dominate all realms.” Bastian cursed under his breath. “This just keeps getting better.” “We need to protect Zion at all costs,” I said firmly. “And we need to find a way to break this prophecy, or at least prevent the witches from using it against us.”

The further my little mate went, the more my insides felt like they were being burned by volcanic fire erupting from my jealous and saddened heart. Only the first born males in my family knew that there happened to be another part to the prophecy. It would end with me. My family thought Ginny denying my grandfather as her mate would result in the end of the werewolf species, but Ginny apparently prayed to the Moon Goddess herself, begging her to give him a second chance mate. A mate that was a werewolf. I don't know the whole story, but I know that the Moon Goddess spared us and Ginny, a human woman, had been the one to protect us.

An hour passed, and they were all seated. "By the way, Anna, what's with the third prophecy medallion? What does it say?" Harry asked. His curiosity was on the verge of his tongue and he couldn't wait any longer. "Oh about that, it says..." She paused and continued. "In the land of the sacred together, free from thy curse. If thy heart decides, one shall end and one shall die."

“Pardon my manners, I am the head seer of the tower, Soraya, these lot are the reputable seers that are responsible for maintaining the system of the tower. You Moria Listarte Graciana have been called upon today to inform of you and investigate the possible connection you have with the prophecy.” The gentle smile on the seer’s lips made me relax for a little bit. From the left side of the headmaster where she was seated, she made movements using her hand motioning the crystal ball and it began to hover half a meter above the table. The scroll spread wide open occupying almost the entire table. “Listen carefully, for you are about to hear The Prophecy,” I nearly voiced out my surprise when I

Now the question is, has there been a reincarnation of a higher deity or there is a much more powerful magician in that pack? Not knowing what it really is frustrated the great wizard in monumental altitudes. How can someone with such a powerful, dominant and oppressive aura be residing in the human realm undetected? Who is it? When he presented his vexation to his panel of counselors, they were equally perturbed. Amidst all the confusion, Harold suddenly jolted up. "It is the prophecy! It is the prophecy! The prophecy is finally coming to pass. We have no time anymore. We have to move. We need to get ready. There is no time at all. We wasted enough time already!"

“Don’t pass out. They say if you faint during his speech, the thrones remember it forever.” Seraphine hissed, “The thrones what?” But the Headmaster's next words silenced her completely. “The stars have aligned again. A prophecy long thought to be lost awakens. And among you stands the one who will tip the scales of this world.” The words vibrated deep within her, resonating with a truth that chilled her to the very core. For a terrifying second, she thought every glowing eye in the room turned to her. Suddenly, her eyes locked with the Four across the hall.

“But we can’t prove the prophecy is true. It’s said that wizards have always existed from the dawn of time. And there is always a possibility that we’re dealing with an impostor. Someone who wants to be a wizard so badly, they’re willing to get their hands on ancient artifacts to press this entire prophecy scheme.” Alyssa opened her mouth, desperate to argue her side. Not that it was of importance who was right or wrong. All that mattered was finding the wizard, and hearing it from his mouth. Before Alyssa could utter a sound, Valerie asked, “What about the fourth part of the prophecy?” That question was far more difficult to answer. “The fourth predicted a reincarnation of Princess Calista.

"What prophecy?" Ellie hesitated for a moment before answering. "The ancient prophecy of the witches. It foretells the coming of a powerful witch who will annihilate the vampire lord." The room became still. James was aware of this prophecy but like every other person, he had thought it was just a lie. According to history, this prophecy is about ten centuries old. Over that time, the vampires had only gotten stronger and stronger. And although this was supposed to be great news, he knew better than to be happy.

he said. "They can't even say anything to me, because there is some kind of magic that prevents them "I retorted, exposing my teeth. "I'm not interested in hearing your master's word. Don't want to convert me!” "It's not a magic that prevents them from being honest. It's a prophecy.” "What kind of prophecy?”

“The prophecy that foretold the King’s downfall, and of the true heir’s rise to the throne.” “Tell it to me,” I demanded. “The King, he commanded us—” “TELL ME,” I repeated, rolling off as much power as I could to override Tobias’s command on the Beta. He quoted the prophecy to me immediately, “‘It will begin with a stolen crown A worthy scion Nature and Moon Forbidden but inevitable Forever bringing harmony The chains of the past will threaten But the light will sunder them And turn them to dust.’” My mind was reeling with all the information he had just given me. A prophecy? A curse?