Novel & Cerita Pure-blood Families In Harry Potter

“So, your Goddess, she created the first Purebloods?” I nod. “She created ten Pureblood families and blessed us with the ability to turn others into what we are, to create armies and families. But there were two drawbacks: not only could humans not control their bloodlust, but turned vampires needed to die with a Pureblood’s venom in their system. Dying means you cannot reproduce.” “Only Pureblood vampires can turn humans?” “Yes, and if there’s one thing a turned vampire yearns for, it's to have a family of their own,” I say, remembering how miserable my parent’s servants were after they turned. “Only Purebloods can reproduce, and only with their Fated.”

They were certain that Eliijah was a pureblood like them, but he didn’t belong to any of the original bloodlines despite being one of the older purebloods left. Most of the original purebloods had chosen to die after a few years of living such an idle life. Boredom eventually got them, and they chose to die instead of living longer. But their descendents don’t think the same. Instead of living idly by after discovering phenomenal things about their kind and making sure that their kind goes on, then just choosing to die, their descendants chose to know more and more about the world.

I stared at her, the realization hitting me like a physical blow. Witches and wizards. High-born sorcerers. They weren't like us. Apart from Scarlet and Morgathis—who I knew were the last of their specific magical bloodlines—and Joel, whose elven family had perished in Theandor, I had never seen a concentrated court of magic like this.

It’s why I’m so good at control, because it has been instilled within me from a young age. I was subjected to far more training than Aleric has ever been. This power that I hold is said to be rare, even amongst those who hold elemental power. Something that the Solaris Court has been waiting for and Dad is waiting for its complete manifestation. There are seven families that are considered pure-blooded Solaris around the world, each holding some level of elemental power. All are beneath the Solaris court. Yet despite being allied, they are also ruthlessly competitive. Hence why Dad has always been so secretive, because he doesn’t want the attention on us.

"I seriously thought he was just blind drunk and blabbing nonsense." Yikes. We were going down a rabbit hole I wasn't sure we could dig ourselves out of...and I absolutely didn't want to keep talking about his brother and Stefano's depraved pastimes. Eww. "So you don't know anything about purebloods?" Enzo blinked at me while his warm hand palmed my thigh. "What's a pureblood?" "It's, uh... When a child's parents have the same genetic abnormalities. Like Stefano and Eleana."

I read some titles and I can’t believe it. "Healing potion, Flying potion, fast running potion, shifting forms potion, turns into animals potion." What the fuck are these experimentation?! Is this still true? Or maybe the author is just playing tricks on us. Does that still happen in real life because even the love potion is there. What the heck! I can't believe this. Will those potions still work? It seems hard to believe. We are now in new generation and until now those experimentation are still alive and had been utilized? How was that even possible?!

It was larger, more lived in and with more feeling though you could only hear lively laughter and chatter when Grand Uncle Ruldus was away or not in the vicinity which was quite often given his position in the council. The rest of the Rage family lived here; the pure bloods at least. The Rage family prided themselves on their strictness when it came to being pure bloods. It was of utmost pride of a noble family to be made of pure bloods without any half bloods. Half bloods to nobility was a family disgrace. We were only allowed to turn and even when we did they didn't live with us unless they were servants or blood slaves.

he asked. Suddenly, a long-forgotten recollection returned to me, “I am not like my aunt, who is a pure-blooded witch, but I embrace what and who I am, as well as what my father is as an ordinary person,” I said, and he scowled. “Half-blooded are not accepted witches in our world; we are only a lower class of witches,” I said.

Through the bond, I could feel the way the smell of me soothed him. “How many of your cousins have magic?” Auntie asked, because of course she was answering my questions with one of her own. “All of them,” I realized. Theo looked up, resting his chin on my shoulder. Auntie nodded. “We have a pure bloodline of magic wielders up until your generation. It’s one of the reasons your mother and her twin were selected as breeders.” I cycled through all my relatives in my mind. “Some of my cousins’ children don’t have magic.”

Levy’s mother was a pure-blood witch, her magical blood was a lot more powerful than other witches whose blood was diluted after mating with either humans or shifters for generations and with a bunch of anti-mage and witch groups on the move the witches who weren’t magic enough could not survive leaving only a handful of pure-blooded witches alive.