Shielding Spell Harry Potter Novels & Stories

"Why would I know that? It's not like I know all the witches in the world." Her response seemed calm, but her heart rate increased once she heard my question. She knew something she didn't want to share. Unfortunately, I had more important things to do than interrogate her at that moment. The spell book Harriet took with her turned out to be useful. Harriet found a deflecting spell that she cast on all of us. The spell created a shield that not only protected us from magical attacks but also bounced the attack back to the caster. "It will only protect you from five or six attacks, then the shield will wear off. Remember that," Harriet warned us.

The symbols that had been painted on his body began to glow faintly again and the pin disintegrated in Isobella’s hand. She looked up at Seraphina and smiled, “His body and mind are protected. The only spells that can be performed on him are healing spells, anything else will not take effect, it may even cause damage to the person who is casting the spell. Please do remember that.” A worried look painted Helga’s face, “So we won’t ever be able to shield him?” Eloise shook her head, “You won’t need to, even a simple locator spell wont work on him, if he ever needed to be hidden, you can do so without the use of magic.”

"So let's do it. Susan, do you want to do the honors?" Susan just nodded her head in an affirmative way and extended her hand to leg of the letter 'H' in the Hogwarts shield embedded on the table. Touching it, the section with the Raven in the shield lit up in a soft blue light. Following her example, the Fat Friar extended his hand and touched another leg of the 'H', and a soft yellow light lit up the Badger section of the shield. The Bloody Baron and Sir Robert did the same, and extended their hands to touch the other two legs in the 'H' of the Hogwarts shield, and were answered by each section of the shield lighting up, the Lion with a soft red light, and the Serpent with a soft green lig

Corvu is completely bewildered and rubs his ear. “I thought you couldn’t use the amulet for magic.” He blinks, but I just laugh. “It’s not real magic.” I begin, “It’s just a trick, perfected through the art of diversion and confusion.” He grabs my hand with the pebble in it and turns it over. “How’d you do it?”

she quickly assures us. “Uh,” Ash looks towards me before returning his attention to the joyous witch, “-well, consider me worried. What are you going on about? he leans forward. “Well, powerful spells usually have a seal imprinted somewhere on the recipient left from the enchantment. There should be markings on your skin showing this, but, as expected, my mother glamoured these for your own safety. It's an easy spell to cast but a little long-winded to undo,” she begins muttering to herself, “but thankfully, you guys have me,” she beams widely.

I needed to make sure that no one could get close enough to cast another spell around Sister's prison… I quickly raised my hands and let my magic float from my fingertips, painting my own shield against any magic other than mine. I used the strongest power I possessed to make sure no human nor supernatural being would cross it. I formed the shield into a dome surrounding the whole theatre and the entire area ten feet from the building.

I send a blast of magic at the two guys in front of me, turning to see Jesse, fighting full on as the witches take turns sending their magic at him, burning him all over his body. “Tutela!” I say, sending a spell to surround Jesse, giving him protection from the wizards that are blasting him. I only have a moment to see that my spell is working before I turn back just in time to send another purple blast of magic away from me. It hits the wall beside me, leaving a hole and what looks like a burn mark in the concrete. Suddenly, I hear the sound of another wolf snarling viciously before a huge sandy colored wolf leaps over top of me, standing in front of me. I may not be a wolf, but even I can

“You have questions about the second prophecy, the one the elves named after me.” “Is it about you?” I ask. I can see that Buppig and Hyacinth are struggling to keep up with the one side of this conversation that they can hear. If a majestic deer could shrug, she would have. “I have never been called a Shield, but it fits the description of what I do to protect the forest. Where others guard, or fight, I use my magic to provide an illusion, or glamor, that allows Araphyra to go unseen by humans. I am the reason that what you see when you approach Araphyra is an empty field with only an old gate. If Samlael allows you to pass, the illusion lifts and the person can see Araphyra.”

Misael, do you take me for a fool? Misael froze for a moment. "Mr. Whitley, what do you mean? I'm the victim here! That tumor is proof!" "Proof, huh?" Kellan waved his hand. "Bring her in." Two guards dragged in a sorcerer bound in chains and threw her down in front of Misael and Alayna. Alayna's face instantly drained of color, and her body trembled uncontrollably. "W-Who is this? I don't know her!" she screamed, denying everything.

There had to be a way to stop this. Suddenly, I was standing directly in front of Soxor with my arms up and crossed in front of me. A magical force field stood between us. The spell he had been charging shot directly at me. It bounced off of the shield and flew to the side, hitting a nearby tree. The trunk of the tree exploded into a rain of wood shards and the tree fell, rattling the ground and throwing me off balance. I fell to my knee, but kept my arms up and the shield strong.