Slughorn Harry Potter Novels & Stories

If it weren't for Hugh, the scythe would have completely destroyed him. "Hmm, looks like we have someone talented." Sera said, her eyes landing on Hugh who's face was half hidden in the hood of his dark cloak. "Be careful everyone. I can tell that that man is no ordinary sorcerer. Each of the scythes I produce are as heavy as a boulder but he managed to block it with a sword." "You're right." Alaric agreed. "I may be a Nightshade Witch but he gives me the creeps. I can feel a significant amount of dark magic emanating from him."

If I could somehow submit to him and get his phone from him, I might be able to reach out. I heard the roller shutter door in the background again and the smell of the food continued to fill the room. I collected the bag and opened it. Inside was a bottle of water and a bacon sandwich. No part of me wanted to eat in case there was something in it, but I was so hungry the smell was making my mouth water. I took a small bite and then another bigger one again and again until it was gone in seconds. I was so thirsty already and the salt in the bacon made me even more so. I twisted the cap on the bottle, but it had already been opened which made me even more suspicious. I took a small sip but bef

Leonard chuckled. "What do you mean?" Draco asked restlessly. Leonard threw something on the carpet. It rolled and stopped not far from Draco's feet. It was a dragon's head that had been decapitated and preserved. Draco stared at the dragon's head without any reaction. He did not recognize the dragon's head. The head did not belong to Albus, Jergintarth, Zergenth, Zilpher, Urvath, or Zellin. Draco was secretly grateful that the dragon head carcass wasn't the one he knew.

There and then, she knew that a new bond had been formed. •• For non-potterheads, Fluffy is a three-headed dog that guards the trap door leading to the sorcerer's stone. And if you've only watched the movies and haven't either of the books, WYD?🙄😒 If you have neither read nor watched the HP Movies, we can't be friends 😒 Anyway, back to the new ship 😈 Musnoor, Limnoor, Limhud? 😂 Tables are about to be shooked, 😈 who's ready?

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.

“Looks like death in a saucepan.” “It’s a component spell,” she said. “It’s like dissolving the glue that holds the pieces together, so that what remains are easier to melt.” “And you want it to dissolve and melt into a foul stinking black goo because…?” Harry looked at her, raising an eyebrow. Behind them, his werewolf had dragged a crate to hold the door open and had begun to carry things in from outside, stacking boxes onto the benches. Harry glanced back at him. “Tell me in a moment, I need to help Jules before that crazy soldier-frat-boy comes and whips our arses.”

His eyes drift to the sludge and anger lights up his eyes in a violent flicker of light, He swears and cleans the blood dripping out his nose. My hand finds its way to Scarlett’s neck and I let it stay there, the skin-to-skin contact has her melting against me while Danis mutters a spell over the sludge. It lifts, and squirms. Blood drips from Danis’s ears as he continues but determination is a fierce force on him. The sludge revolves and contracts until it hardens and becomes an oddly shaped sapphire. Now in a solid form I see it for what it is,

, he said to . They heard a hiss in the bushes nearby. Luther got to his feet. "Slytheria?", he asked. All of a sudden ,something ran past behind him. He got paralyzed and fell to his feet. He could only move his head. He turned to see being dragged away by a snake as large as the one he saw a few days back. He felt himself being dragged too. He closed his eyes. This was it. This was the end. Narrator's POV

She shook her head. “I can’t. My mirror could be broken if I push her to picture him…” Slova poured a potion into a silver goblet. It was red colored fluid and so thick with horrible scent. Slova swigged it all. She wiped her mouth after drinking it and blenched twice. The princess looked at her with her arched eyebrows. “He’s so powerful. I am pretty sure he’s not coming from this earth…” Slova explained as she put the goblet back on the table.

In his massive, clawed hand, he held something dripping thick with black sludge. Marcus came in close behind, clutching a silver broadsword like it was the only sensible thing left in the world. “What is that?” I asked, my voice tight, staring at the grotesque thing as it dripped onto the Persian rug. It was an effigy. A twisted, horrifying doll made from dried swamp vines, tied together with human hair, and crowned with the bleached skull of a wolf pup. Its eye sockets glowed with sickening, unnatural purple light.