Slytherin Signs Novels & Stories

' she wondered silently. “Rengganis, the union ritual is complete. I can enter your body whenever you want me to. But you’ll still need to learn the incantations and techniques. After you eat, let me teach you the basics of one of my signature spells,” Lady Nagini said. “A signature spell?” Lady Nagini grinned and nodded. “Yes. One of them is 'Jaran Goyang' the Swaying Steed.” ***

The shadows screamed, recoiling, unraveling into smoke that curled and vanished into the stone. Lesley’s body convulsed, collapsing forward as Ethan and Luca caught her. Her head bowed, sweat dripping down her temples, her chest heaving with ragged breaths. For a moment, silence fell. But then the light revealed it. Across her arm, etched in glowing crimson, was a witch sigil… pulsing faintly with dark magic. The mark seared into her skin, coiling in an intricate spiral that seemed to writhe if one looked too long.

I said to them, surprising myself at how I was coming to her defense. Malachi sighed. “Listen, it's just a suspicion. When witches do things that they are not supposed to do, where they are not supposed to be, they usually have a link that can't be caught easily. A magic signature if you will, it never really leaves until the carrier is exposed. Even at that it also doesn't disappear without a cleansing. I know we all don't like her and sticking something like this to her without proof will be detrimental.

As we pass the magical creatures, Jess looks at the Salynx in confusion. “A Salynx is a mix between a Sable and a Lynx; sometimes it’s more Lynx than Sable but it’s mostly Sable Lynx.”, I explained to her. Continuing walking until we could see Mr. Sapping; Mr. Sapping is a half-breed, dark elves; this can get mixed up with Svartálfar, which is black elves. Many people are wary of dark elves, but since he’s the only one who sells potions, the town isn’t too wary of him.

They waited for almost a minute but the water didn't change colour at all, she bit her lips together. As she knows, the academy has five types of houses. It depends on what power you contain, if blue then you have water, red for fire, gold for ground, and white for air. And yellow for being normal, that you don't have any powers at all. Instead of feeling down she's happy, she's really happy! That she's normal, she heard the discrimination about between the being ordinary but she doesn't care at all.

I could hear her voice from where I was showering. "Each talent is assigned to a distinct emphasis in a coterie. Your eye color determines the assignment. Red is for students gifted with speed and agility, which are mostly vampires; yellow is for those with incomparable strengths and strong senses, green is for faes who can control plants and animals; purple is for witches or those gifted with incantations, spells, and potions, gray is for seers, and blue is for hybrids." "Myra, what about you? She has the same eyes as us. The standard dark brown eyes?"

Jasmine replied while King, general commander all started at her like lost puppies. “Every Sorcerers is divided into seven types based on their strength of evilness pink, green, purple, red, sliver, black, and metal, they have their very own color and smell of smoke fog which is also known as their poison, pink poison is for Sorceress with low evilness knowledge while metal is for sorceress with undefeatable powers, her powers are almost equal to a witch” Jasmine replied

JUN'S POV My breath stopped. It felt like the air had been punched out of my lungs. The pendant had a symbol which depicted a snake being strangled by thorns of black roses, just like the one I had seen on Zayne. This wasn't something that looked like a random stuff you could get from a pawn store. From my past experiences, I knew that sigils had meanings and I had even heard of witches using it to identify themselves when undercover. But the problem was I didn't know what exactly their sigils looked like.

"The hallway is for anyone with a student ID and a GPA higher than room temperature. Move." "You're bold for someone whose family name is currently being scrubbed from the history books." The second girl hissed, stepping left to flank me. She began tracing a sigil in the air, mana smelling like ozone and cheap incense. "Selene told us to be patient with you. Said you were a vessel of Satan that didn't know any better. But we think the rot needs excising." I didn't blink. Watched her fingers tremble as she finished the sigil. Sloppy form. Elbow too high. Leaking mana from her palm. I could have broken her wrist with a basic kinetic pulse before she finished the incantation.

"I'm starting to realize nothing about me is normal." One of the other professors leaned forward. She had silver hair and sharp features. "Show us your mark." I held out my wrist. All three professors went very still when they saw the claim sigil. "Who did this?" the silver-haired professor demanded. "I don't know for sure. But I think it's connected to the dark figure that's been appearing." "Describe this figure." I told them everything. The attacks, the otherworld appearances, the warnings about consuming souls. When I finished, the Headmaster and the professors exchanged worried looks.