The Black Sisters Harry Potter Novels & Stories

I said, now bringing out the letter sent from the royal family, my family, "But how are you gonna bring them back, the only witches which were able to unlock the portal are the black witches, and they are the only ones who can lock back the portal, using any power that they have, but they don't belong with us, they side with the enemies" He said, he had the right to get confused, "There are only one way in which a black witch can get a white witch power" I said, looking at him, trying to know if he could figure it out, and his expression showed that he couldn't

She suggested, waiting for him to do but Ash didn’t respond to her and only tried to look inside the house through the little glass window. Saphira sighed deeply and rested her back on the chair she was sitting on. The village was eerily quiet for her liking, and she couldn't see anyone around, which made it harder for them to ask for Hazel. Saphira knew what was going on in Ash’s mind. He was hoping he was wrong about his sister and she hoped so, too. “I can’t believe your sister is involved in black magic. You maybe, but Hazel, it’s hard to imagine” Saphira continued glancing at Ash, who was trying to look inside the house through the window, but found nothing.

I will figure that out later but now, I will have to get out of this mess. They must be the Lilith sisters, Claudio once told me about them, they happen to be one of the strongest practitioners of dark magic. It was said that they were banished from the Witch from the witch clan at a young age, and the most unique thing about them was their rotten smell! I calmly closed my eyes and heightened my senses, my lips curved into a smirk almost immediately, "Got you". I spun my walking stick before flinging it to my left with insane speed.

He coughs abruptly and start gasping for air "Dad! No no please... Dad... Just hold on dad... we are already at gran.. Please dad!" I cry loudly A large number of witches and Warlocks from the black coven, fleetly appears to where we were in grandmother's front yard. They circle us. "Hermione? What is wrong? We heard your cry from the house" A woman says lowly. They were all draped in black gowns. "What is the problem?" Another voice chips in "Is that Christian Crofus?" Someone asks in shock, whispers rent in the air.

The first section was boldly titled: Black Witches 'Centuries ago, Black witches and White witches lived together in peace and harmony. They were equals in power, bound by shared knowledge and mutual respect. For a time, all was well. But eventually, the Black witches desired more—they sought a power that would set them apart, a force darker and older than anything known to the magical world.'

Harry's casual demeanor faded away. "Do you know Peter Black?" I asked. "The infamous mafia boss and CEO of Black Group?" "Exactly." I shared everything I knew with Harry, including my mistakes. He understood my actions in the aftermath, but also acknowledged that this Peter Black seemed to be a significant figure, a typical mafia type. I mocked him, suggesting that if Black was truly typical and only used his fists, would Neil be in harm's way?

"Got it. Though we had to outsmart some very annoying Pokers to get it." "Pokers?" Nyla raised an eyebrow. "Evil little tree creatures who like to trap people in pits and collect their bones," Dalia said with a shudder. "But we figured it out. Eventually." "What about you two?" Kaida asked. "You both look like you've seen ghosts." "Something like that," I muttered, not ready to talk about what I'd had to do in the Mad Mage's cottage. Maybe I never would be. Then Gretchen and Kai appeared. Gretchen's hair hung heavily with damp strands plastered across her face, and she was wearing what looked like a jacket over her shoulders, shivering slightly.

A true smile touched Theron’s lips as he answered the call. "Lilith." His voice was so gentle it broke my heart. "What is it? Is something wrong?" A sweet, fragile female voice came from the crystal, thick with unshed tears. "Brother Theron, I'm having trouble with the festival potions… Some of the formulas are so difficult, and…" Her voice grew even more pitiful. "And Cerys kept telling me the formulas were hers. She said I wasn't allowed to use them. She threatened me… said she would expose me in front of everyone if I dared to present them at the festival."

” I said in a nonchalant attitude. "You mean the alpha's meeting. No offense but what will you be doing there. “he said and I could read the curiosity in his eyes. "I am an alpha so I will be part of the meeting, this is my first time attending the meeting.” I said the truth. "Wow, you are a female alpha that's so cool. Wait a minute are you Alpha Black the only female Alpha ever known , the one who killed thousands of rogues using magic at the age of twelve."

The door opens and Heleni walks in, dressed in all black looking like the angel of death. "Harry, let's leave the ladies to it, shall we?"