Novel & Cerita Time Travel Harry Potter Fanfiction

She looked at Leo who now gave an assuring smile. "If the root cause of the problem is prophecy then why not try to change or manipulate it?" They heard Ana speak and turned to look in their direction. "How are we gonna do it?" Levi asked her. "What if we try to change the past by arriving there before the prophecy was created and try to save the couple from the Dark Lord?" Ana proposed. "You mean time travel?" Leo asked, furrowing his brows. "Yes. That's what I thought for now." "And how are we going to do that? None of us is a wizard. We don't even know if time traveling really exists." Levi stated.

There was no saying what he would do next and Daylen didn't want to bet that he would sit around waiting for them to fall in love again. The best solution he could think of was to go back to before the attack and stop it from happening. By stopping it, he can stop Syvan from recalling their past and hating him for it. Thereby preventing Syvan from going down the dark path and saving the werewolves. "Going back in time doesn't assure us that Syvan won't do this again," Uri stated. Jax eyed them puzzled. Time travel was impossible. The witches who had attempted to travel back in time had died in th process. The spell is so powerful it drains the life of whoever casts it.

“For goodness’ sake, we’re in Paranormal High! You’re a vampire who turns into a bat and drinks blood. Scott breaths fire when he is having a bad day. Kaid turns in a giant wolf man. Literally everything here is governed by magic—and suddenly you believe in science?” “Sorry, but... time travel just isn’t the same as fireballs. Even if it was real, it’d require a ton of mana, which you don’t have. I mean, you could hardly stay conscious after pulsing time for a few seconds. Remember? You pass out cold every time.” “I’m a chronokeeper,” I said. “What do you think that means.” She hesitated. “But it’s the truth,” I insisted, my voice rising. Desperation clawed at me. I wanted to scream about th

Joce smiled, then replied: "She did complain about the awful amount of time we spent together, though." "I just wish I could get to see her once again and taste some of her glorious cookies," added Harry. "Just one more hug would do for me," said Anderson. They remained silent after this. Each had the same thought in mind. They knew clearly well they could fulfill those wishes, and they knew clearly well how to. Harry finally let it out. "The Time Machine!"

[Seraphine's POV] Feeling the raw power of my son's magic coursing through my veins, I focused my mind on the spell he had gifted me. I could sense the ebb and flow of time around me, the threads of destiny weaving a tapestry of events. With a whispered incantation, I tapped into the temporal currents, my body enveloped in a shimmering aura. In the blink of an eye, I was transported back an hour, standing in the same moonlit clearing, the scent of ancient trees and damp earth in the air. The sorceress stood before me, her eyes narrowing in confusion at my sudden reappearance.

She wasn’t quite sure this guy was normal; it seemed like he had a few screws loose. She sighed and looked up at him, “It's okay, I guess.” Angelo smiled, “Would you travel back in time to make a new future, a new destiny?” Jenna smiled at the thought, and that was all it took; suddenly, the room began to spin, and the clock rang out, ding, ding, ding.

"Is that going to send us back in time to when I haven't yet relapsed or something?" "No, silly," she said. "You can't go back in time. At least not that I know of. A time spell is the name I came up with for the spell I put on Barry. The one that slows down the progression of his curse." "So...you're going to make my body slow down?"

What the hell was going on? She looked around to see if anyone else noticed what was going on. Instead, people just passed by like there wasn't a huge portal open near them. As the portal swirled open in front of her, Thalia hesitated. She had always dreamt of time travel, but now that the moment was here, she couldn't help but feel a pang of fear. What if something went wrong? What if she couldn't find her way back to her own time? Did she even want to?

To him, time was like an interloping of threads, all related to each other and the ultimate space, and in rare, yet possible cases, it was possible to bend those threads. Threads...threads of time...it rang a bell, but I wasn't sure where I had heard it from. I closed the book and fell on the chair. Time travel? Me? For what? So I can re-live some of the worst years of my life? I held my hair in handfuls and yelled, hoping that if I yelled hard enough, some miracle will take place and take me back to the time I belong. I have already lived past this. This is not my life any more.

Azrael and Elijah never thought he'll be able to see this happening again. Mara spread her arms as if she was greeting some guests and welcoming them inside her home. "Do you... want to visit the past with me?" Not a single one of them was given a chance to answer whether they agree or disagree. They were brought somewhere dim and silent and they felt like they were riding something invisible. In fact, they are riding the arm of the clock tilting counter clockwise. Seconds later, they saw tapes filled with images and sounds. So this is how a person with time magic travel back into the past and visit the future?