Unforgivable Curses Hogwarts Legacy Novels & Stories

We follow the instructions and read the incantation: This curse upon thee is broken, so shall it be. So it is, this curse is undone. John pulled out what he called friction lights, or matches as we call them, and lights the parchment on fire after William had set it on the sand when we were done with the incantation. The parchment curls and uncurls, smoke rising from it as the fire consumes it, turning into ash. Harry digs a small hole in the sand, and we scoop the ashes into it, covering it up once all the ashes are inside.

Atrocious replied, rubbing an orb on the armrest of his chair. "Reveal? What do you have to reveal?" Draco raised an eyebrow, realizing that it must be serious if Atrocious was acting this way. Atrocious was never one to think or worry so much about anything and when he does, it meant it was something to be taken very seriously. Atrocious sighed heavily, picked up the orb, and muttered a spell. The orb became surrounded by a mist of emerald color, and an obscure figure appeared within it. "It's a curse. Your brother, the Alpha King, is cursed."

she whispered coldly. With a flick of her arm, she hurled him away like a rag doll. He crashed into the ground, cracking the earth beneath him. Meanwhile, Amelia, though human and physically powerless, was a storm of arcane destruction. She had spent years at the side of the Head Witch, learning forbidden spells and collecting ancient curses. Now, she poured all of that dark knowledge into a single, desperate act.

“Damn it! How could I fall into this plight if someone had not played a trick on me?!” Adrian gnashed his teeth angrily. His teacher, Professor Morgan, had informed him that someone had cast a curse on him in secret. That was why he had mysteriously lost those badges. Professor Morgan had decided to tell him what had happened because he was worried that Adrian would be mentally affected by that failure. He had also warned him not to reveal the issue to other people. However, there was only hatred in his heart. He knew that only warlocks could cast curses. It was evident that someone among the students had concealed their identity as a warlock and lurked among them. That person was the one wh

“You’re a witch! You can break the curse!” Marwynn’s expression softened with sorrow, and she shook her head slowly. “I’m sorry, child. I can’t. A curse can only be lifted by the one who cast it. Dark magic has unbreakable rules. If I attempt to interfere, it could bring devastating consequences far worse than death.” Kyven staggered back as if she’d struck him, his tears falling freely now. “There has to be something,” he whispered. “Anything. Please.” But Marwynn’s silence said it all.

Damn you and that stupid, annoyingly beautiful face of yours and that annoyingly inviting scent. He mentally cursed at his mate and the bond as he intently kept staring at her from across the cafeteria, still affected by that exchange between them earlier this morning. Why couldn't he control it? Why did he have to want her so much? Damn this stupid bond. He hated it. He hated it so much. He was very well aware that it was basically unbreakable, yet he never would've thought that it could he this powerful. Fuck. Fuck this. Fuck whoever the hell created this bullshit.

On to the ridge where the aroma of magic intensified. My blood was swollen by the things we found there. In the clearing, a circle of black fire lit up without any sound. A hooded person whispered words while running on the ground caused the air to shake. The incident occurred inside. Zaelah snarled. “Who are you?”. I observed the crimson hue of eyes as the figure lifted his head. Hissed, "Your father's legacy doesn't come to a peaceful conclusion," he stated, instead starting with uttering "I curse.

The silence that followed wasn’t empty—it was thick, humming, full of something unseen pressing against her skin. Finally, the leader raised a hand. The air between them rippled, and a shape began to form—an image woven from mist and moonlight. Zara saw a wolf, black as night, its eyes molten gold. It was chained by something not metal, but shadow, its fur smoking where the restraints touched. “The curse you seek,” the leader said, “was forged in the heart of the Forgotten Vale. It binds not only the flesh, but the soul. Break the body, and the soul will remain bound. Break the soul, and the curse will scatter—but so will the one it binds.”

Allura frowned, "How are you gonna do that?" "The lift of the curse requires the Three Hallows to destroy each other." Kitty answered, "For example, the wand would also take a damage if it tries to destroy Phosis, but before it breaks itself, it would be able to destroy Phosis fully." Erebus said: "So it would be a circle? Like, hit Phosis with the wand, and then hit the wand with the Ring, and --" "And then hit the ring with Phosis, yes." Kitty nodded.

Said Lilliana to Anna. "Yeah its just a special day for us witches to recognize our inner powers, look Sophia have already discover her's, I asked Daddy once is possible to discover special powers before ritual, for which he said its rare in our family as we are descendant of long line which witches and wizards very few in our generation were turned dark, they created a new magical spell that could able to make witches and wizards know about their special power before ritual which should be happened after their 16 before that it could be harmful and dangerous to non magical beings, as the young teen could turn dark due to that spell, for which witches and wizards bind those dark wizards to p