Voldemort Deathly Hallows Novels & Stories

"No, the book is sacredly sealed and is impossible to break open without the chosen one who has claimed their powers or with the blood of the chosen one. That is why it is us against the supernatural world." "Why can't we just destroy the book if it is so dangerous and holds that much power?" "Remember when I told you that the book has a mind of its own? Well, it senses when an individual touches it intending to destroy it. Therefore, it kills the individual in question." Wow, how could such a book be created in the first place?

one of them shouted in panic. Harry moved forward again, towering over the three vampires in front of him by a head. Then he pulled a roll of paper from his jacket pocket and unfolded it with a quick motion. Finally, he stretched the parchment before him and read aloud: "Alden, Briar, and Colton of the Kellys clan. You are guilty of the destruction of the Black Rose Coven, and the evidence presented makes you guilty of torture and feeding without seeking recourse to your blood banks. The Council, with the support of your clan leader, the former representative of the Southern Vampires, Master Kellys, as a result of this, orders your death. You have just been informed of your sentence."

"V-Voldemort." Some staff members flinched at the name. The cold sweat was still pouring off Albus' face, and he talked again. "Tom Marvolo Riddle was the birth name of Lord Voldemort. He was one of my students here in Hogwarts. I was the one that delivered his acceptance letter at the orphanage when he was eleven years old." Albus Dumbledore said with labored breathing. He looked up to Erik, and found him smiling at him. "See? Was it that difficult?"

Within minutes they are all dead. We proceed, defeating the odd Minotaur and Harpy until five death worms surround us and lunge out from the ground. Sir Hugo runs up behind one and lunges into the air, wielding his sword. He lands below the neck of the Death Worm, where his sword rips through the soft, slimy skin of the Death Worm with ease. As I’m about to cast the fire spell on the next, Sir Hugo dashes by slicing it open, then to the next and the next until they are all dead. He wipes the blood and slime from his sword onto his leg and then looks up at us all, who are speechless at how quickly and easily he has killed them.

A bellow of howl left my wolf's mouth when I saw Lancelot's chest torn open, his crushed heart two feet away from his body, his bloodied lips slightly apart, his eyes completely white, and his neck which was vandalized by the vampire's bites. The chains of death had taken him away, after sucking his soul out of his body and left him lifeless like a dispatched doll. I shifted back into my human form, naked, I let out screams like a banshee and then wept like an animal that was going through the fate of death. That was how the Vampires killed Lancelot O'Sullivan, my mate and the only love of my life so he wouldn't reveal their plan.

Harry couldn't tell by the look in Lars' eyes but he knew Lars would be just like him, a bit shocked to hear the news. Harry took a deep breath and told what he saw “After dealing with Benedict's people, I was checking around Rose Street to remove any traces when I accidentally smelled fresh blood. I followed the scent of blood and saw Valor Patel. Werewolves killing people is not a surprise, but when I went to look, I found that the dead man was a vampire and the way he died was exactly like the vampires the king mentioned." "Poisoned?" Lars raised an eyebrow "Yes." Harry nodded. "I took a sample and sent it to Dan to test, will have the results tonight or tomorrow morning."

When she started to put the glass down, Zaiden stopped her. "Drink all of it." He told her. Violet couldn't stop crying as she swallowed all of the water. Everyone waited to see what was going to happen, and they didn't have to wait long. Violet dropped the glass and put her hand to her throat as she fell to the ground. She began convulsing, and within minutes, she was dead. Everyone looked at Selena, who was staring at Violet on the floor. They all had the same question. What was in that water?

"What is it?" "A woman was found dead," Draco said. "A witch." Mitch frowned. "How did she die?" "Bitemarks were found on her neck," Draco replied. "Vampire." "Vampire." Mitch agreed. "What was the time of her death?" "Late last night or early this morning," Draco said. He took another drink. "I have never seen anything like that. Every single drop of her blood was gone..." he placed a glass cup on the table. "I have sent you copies of the pictures from the scene... drink something before you view them."

Again the parts of a song… I’m leaving on a jet plane I don’t know when I will be back again Oh babe I hate you go... Mrs. Hillary, who is included in the ranks of killer teachers, is not only fierce but also famous and sadistic. If Mrs. Anna math teacher is Voldemort. So Mrs. Hillary is Professor Snape in the famous School of Witchcraft and wizardry book series, because of the sadism. When a student is do something wrong, it's over. It happened one day that almost all the kid of 11-7 were expelled from class for not doing homework. The remaining 11-7 residents are only a few people like Alfred and several children who are classified as diligent in doing homework. Smart children are not nece

The vortex grew larger and eventually consumed the web. Hadirt clenched his jaw when he saw that. He dashed out of the black sphere, turning to flee without a second thought. "Come back here!" ordered the Dark Lord. The Dark Lord extended his right hand, and a powerful force instantly pulled Hadirt back. Hadirt was then consumed by the black vortex as it absorbed the dark energy from his body continuously. Hadirt was turned into a dried corpse in front of the Dark Lord and then turned to dust in the end.