When Was The First Wizarding War Novels & Stories

Hogwarts Castle, Somewhere in the Scottish Highlands November 23rd, 1992, 12:30 PM "In the year of 1979, I witnessed a young seer give a prophecy about the end of the Dark Lord." Dumbledore said, and saw that he had Erik's attention. He took a deep breath and continued.

Where was he going with this? “My sister, Eden, she was BORN a witch.” There was something about his tone I didn’t like. It was ominous. “Born a witch?” I repeated. I didn’t understand. How was that possible if the witch and the wolf had to fight it out? “Like I said, the war happens at different times for different people. Some are in their late teens when the war finally starts. Some, like me, are very little. And others?” He looked at me sympathetically. I stared back, feeling uneasy.

Valerie growled angrily at him. “Enough of all this flimsy argument everyone!” the wizard ordered. “We do not have time to be looking for the root of our problems but instead, how we intend to solve them” the wizard explained. “Now, we know that we are not going to deal with Sonia and Leo alone, we will also be dealing with a child which happens to be Sonia’s son. We need all the available hands we can possibly get in this war that is yet to come. Now, the first thing I need you all to know is that they won’t want to strike fully yet. All they intend to do at this point is to send series of plague to different countries for the next few years to come before Lucifer hits a reasonable age to f

You can be too, if you just stay with me until the end and listen very, very carefully. In the year 3012, in the reality of Earth 61235, more commonly called as the Majikku Reality, or simply the Magical World, it was rumored that the Dark-Cored wizards have started attacking again. There has been a century of peace in the realm people have become lenient and relaxed. However, eveeything changed when Light-Cored Wizards and Witches started dying.

I asked, after noticing that the man wasn’t home. “He left so early. Every morning before the sun rises, everyone begins their training. This is the second war that will take place throughout Majika. So we must prepare ourselves.” Grandma Mela said, and I listened carefully to her story. She cleared her throat and continued, “The first war took place two decades ago. The black wizards attacked the whole Majika just to rule over the entire world, but they failed because the eldest daughter of the King of Majika, Princess Victoria, sacrificed herself in exchange for everyone’s freedom. We didn’t know why the fight stopped and the princess just disappeared like a burst bubble.” So that’s what h

“I never halted my research into the mage boy’s killing. It vexed me why the sorcereses had set this particular full moon as the night that they’d spark war once again with the wolves, until I discovered—” “The Treaty.” King launched himself up, gripping my elbow with an urgency that frightened me. “It’s one hundred years since the Wolve Wars. This is the month that saw our defeat and the full moon that marks it. The quaint ritual to which we were bound is for all wolves who reside within Wolve Empire to be caged tonight as penance, even Alphas and royalty.” Chills made the hairs on my throat rise. Jesus, why had I had been raised with so little knowledge of my own world? I knew that my uncl

she said as she handed the tablet to Harry "Wait a minute, did you research that place too?" "Ah yes, I'm Vira, Kirey's friend!" "I'm Harry, Kirey's cousin. I seem to have seen you with Kirey too, but was that about a few months ago? I don't remember exactly!" "Yeah right, that was about 3 months ago. Before everyone was busy with their respective activities, moreover, Kireyna and I also didn't have the same class schedule. I often went into the night!" Harry nodded then looked at me "I warned you Kirey, if you want. I can cancel your place for research!"

“But several of the parents found those bottles and used your magical embers to make bombs.” “What?” The word comes out in a whoosh. Zayn simply nods and shrugs a shoulder like this isn’t a crisis with my name written all over it. “The old wizarding parliament building is actively burning to the ground as we speak.” My jaw drops to the floor. He continues, “My uncle Bartholomew is dead, and his men are as well.” He flexes his fists, and I notice the blood on his fingers. “We are officially at war.”

It was sending a warning vibe about what lies within the gate. "She's near," I smirked until my eyes landed on the journals of my grandparents, where I recalled what Henry told me regarding the rose thorns. "Maybe some answers lie there." *** October 1498 War was all over the realms: humans, witches, vampires, and werewolves. Everyone had their battle to win, but the dispute between the two powerful creatures of the night, vampires and werewolves, was a never-ending cycle. But at this very time, their war spread like wildfire as it can’t be stopped. Infrastructures were damaged, supplies were disrupted, poverty increased, the plague spread, and there were plenty of unsafe places; those were

Years ago, a war broke out and our pack exiled them from our properties due to the trails of death they had left. We've been protecting ourselves from attacks for years, we thought we were safe, and apparently we weren't because they were retaliating. I was already getting close to the clearing, but before I could actually see anyone, I felt a hand grab me, covering my mouth, and its black nails and pale hands betrayed me as a wizard.