Wizarding World Patronus Novels & Stories

The parchment groaned under the weight of the history it held. “I got his background,” she whispered, her eyes fixed on a specific page where the ink seemed darker, almost like it had been stained with dried blood. “Who is he?” I raised my brow, a cold sweat breaking out across my neck. I was terrified of the answer, but the silence was even worse. “The Puppet Master,” Patricia began, her voice gaining a haunting clarity. “He isn’t just some rogue or a random sorcerer. His name was Enrique, and according to these records, he was the son of—“

Lily stood up in front of everyone a little timidly, she also stretched her arms out in front of her, recited a spell like Amity, closed her eyes, then opened them again, without any movement. Elias laughed loudly: “Amity, you're giving her a hard time. For an ordinary person like her, there is no power to summon heavenly auras like our wolves." “That's right, Amity. Lily is just an ordinary person.” Venn agreed with his master's words and continued.

I replied. "Come on, let's hear it" said Finral, one of my mates. He was Chinese and very tall. Most of the other guys grumbled in agreement as well. "First of all, I would like to apologise for failing you guys at the... realm. I don't know what happened" I started. "George the second. His sword contains a numbing gel. The moment he cuts you with it. It will slowly make you loose all cognitive function. I knew you were done for the moment he cut you" said Matilda, she was a cute girl with glasses.

the Wizard of Owl said coldly and summoned a storm of lightning and conjured a powerful force of magical energy. Pascal's eyes changed colour and his fangs emerged He faced the wizard of Owl and declared "release her now!"

Most believe it was a symbol of hope for everyone. Although it was focused on Dragons, other supernatural used this time to show everyone they weren’t a threat either. Witches would use their powers to create beautiful fireworks and other special effects. Shifters would shift in front of the humans and run under the Dragons to join in the parade. The world parade was something everyone looked forward to every year, but this year I was looking forward to it more. This will be the first time my daughter will be able to show her Dragon. The reason she was named Angel was due to the fact that her Dragon was an Angel Aura quartz color.

The girl turned to face Giselle who gulped at the sight of her. "Hello, Giselle. Are you going somewhere?" The girl smiled and took steps closer to Gisele. "Deandra!" Giselle could feel the power of the patron as it held her rooted to the spot. "Who is she?" Lorraine butted in, asking Giselle for the identity of this strange girl. Her body could sense the intense power that radiated from this young girl, telling her that this was a powerful creature in front of them. And if Lorraine could fathom a guess, this would be a Patron.

Sorcerer was right behind me running with me. As she saw us running through the bridge, she pointed her two arms at us casting the spell, "EXPECTO-PATRONUM!". Then a wide range of wind started to chase ur through the bridge. It was pretty faster than we were. It almost reach the sorcerer but he pointed his stalf at the wind and casted the spell, "ANAPNEO!!". suddenly another wind arose right under the bridge and collapse with the one behind us. We made it out of the bridge then looked back, and we saw the witch to be very angry. She couldn't pass through the bridge because those strong winds have damaged it.

His hands, weathered and marked by the passage of time, hovered above her, radiating a gentle aura of energy. The wizard closed his eyes, delving into the depths of his knowledge, tapping into the wellspring of his magical prowess. He reached out with his mind, seeking the threads of Lucy's essence, searching for the source of the darkness that had ensnared her. His focus was unyielding, his concentration unbreakable, as he delved deeper into the mysteries of her being.

I started to shake my head no but then Lucinda spoke up. “She’s right, you know. You’ve every right to feel for your human father but if you let your rage overflow…” “The step-witch Lyssandra will feel it and then she’ll know you’ve awakened.” Silk finished the sentence. I grumble in my head and go to the fridge trying to think happy thoughts. I grab two extra large energy drinks, putting one in my purse, knowing I would need the energy. Low carb of course. Energy, yes. Calories, no, I decided to check the garage now. Quietly opening the door, pleasantly surprised by the silence. I go to Patronus and look inside. Yes, I named my beautiful silver Acura SUV Patronus. I’m a huge Potterhead. It’

I could already feel myself turn pale just thinking about my rude behavior, until a chuckle snapped me back to reality. “Oh, relax, Susan. I am only playing with you,” she assured, to my small relief. “Though I am serious about that formality. Just call me ‘Patricia’. I’m not standing in front of you as an Alpha or a councilman. Only an old soul who wants to help a young, troubled werewolf.”