Wizardingworld Novels & Stories

Immediately I teleported to an empty lot right beside the big tree, it turns out that this is a city park. "Wow, it's lucky that this park is quiet..." I was stunned after turning around and seeing the buildings around. "Heeehhh are you serious? Wahh metropolis in the wizarding world? Elves? Demihumans? Wohh!"

Welcoming party? He pulled a white stick from his dress and I realised it was his wand. He rotated it with a chant and the place darkened. I used my wolf vision and found him moving his wand in darkness. The sound of buzz followed by fireflies started coming into the room out of nowhere and it started assembling into words. I gasped when the formation completed and the result was totally unexpected– Happy birthday, Cupcake!

The girl is gorgeous until she sneers at me, her eyes looking me up and down. "Watch where you are going!" She shouts in the most dramatic way possible. "And what are you wearing? If you are a student, you need to wear the color of your house. Aren't you sorted yet?" "Sorted?" I ask. Two other girls are glaring at me from behind the blonde girl, clearly her little minions. They all wear the same blue cheerleading clothes, and blondie got pointy ears—definitely Fae. "At Magic Academy, there are four houses; each one represents an element—as you can see, we all belong in the house of water. It values beauty, but beauty doesn't seem important to you since you're wearing those clothes."

It was just a tale but he proved it right when he saw my reaction. “Your eyes couldn’t lie. You are so transparent.” he said like he knew me for a very long time. I couldn’t stand him looking at me straight, so I left his eyes first. Then, he talked about the deal. “You are a witch, right? Then make a love potion and steal my brother’s heart.” he proposed. “You are insane.” I told him. I learned nothing about spells, magic and potions. Not even a single one. My mother didn’t introduce me to any form of it. Witchcraft was forbidden and was punishable by death, now and forever.

After that, the three of them walked side by side and browsed through some of the stalls in the city. While browsing, Henry was attracted by a particular stall… The stall’s name was ‘You Definitely Can’t Afford It…’. Intrigued, Henry walked up to the stall and clicked on it. There was a white magic wand in the stall… The magic wand was beautiful. The lower section was a shiny, silver shaft, while the upper section was a silver crown. There was a pretty, silver, starlight effect around the magic wand. It looked ethereal. This magic wand belonged to the Counselor class…

However, I was rooted to the spot out of intense fear as the vicious figure advanced towards me at a towering height. The witch drew out a wand from inside her cloak: a nearly eight-inch long black coloured crooked stick, assumingly made out of wood with a pointed edge. It was the most powerful and enchanting object used by wizards and other magical beings in the world and, into the wrong hands, was a weapon of mass destruction. I had been enlightened about this marvellously magical object by my nurse during her bedtime stories. Ironically, I was petrified at finally viewing this object in reality while I was so awestruck to hear it about all those years ago.

The wizards' children hide in the forest again. The triplets went back to the magicians' mansion and searched for clues, they found photo albums and a diary of the eldest daughter of the magicians! They were a girl of twelve and a boy of five. They were magicians as powerful as their parents. The little ones were raised strictly in the cruel tradition of Jo's wizards, but they weren't bad. As their parents could no longer take care for them, the two little witches flee to the forest in their garden and live there independently. They were intelligent and powerful. If they wanted anything, they just used a spell and got it like cookies and chocolate chips.

“What is so funny about Harry Potter?” “Do you know how much your mother loves Harry Potter? Those are her books.” She sets the book down and looks at me with disbelief. “No they’re not.” “Ask her. I promise you. I can tell you she is house HufflePuff and her patronus is a wolf. And she knew that before she knew of the magical world.” “Mine is a dog,” she replies and goes back to reading.

Who would have thought that her parents would divorce. She dropped onto the black leather couch. Her whole life had changed then, the image of the world she had. Her protected, safe world had turned into a fearful field of uncertainty. No, she didn't want to think about it anymore. She jumped up again and walked past the books. She tilted her head to read the titlesTurned. The children's books were no longer at her eye level. There where now books with titles such as The Witch Within You, Herbs and Pentagrams, Spells and the Sabbaths, True Magic in the World.

The offering money will be routinely spent to pray for the wandering spirits. Meanwhile, Marion and Zephyr start looking for a home for them to live in in Spanish territory. They are determined to establish a magic school there. Even if they knew there was no other witch besides Prince Alessandro. But they still open the school to the public because they want to introduce the wizarding world to young children so they know that witches exist.