Albus Dumbledore Glasses Novels & Stories

Alexander was a boy perhaps too stubborn and too proud, but he was not so stupid as to contradict a professor endlessly. “We'll see when we try them. Let's see which is perfect”. The boy took his wand, put it back in the sheath, and hid it in the wide sleeve of his school clothes, then went back to his work table to continue making his wand ... that rubbish. Smart took Elizabeth's wand again, placed another huge magnifying glass next to the ones attached to his eyes, and then exclaimed again: “It's perfect ... as if made by forest elves.” And he moved away.

When you have seen as much of life as I have, you will not underestimate the power of obsessive love. ~Albus Dumbledore, The half-blood prince. •• Noor sat besides her father, watching the gentle rise and fall of his chest, the steady beeping of the monitors, a background noise that seemed to dull the white noise within her head.

“In all the years serving in this house... even since Lord Ronan was a child, I have never seen him look so carefree, smiling, and mischievous as he does now. Not after the tragic deaths of his parents and younger sibling.” Albus bowed his head deeply. “Therefore... I would like to personally thank you, Miss. Thank you for coming to his side and not abandoning him.” Ah, this is bad. My heart felt like it was being physically crushed in a vice. A sharp, stinging pain hit the bridge of my nose, and suddenly, my vision blurred. A single, warm tear rolled down my cheek before I could stop it. "Oh my, Miss! I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to make you cry!" Albus stood up abruptly, frantically patting

He said in an amused tone. I gulped again and slowly raised my head up. My stomach twisted uncomfortably as I took in his fine features. His sharp blue eyes stared deep into me from behind that pair of glasses he was putting on. Wait! He had a pair of glasses? Those things were highly rare and expensive. Only highly wealthy people could be seen to possess it. Even most Alphas of several prominent packs didn't have the wealth enough to own a pair of glasses. I tried not to show my surprise but I was sure I was doing a terrible job at that.

A wariness. And yet, my heart… my heart is still the same. Still foolishly, stubbornly in love with Arthur, even after everything. I just hope his heart is the same, too. I hope Ezra is right that she’s… doing something to him. That this is all fixable and our love was never a lie. “Here,” Alice says, breaking into my thoughts. She holds out a pair of glasses with clear lenses—my Flora disguise, which I haven’t worn in ages. “Don’t forget these.”

He continued flipping through the document pages with his glass on. "I just don't know why I got mad over it. Something lured me into taking her life that I can't comprehend. Besides, why did you summon me here and what's with the glasses? It looks so awful on you." Marcus said kissing his teeth as he relaxed on the chair opposite Alpha Galan. Alpha Galan glared at him for calling his glasses awful. "Fuck, Marcus! I look damn gorgeous in this glass." Alpha Galan complimented himself still throwing shades at Marcus.

If Henry were there, he would be shocked to find that the old man was much stronger than him and had truly entered the Earthly Immortals stage. What was even more frightening was that Albus' aura had also skyrocketed wildly, and his strength perpetually improved. He was almost as good as the other old man. Obviously, Albus was also an Earthly Immortal. Albert did give them a fake pendant, but with Charlie and Albus' power, they found out within a few days that the pendant was fake.

And most dwelled with nature and hated the beings that defiled the natural circle of life—like the wizard, Merlin. Clad in his purple-colored robe and signature square eyeglasses that covered his vivid albino red eyes, Merlin slouched at the corner of the library. His sandy blonde hair was disheveled as if he did not bother to fix his hair after showering. His pert nose barely held the huge eyeglass that occupied half of his face, but it did not deter his attention from reading a book twice the width of his body. Oh-ho. So that is Merlin. Quite charming. He reminds me of a cute bunny.

said Rubeus darkly pushing his rimmed horn glasses up . " No " said Chelsea looking horrified , if they didn't have any witnesses then Count Clodis will be the one who will win this case and as per the rules , Regulus had to lose his knighthood as well as his arm that he used to harm Wilson " What about the Cura glasses ? Don't we have them installed in the palace ?" Cura glasses were similar to cctv in the modern world except they recorded a three dimensional mirage of what happened .

Aleister said, buttoning up his red flannel shirt which he matched with navy blue denim jeans. "We won't stand out if we pretend to be just like them. I know a glamor spell that would conceal your demonic appearance just wait here." the witch left in a hurry and fumbled with a near shelf knocking some of the potions to the ground and evaporating the floor or turning into a weird depressed suicidal yellow rabbit with a beak. "Found it!" Ruby presented him with a really tiny crystal-shaped vial about the size of her thumb with a glowing pink liquid inside. "Do I drink this or do I just stare at it until something happens?" Aleister asked, monotonously holding up the vial between his fingers.