Albus Dumbledore Quotes Romane & Geschichten

"I'll show you that a real werewolf doesn't need outside help to get things done. Unlike these two." The neutral smile Albus has had on his face grew upon hearing his boasting comment. "And I'm looking forward to seeing that proof."

Axel whispers. "Maybe there are wars up there, above the big plasma TV. Maybe Hitler's still alive." I add, going along. "And Stalin." "And Dumbledore." Axel scoffs. "Dumbledore is not a real person, Sophie." "Hey, don't say that. What if he can hear you? You'll hurt his feelings." He laughs. "Sorry, Dumbledore. I'm sure you are allright and well up there above the big plasma TV." We both laugh at that.

“How dare you use my own spell against me, uncle.” “Oh, that infamous quote.” Ali chatted excitedly.

Would I ever have someone like Albus by my side? Anyway, why am I suddenly feeling so melancholy? Focus, Alice. "Albus," I called, changing the subject. "Yesterday... before you locked up the chef, did you have a chance to ask him why he poisoned me?" Albus paused for a moment. Although he maintained his polite smile, my eyes could clearly see that his mind was working hard, filtering his words so as not to hurt my feelings. He... is a good man, huh? A good adult. "Just say it, Albus. It's okay. What are you worried about? I won't faint from a mere insult."

She lets a giggle out at the visage of the old man on the floor, and turns back to walk to the head of the table, where a high back chair with the Ravenclaw shield was now located. Moments before, Albus Dumbledore tried to chase after Lord Ravenclaw, but crashed head first into an invisible barrier at the doors, bouncing back and dropping on his butt on the floor letting an ugly 'couch' of pain from the impact. That earned him a laugh from most people in the Great Hall. Joan, that is just the nearest one to the old man, snickers at his situation and comments. "You are lucky that Lord Ravenclaw put a bouncing barrier up and not a solid one, or else you would have broken your nose again."

“Like I said, earlier, he has the answers.” “I think you are giving me too much credit, Frostwood,” Albus replied with a twinkle in his eyes. “Or maybe you are not giving yourself enough credit,” Issa muttered as he looked away. “A compliment from Issa Frostwood, I guess I can still be surprised at my old age,” Albus chuckled as he spoke. He sat on a lone big couch across us and sighed contentedly. “I can see that your eyes have been opened and you do not like what you see.”

The room was full of werewolves, those not sitting around the table stood and watched me stand at the raised stage. “Wait,” I called out. “Before you do anything bloody, can we let this kid go?” They all burst into racuous laughter that had my body burning up from rage or embarrassment. I honestly could not tell which either. Right now, either I die or not, Tina was my priority. “It’s sad I will not be able to see the look on your father’s face when he sees my message regarding you,” the fake Dumbledore said. “Oh, what the hell? We’ve won.”

He only wished that something good would happen soon. The next morning, the alpha was startled awake by the slamming of his door. Albus bagged in with a box of sugary cereal. "Good morning alpha!!," he joked , sauntering over the bed to take a seat. Legolas growled at the intrusion. But Albus didn't seem to mind as he happily munched away on the frosted flakes. Albus had been one of Legolas high school friends growing up and didn't seem to get affected by the alpha voice. Nor did he listen to any commands he didn't want to. Which is why Albus got away with calling the alpha rabbit food.