Albus Dumbledore Robes Novels & Stories

She waved over the nearest shop assistant who was arranging clothes on a rack. “How may I help you?” the girl asked when she came over. Ruby gestured at the clothes on display. “We can’t seem to find what we’re looking for.” “Perhaps I can help then. What exactly do you need?” “Clothes for a costume party,” Ruby explained, “We are going as Narcissa Malfoy and Bellatrix Lestrange.” The attendant smiled. “Oh, Harry Potter fans, I believe?” “You can say that again."

Prince Ron, who was sitting in Zedekiel's private library, reading a book, suddenly sneezed. The white and red Fox on his shoulder rubbed it's head against Prince Ron's cool cheek, purring softly. "Someone is definitely gossiping about me." Prince Ron mumbled. He was adorned in burgundy-hued robes intricately woven with threads of silver and mint green, creating an elegant tapestry of blossoming flowers that adorned the hem and sleeves. The colour of the robes complemented his red hair and green eyes. Ever since he realized red was the best colour for him, he had asked the Royal Couturier to make him more robes in different shades of red. He couldn't wait for his beloved to come back and see

The Alpha's robe is black with red designs running through it, and the Luna's robe is white with purple designs running through it, but if it's a family member related to the Alpha or Luna that dies, then we use a black sash for our robes. Today is the first day that I will be wearing the Luna robes and it will quell all the rumours because when they see me wearing it, there will be no doubt that I am the Luna. Now the Beta's robes are also black but with blue designs running through. The Deltas they're a rare breed, and we only have two of them in our pack, and that's Kate and Missy. Their robes are sky blue with white designs running through. The sentinel's robes are just black with no des

His irises' broad array of swirling colors showed me how much he liked me, and the intensity of his eyes showed me how much he loved me. Al quickly approached the staircase and offered me his arms, so I could take the final steps. He smiled, leaned forward, and whispered, "You look stunning, my Queen." I smiled back, "You cleaned up quite nicely..." I said, and he chuckled. Dad and Uncle Eulisses wore black tuxedos, while Al wore a ceremonial elven suit. His jacket was longer than the one of a tuxedo. The embroidery work on the sides was stunning. The waist belt is tied to perfection. His coat was a mate-silver color with glowing silver embroidery. To tie his outfit, he wore black pants and

This school would never fall again. Caps were discarded, and stiff gowns were replaced with the ceremonial robes we had made for ourselves. Some of them were pristine and new, woven by the Everley witches in deep blues and silvers, black, and ember reds. Others were ragged, charred, bloodstained, and proudly worn anyway. I spotted a freshman with a large tear mended across one shoulder and a girl from Lucien’s alchemy class who still had burn marks on the sleeve from when she’d pulled a friend from the library rubble.

I saw Draco and Albert both coming back to their senses upon hearing my word…. “Ahhe… yes.. yes…we should get going..” Draco suddenly replied with cheeky smile of his…and moved out of house with Albert beside him… in meantime I checked their outfit and I must saw Albert had groomed up well… he was looking elegant and royal in his midnight blue colored suit gown which was coated with detailed golden colored design… while Draco… he looked way more handsome then he was in his green colored tunic cotton shirt and cream.. Colored trouser and high boots…

Then the gear caught his eye. A robe, folded neatly despite being submerged, its dark fabric threaded with faint silver lines that shifted subtly as he moved it, like something woven with purpose rather than decoration. It didn’t look protective, didn’t carry the weight of armour, but there was something about it that made it clear it wasn’t basic. Riley turned it slightly in his hands, enough for the details to settle. Rare. Magic-aligned. Not for him. That much was obvious immediately. Still, it wasn’t wasted.

It was courage born from surviving something worse. Later that afternoon, Bobby entered Rowena's room carrying several neatly folded garments. He laid them carefully across the bed. Silk. Fine embroidery. The kind of clothing expected inside the Grand Alpha Assembly. "I got these from the manor wardrobe." Rowena looked at them. "They're beautiful." "They'll help." She smiled gently. "They'll help me look like someone I'm not." Bobby sighed. "Rowena..." "They expect noblewomen to dress like this." "I know."

Today Yibel looked particularly smart in a brand new ceremonial robe. Apprentice magicians all wear brown robes, and the mages' ceremonial robes are blue, symbolising pure magical energy. Below the fourth rank, only the cuffs are patterned; the fifth to ninth ranks have patterns on the garments, and the tenth to fourteenth ranks have embedded magical patterns. From the fifteenth rank, they can wear whatever style they like, and no one can control the Masters.

The robes are made of a soft, lightweight material that allows the skin to breathe and remain cool, even in warm temperatures. The physician's robe is slightly more elaborate, with intricate gold embroidery running along the hemline and sleeves. The embroidery depicts symbols of healing and protection, representing the physician's expertise and dedication to his craft. His robe is also adorned with a thick, gold belt that cinches at the waist, giving him a more formal and authoritative appearance.