Albus Dumbledore Robes Novels & Stories

The oldest hobo, Al said to Phileous. "You mean, my armour will draw people's attention?" Phileous sought clarification. "Yes and the police might also be tempted to have a word with ya so you best take that off," Al said. "What will I be clad in then?" The Kingsguard asked. "There's some pile of clothes by the pillars. Find whatever fits and wear that," Al told him.

They reached class, and got to meet their second teacher of the day. It was a man with dark grey hair and big onyx eyes. He was wearing a dark purple robe with white underneath. The robe looked fancy looking, with the pattern of vines and a pair of dark purple ribbons on each side of its upper arm. There were also two long yellow straps like cloth on each of his shoulders that added a bit of light into his appearance. His face was sharp, but there were two bags under his eyes that signifies he was up late at night too often.

~*~*~ [Aldred] "A battle between two mages is a fierce one, Your Majesty," Aldred said almost patronisingly as he took his stance. Beneath that calm facade, he was burning with rage. The audacity of that girl! He was still a little astounded by her ability to defeat the two strongest and oldest Elders and paralyse them. She was stronger than Rosa. He had to give her that and even though her coming here must have been an impulsive decision, she was undoubtedly armed. He tracked her movements like a hawk. She, in return, stayed on high alert. Her gaze unwavering and sharp.

"Dark magic? No, no. It couldn't be more far than dark magic. If I was to classify it by your terms, I would say it was white magic. As white as it can get. A white magic shield. The boy just weaponized the shield, just that. But I can't say more without examining Mr. Potter." Director Bones and the Aurors were quiet. Erik then resumed the memory. They saw it fade as Mr. Potter got knocked out, and then the memory got clear again. And they saw Albus Dumbledore entering the room with a preoccupied face. The 'old boy' glanced at the mirror and focused on the knocked out boy. He casted a diagnosis spell on him and seemed to relax. Then he casted another spell and bent down. Patting at Mr. Potte

Leia uttered as she held Alice's arm tightly. "What? I can't hear you!" Alice shouted as she covered her ears slightly. "I said, we could still leave this place!" "You know we can't!" Alice's face scrunched as she swam through the sea of sweaty people. She could smell the strong aroma of alcohol, sweat, and vomit present in the warm, disgusting air. "Leia! Alice! There you are!" They finally found Yu. He was wearing a silvery white wig (which Alice thought does not fit Yu) and a robe that had a Slytherin logo branded on his left chest. It was obvious that he was Draco Malfoy from the Harry Potter series.