Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore Novels & Stories

To see one up close was terrifying. "You really shouldn't be scared of him, you know. Baku is the last of his kind, and one of my dearest friends." The high priestess came closer to his bed and surprised him by holding out her hand, "I'm Quinley, the headmistress at Ravenclaw. It's a pleasure to meet you." Feeling at a distinct disadvantage, given that he was still in his birthday suit, Brax nevertheless took her hand and shook it, "I'm Braxton." He volunteered reluctantly.

"I am Adolphus, son of the leader of the Alpha pack of werewolves and I need no one to question my identity!" He roared in deep rage, his teeth elongated and became pointy and so terrifying to gaze at. His ears become longer as his appearance turned into a wolf, His eyes facing Lilia's terror eyes as she shivered in fear.

he clears a throat. I tilt my head up, only to my surprise; right in front of me is an elderly man. It's no average man with no average height, but a huge man. I mean, this man is more significant than a giant. He wore white and gold clothing, had long white wavy hair and a beard covering his whole chin, and had golden eyes, but he was different from Dominic. This man's eyes shine like the sun. It's like looking at Albus Dumbledore from Harry Potter.

Albus was a wrinkled, bony old man on the brink of death, and there seemed to be not a wisp of black miasma wafting out in sight. It seemed like the Holy One had trapped the Power of Destruction in Albus' body using some special method so that it would continuously feed on the spirit energy inside Albus' body.

She breathed a sigh of relief and quickly searched the room for any clues that might help her understand the situation better. She found a journal that had belonged to the werewolf, and she began to read it. The journal contained entries about a war that had been raging between the werewolves and a powerful human organization known as the Order of the Silver Wolf. The werewolf had been fighting against the Order, and it had been doing so for many years. Ulrich was shocked by this revelation. She quickly put two and two together and realized that the werewolf she had just fought was part of this war. She also realized that if she wanted to help the werewolf, she would have to join the fight.

he directs. I look near the wall and notice that there is something there which I cannot look at properly, but an orange light is blinking ever so lightly from that place. "Oh my. Can we see him fully" I asked Darius. "Yes, in a moment. I called the Witch lord. He is on his way" Darius replied. "King Darius" the witch Lord aka my great uncle greeted Darius, after a few minutes. He made his way towards where we are waiting for him.

I didn’t need her in here making her snide comments. Professor Luca looked the polar opposite of what I expected him to look like; when Miles mentioned him, I had pictured an older man with a graying beard and a receding hairline who dressed in a semi-formal dress attire; a version of how young Dumbledore was portrayed in The Fantastic Beasts moving.

Both Dalton and Lucas asked at the same time, staring at me as if I’d grown two extra heads in a matter of a few seconds. “Your parents told me that Lucas is a primordial werewolf. After they told me about that, I figured out that I might be a primordial werewolf as well since we’re too alike when it came to our abilities.” I said. “There should be more about primordial werewolves in their hidden box. They said you’d know which box I’m talking about.” I locked gazes with Dalton. “The hidden box… yeah,” He nodded absentmindedly. “Wait!” He held out a finger as he stood up and walked towards the rows of bookshelves, disappearing out of sight.

awake. Take care of yourself.” He hurried out of the room and Tyler looked from Thorn to me, “Um, that was weird. Right?” I nodded my head and looked over at Thorn who was staring at Tyler oddly, “It was weird because he is a witch. He was giving off weird vibes. Almost like he was scared.” Tyler nodded her head but I was full of questions because I have known Doctor Winder since I was a boy and he was a werewolf. I had seen him shift on multiple occasions, “Nah, he is a wolf, man. He just knows a lot about witches. He has taken care of all different kinds of people. I’ve seen that man shift more times than I can count.” Thorn shook his head and crossed his arms over his wide chest, “Sorry,

They suited each other in a way. “And a pleasure to see you again, Ms. Moonshadow,” He added. “Chancellor Canis,” I said. “I thought you were too old for things like this?” “Deucalion was a bit insistent on me coming, so here I am,” Albus said with a shrug. Albus Canis was a powerful mage and master of magic, if not the most powerful. He and I helped rebuild the academy after it was almost destroyed by the war of the first Black Rose.