Aurelius Dumbledore Novels & Stories

"Yeah! I told you, didn't i? These guys can write a thesis on how to show off." "Wow! Is that the head of the clan, Black Ouroboros ? He was also in the top 300 of the list of the strongest individuals." "Yeah. He is very, very strong." Artemis smiled, "He also goes by the title of the 'Lance Mage'. Also, if you look at your 6, you'll see a man in 40s with a sharp nose and thick eyebrows. His name is Duke Paul Grizzly, and is considered even stronger than the 'Lance Mage' in terms of skills."

If the subject of his attention was a beauty instead of the old man, Audrey wondered if he would pounce towards that direction. “Can you be more calm and collected please?” Audrey frowned. Allan had such unusual tastes… Allan lightly slapped Audrey’s head. “You know nothing! Do you know who that old man on the stage is? He is the dean of the Iridos and also the most powerful magus in the entire continent. The only known wizard who has attained the highest level of Violet Realm!” Late stage of Violet Realm? It had been some time since Audrey arrived at that world. Even though she still lacked in general knowledge, she was no stranger to that term.

“Yes!“ “They are back?“ “Yes, they are back for the Last Battle, all those that are killed are the damned soul needed in waking the one who caused the homicides years ago, Anetta!“ “Now who they fuck is Anthena?“ “Anetta now Anthena!“ She said and laughed “Yeah, whatever!“ “But why did my grandpa keep the truth away from the citizens of Wales?“ “I don't know, but we have many problems other than that!“ “What is the problem?“ “Chloe said there is going to be a death occurring at Mike's funeral!“ “And we are mapping out plans to stop it from happening” she said “Can I help?“ He asked “Nah, I can't risk that, and Between we already have powerful allies in our midst” “Who healed me?“ “Zoe!“ “Who

-Don't screw me, we were on time- Azael suddenly says. I don't know whether to be surprised by his tone and the words he uses of him or why he is defending me in a way. -Excuse me? -for the first time the literature teacher, who I don't know his name, directs his gaze towards us, lowering his glasses down the bridge of his nose. His eyes are so small that he reminds me of a mole and a few strands of white hair fall over his forehead. - He already heard me- Azael answers coldly.

"aurora boralis thou great aurora, my spirit recides in a world of rest, i am a cut through history, finding the secret of immortality is my goal. Aurora bolaris undying spirit shall awake , Osíris shall be my Helper." Just as professor Snapes stopped the incantation to ask the students which word they noticed appearing most Gao yu started muttering some words. "heather, heather i am a branch of aurora, my body is the vessel of the undead i am a secret that is left to be solved," Gao yu start muttering as the pupils in his eyes started to slowly disappear.

Aurelius nodded. “He was my first student.” Silence. “He was also…” “…my oldest friend.” ⸻ The Raven lowered his head. Not out of fear. Out of respect. “Master.” The word echoed through the cathedral. Seraphina frowned. “You know him?” The Raven answered quietly. “I spent twelve years searching for him.” “I never believed he still lived.” ⸻ Aurelius smiled sadly. “I didn’t.” Everyone looked confused. “I died.” He said it so calmly that no one questioned him.

Aurelius looked down at Tom. Cold, scrutinizing, and full of murderous intent. “He,” Aurelius said calmly, “is the one who abandoned you?” His tone was gentle. But the threat contained within it was anything but. I placed my hand on his chest. “Aurelius. Astra is watching.” His expression softened immediately. But when his gaze returned to Tom, the chill intensified. “You are still alive,” he said, “because she pleaded for you.” Tom finally broke down. “No—that’s impossible!” he shouted hoarsely. “Rowling, this must be a lie!”

Across the chamber sat the only two men foolish enough to enjoy his suffering. His cousin: Prince Darius Blackthorn. And his Gamma: Lucien Vale. Both looked suspiciously entertained. Aurelian narrowed his eyes at them. Immediately a mind-link snapped open. "If either of you laughs, I'll personally throw you off the western tower." Darius immediately lowered his head as his shoulders started shaking. The bastard was laughing. Lucien wasn't even pretending. "You say that every week," he replied. "And yet somehow we're still alive." "A mistake I intend to correct." Aurelian sneered.

I watched it unfold from the hill's ridge as the wind tugged lightly at my cloak. I folded my arms and sighed under the biting wind. My posture was steady, but inside? I was simmering. Not because of the war. Not even because of the broken bodies. But because Aurelius was still hiding. ‘Coward.’ I cursed internally. He hadn’t sent any of his Death Wraiths this time — no monsters born from the Moongrave potion, no contorted beasts born from merged souls and bodies. Just men. Tired ones. Disposable ones.

Restore what was lost. You are the future of Aurelian House. You are the future of the dragons. And the ember remembers. I will be with you, always. Seraphine Aurelian