Did Dumbledore Know Harry Was A Horcrux Novels & Stories

"We are only as strong as we are united, as weak as we are divided." ― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "I am not your friend, Hunter. I do not think we could ever be friends considering the only reason I made acquaintances with you is so that I could use you." This was not what I had planned to say to him but since the words had come out, there was no point in taking them back. I hated to see the pain reflected in his dark eyes, how his smile faltered until it was gone without a trace.

The air is thick with fear and rage and helplessness. Dexter positions himself by the fireplace, his posture relaxed despite the tension crackling through the room. "Alright. Let's start with what we know. Harry is dead. Has been for years. But something is wearing his body like a borrowed coat. Something that wants an entire pack eliminated and thinks we're going to help make that happen." "Why would we help him?" one of the younger wolves demands. "Because he has Kael." The words taste like ash in my mouth. "And without regular contact with me, without the empathic connection stabilizing him, the curse will consume him completely by the next full moon."

"Why does Harry have the same illness I had when I was young? Why did you tell them they could never come to the Silvermoon Pack? Why, Evelyn? Because you’re scared, aren’t you? Scared they’ll feel the connection they have to the Pack. Am I right?" Each word struck me like a blow, his accusations so correct they left me breathless. My chest tightened, my heart racing as if it were trying to escape the truth I had buried so deep. He was right. He’d figured it all out. My worst fears were coming right in front of me. He must have secretly taken the DNA samples. I should’ve known. The way he’d been watching and listening to them had made him suspicious. And Harry… Harry’s shifting imbalance had

Henry did not know he was just a pawn in their game to decipher the pendant's secret. After he hung up, he wanted to tell his mother what his master had said. Anna shook her head and said, "I heard it, but please don't be unhappy about what I'm about to say. There are two things here that I find strange." "Strange?" "Yes, first of all, did Albus bring you back to Golden Liberty because of his friendship with your father? According to your father, he only met Albus once, and there was no deep friendship." "Maybe my father didn't tell you about their later acquaintance?" Henry retorted.

After a long stretch of silence, he speaks up. "I think I have a plan that will expose everything we need," he says, and our gazes light up with hope. He begins to explain his thoughts and perspectives, which align perfectly. Now I understand why Alloy insisted on involving Harry; he knows all the ins and outs of these dealings, even Jack's schemes hidden from everyone else. "That’s perfect," Evelyn chimes in, and I nod in agreement. This is the best side of Harry I haven't seen through all these years of despair, pain, and resentment. But was i right in my judgment?.....

― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "I am not your friend, Hunter. I do not think we could ever be friends considering the only reason I made acquaintances with you is so that I could use you." This was not what I had planned to say to him but since the words had come out, there was no point in taking them back. I hated to see the pain reflected in his dark eyes, how his smile faltered until it was gone without a trace.