Dumbledore Clapping Novels & Stories

She isn't supposed to stop Queen's speech. " Hello Students, I think you all heard the Queen's speech. Now, at last, let me introduce the Witch princess, Cassie Hale," she clapped for her while stared blankly and not wanted to do anything for Cassie. I really hate to mention her like a princess. But Dorthy glared us angrily when their no response from the crowd. Everyone started clapping unwillingly after hesitation. " Iam not going to clap. Queen sister is insane," I whispered to Jacen who is also not clapping but holding my hands from the moment we took a seat in the hall.

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.

The room was full of werewolves, those not sitting around the table stood and watched me stand at the raised stage. “Wait,” I called out. “Before you do anything bloody, can we let this kid go?” They all burst into racuous laughter that had my body burning up from rage or embarrassment. I honestly could not tell which either. Right now, either I die or not, Tina was my priority. “It’s sad I will not be able to see the look on your father’s face when he sees my message regarding you,” the fake Dumbledore said. “Oh, what the hell? We’ve won.”

Others considered it disrespectful by shaking their heads. "Anyway," he continued. "that's on a lighter note. There will be deserts for those who are patient enough for the full course meal. The floor is also open for dancing and interactions. " He stood up straight and clapped his hand twice. "Okay! Let's have fun!" The people went into full clapping mode as he walked down the podium. "Sir Dillion?" Lorin called to him, tightening her grip on his arm to catch his attention. "Call me by my name." He said without looking at her.

‘They must be Harry Potter fans. He didn’t think that any of the songs in the soundtrack could be used in this way. Now, as he watched the two, he felt as if he was being transported into the magical world. He had watched the previous movies and in one of them there was a scene where the students of Hogwarts had a Yule ball. ‘Ah. This is that feeling.’ He was starry-eyed as he watched the two dancing like magical beings. Towards the end of it, he rose from his seat and applauded them. “Very good!! Amazing! Yes! That’s perfect!!!”

Blood oozed out his nose, and on his cheek was a mark of Cyan's fist. "End of the match!" Headmaster Lavendori immediately announced, clapping his hand. "Congratulations, Miss Cyan Belladonna!" Cyan grinned and gave the High Lord a small bow with a clenched hand on her chest. “I am in your debt, Your Excellency.” Lavendori chuckled, shaking his head, and making his wavy black hair sway. “You’ve passed. That is more than enough to repay me,” he claimed in a soft voice. “And you should go now and stop Delaney before he loses his voice. He’s been cheering for you non-stop.”

Immediately I was lifted away from her body, Clara went running to her precious daughter on the floor. I turned to look at Alaric and he seemed to be surprised too but when he noticed I was staring at him,a smile formed on his lips as he clapped his hands. "I'm proud of you" he silently muttered with a smile as I found myself smiling back. The whole crowd soon started to clap but the King wasn't a fan of any of this. With a look of disapproval on his face, he lifted his hand and balled them into a fist, silencing everyone in the room.

“No, I couldn’t reach Harry Potter this morning, but what I could do is use you as my own personal wall.” She let out a breath and gave me an exasperated look. “Oh, he definitely did not notice a person who was crouching weirdly on my legs!” “That’s right. I’m so good at hiding that he didn’t even notice!” “I was being sarcastic, you know?” I shook my head, “No, you were being serious. I said so. You can’t argue back anymore.” The bell rang, so I dragged her to our first-class before she could even respond. However, I halted my steps when I realized that Clyden was in this class.

"She says it's time for some special treatment." "No," Alora's voice shakes slightly. "No, please… please it's enough… please" The sound of a slap cuts her short and there is a shrill cry of pain in the air Harry jerks. "Stop!" he shouts. I place a finger against my lips. “Shhh… you are ruining the fun, Harry. Also, have you forgotten that they can't hear you? Harry, only you can hear them, dumbass!”

"I’m not here to ask for permission. I’m here to show you that it’s already in motion." Silence. And then — applause. Strong. Loud. I let out a breath I hadn’t even realized I was holding as the board members clap. Some of them nod to each other while others keep smiling. I even catch old Mr. Warren, who never claps for anyone, tapping two fingers against the wood with a smile on his face. And my father — he claps too, slower but with that same ghost of a smile. When he stands, the rest of the board members follow suit.