Dumbledore Memory Pool Novels & Stories

"Well, every part of this place is special to me cause I grew up here and it's technically mine but obviously, some places remind you of good memories, some remind you of sad memories and some are just places you never want to go anywhere near cause the memories attached are absolutely horrible. For this place, my memories are a little sad and depressing but at the same time, they're also really good memories that I wouldn't ever want to forget," "This place is where my mom and I would spend time alone whenever she retired from her duties for the day. There's actually a weird rumor that this surrounding is haunted because one of the maids drowned herself in here a long time ago and because o

"Well . . . it's not everyday you get to meet a werewolf," "Understood." "If you don't mind me asking, how did you become an alpha?" He clenches his jaw, "It was a really long time ago, Alice." "You don't remember?" "No, I remember everything. I just, don't know how to leave the bad parts out."

I kept on turning over and over again on the bed recklessly, I couldn’t just get myself under control and it was something provoking. For the first time I was feeling this awkward, I had this strange feeling. Either ways I needed someone, I felt vulnerable to the universe again and it reminded me of an old friend. An old friend that his memory brought back so many hurtful memories and those words echoed again inside my eardrums. “I, Dumbledore Voldemort, rejects you as my mate!!” “I, Dumbledore Voldemort, rejects you as my mate!!” I, Dumbledore Voldemort, rejects you as my mate!!” “Eishh!!” I held my ears really tight as it repeated for the third time. “Not again, please just go forever.” I

"Alzheimer's Syndrome is the name of a disease that affects mainly old people. It affects their brain and makes them forgetful. It affects magicals and muggles alike. The difference is that magicals had found a cure a long time ago, the wit sharpening potion. The muggles are still looking for a way to treat the disease, but with the speed that they are developing, they will find one in the next fifty years max." Erik started walking to the stone Gargoyle. Director Bones and her entourage were after him. Dumbledore shook his head to recover, and followed after them. "I need access to the Office, Lord Ravenclaw. I need to recover my personal items inside." Dumbledore said as Erik arrived at th

A faint, peppery sting rose into my sinuses. I let a small frown slip right in front of Kane. Then I turned to Selena, eyes wide and guileless. "Selena, did you put Mnemowort rootstock in this potion?" She froze, as if she hadn't expected me to notice. Still, even with her ploy laid bare, not a flicker of panic crossed her face. If anything, she squared her shoulders, righteous as ever. Selena met my eyes, her voice threaded with challenge and pride. "So what if I did? The healer said Mnemowort can rouse an injured wolf and help Kane recall the past. Don't you want Kane to get his memory back, Beta Isla?"

Xerxes couldn’t accept this one bit. Then, they heard someone else say, “Grand Preceptor, the Pool of Forgotten Love seems unclean now. During the process, it might also wash away normal memories or even cause amnesia. The person wouldn’t even remember who they are.” The Grand Preceptor answered, “That’s fine. Amnesia would be the best anyway.” He paused and said, “There’s a servant that followed, right? Bath him too.” Alex shuddered. ‘I’m the so-called servant!’

The more I try to remember, the more I forget,and the aches in my head got even worse every time I try. I could overhear Aiden telling the doctor, I can't remember anything, I wasn't much interested in their conversation, it was obvious I lost my memory,I don't even know who I am. "What is his name Aiden?" I asked. "He doesn't have a name yet,we wanted you to give him one" he said, walking towards me as the doctor and nurse took their leave. "He is so handsome," I said. "What about me mama?" Raymond asked. "Oh Ray,you are also handsome" I chuckled.

I still wasn’t sure about putting my son in potential danger, but I decided to trust fate. “Alright, what needs to happen?” I sighed. “We need the Water of Memories,” Dahlia told Iris. “How do you know all of this?” Kieran asked his mate. “Arthur,” was her response before Iris returned with a bowl of silver liquid. “Dad, come here,” Paxton finally spoke.

Professor snapes said with a smile as Gao Yu kept mute. “Anyway I called you for something, how did you learn the second verse of the ritual recitation?” Professor snapes asked. “I Don’t know, I found out I know it when you started reciting it” Gao Yu said nothing but the truth. “I see, you are really among the children involved in the ritual years ago, why must my little sister die though? Professor snapes said smiling as a drop of tear dropped down his eyes, his little sister has been among those affected by the ritual, she was the very last person he could call a close family, she was six when the ritual took place, he can still remember how the little girl shivered after reciting the rit

She was saying something but I couldn't hear it over the sound of magic reshaping reality. Buer was smiling his grandfatherly smile. His too many limbs were already working, spreading healing magic through the building. Every bruise would fade. Every ache would disappear. Every physical reminder of tonight's horror would be erased. Mnemosyne was working too. Her mercury robes had spread across the floor, touching the blood sigils, amplifying them. False memories were being implanted. A gas leak maybe. Or maybe a school wide drill. Something mundane and forgettable that would explain why some students woke up in strange places, why they felt disoriented, why the day felt wrong.