Dumbledore Memory Pool Novels & Stories

Even when the pills were still covered, the people knew it was pills since they could smell the strong herb from the stage. Lark Oz removed the blanket and 8 porcelain bottles appeared in their sight. “These are the Grade 6 Memorization Enhance Pill! Yes, it is the Memorization Enhance Pill! These pills are needed especially for the Alchemists, Poison Masters, Music Masters, and more!. Memorization Enhance Pill could enhance your memory 20 or more times. Even the stupidest person could become a genius when they consume one of this.” Lark Oz explained which made the crowd shock and overjoyed.

I don’t know how to react though but I still managed to smile at her, letting her know that I’m slightly confused. She sighed before talking. “Let me talk to your parents later. There is something they need to know, something that they should’ve done years ago. You’re a special girl Crystal. I know you know what I’m talking about.” She left me dumbfounded. What was that? I don’t know what she’s talking about and now it bothers me. Is it something to worry about? I felt my heart clench a little when I remembered that Nana Alona can read a person’s ability without looking at their sign. She knows that I’m not just a mere Black wizard and I’m far more than that because of my ice powers. I gentl

Byrne lifted his cloudy yet sharp eyes and studied me for a moment. "So you finally show up," he said as he let out a short huff. "You do remember I was your teacher." "I remember everything you ever taught me," I said. I sat down in the empty chair beside him and poured him half a cup of warm herbal tea. "Your stomach is weak. You should drink this at night." Byrne shot me a sideways look, his mustache twitched as he took the cup. "Save the act. Who was it that sent my letter of recommendation back and said she would stay in the pack for her Alpha?"

The scar lay quietly against his skin, a dark, raised ridge that matched the vision perfectly. "No." His voice was barely a whisper, as if he were talking to himself. "It wasn't me." "I never went to that meadow. I never... never touched Echo." He whipped his head around to glare at the witch on the dais, his pupils shifting into slits as a crimson fury flooded his eyes. "Your magic is flawed! Someone has tampered with this memory!" The witch flinched, but she still shook her head, her voice trembling. "Alpha, memory magic cannot be altered; it can only be witnessed. I swear by the witch's creed, this vision is the absolute truth, the deepest imprint burned into the Luna's soul."

This was my fight. "Damien. I think you've forgotten something. Our mate bond is dissolved."

she slipped her hand in mine, and we followed after the others. Unknown’s POV “Finn, I’m your daddy now,” I told the young boy. “I want my mommy!” He cried out loudly. I huffed out a breath before turning to the witch, “can you do something about his memories?” It had been months since I’d taken him, and he refused to cooperate. “Yes, sir,” she went back to mixing ingredients in a metal bowl while the little boy whined. When she finished, she handed the bowl to me, “have him drink this.”

The air was thick with anticipation, as if the walls themselves held countless untold stories. I approached the reception desk, where a young woman with piercing blue eyes and an enigmatic smile greeted me. Her name tag read "Lena." "Welcome to Memoria," she said, her voice soft yet confident. "How may I assist you today?" "I... I've heard that you can erase memories," I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper. "Is it true?" Lena nodded, her gaze unwavering. "Yes, it's true. Memoria specializes in memory alteration. We help individuals who seek to escape the pain of their past, to start anew."