Dumbledore's Black Hand Novels & Stories

” I said in a nonchalant attitude. "You mean the alpha's meeting. No offense but what will you be doing there. “he said and I could read the curiosity in his eyes. "I am an alpha so I will be part of the meeting, this is my first time attending the meeting.” I said the truth. "Wow, you are a female alpha that's so cool. Wait a minute are you Alpha Black the only female Alpha ever known , the one who killed thousands of rogues using magic at the age of twelve."

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Erik calmly answered her. "Albus Dumbledore is currently in the Great Lounge, and he is not the Headmaster of Hogwarts anymore. He was suspended indefinitely for breach in the school charter, and I'm seriously thinking of charging the 'old boy' with almost 700 counts of child endangerment. And about 'your Susan's' letter, you haven't read about it because of one of the wards that I took down earlier. Its objective was to control information. It applied a notice-me-not charm in certain parts of the letter pertaining to certain information, in this case, the attacks that happened in the castle."

groaned Lycus Lewis in his mind. Albus looked around the room and did not find the scepter containing The Heart of Magic. Albus's heart pounded. He approached Lycus Lewis, who was in a state of death. Albus tore off Lycus Lewis's shirt. He could see that tendrils of black energy were almost filling Lycus Lewis's chest. Once his chest was perfectly black, his heart would explode and shatter. Lycus Lewis was dying.

Perhaps he had already set up his plan to unify the wizarding world. "I've heard talk about it. It is said in the street that a black wizard with immense power has recently appeared. I think it must be Bennet. But I won't suggest you kill him now. Bennet is considerably stronger than before. Killing him is not going to be an easy task. He still controls Jack’s life. As long as the Noose curse remains on his body, Bennet can make it take effect at any time. We have no way to stop it. It's too dangerous," Zoe advised us.

“I’ll offer you a deal. If you cooperate, we can discuss the future of your country.” Cole frowned. Augus’s sudden shift in demeanor was baffling, and I remembered what Sylvia had said about black magic, about the blood sacrifices that black wizards used to compete for the throne—how it made their bodies deteriorate and become fragile, and about the ironic end of that power. A junior wizard had killed the others with a simple knife, Sylvia had said that.

“You have to leave Raven’s Peak. Get out while you still can. They’re not who they say they are, Dominic, George… even Thomas. They’ve woven lies so tightly that even Tyler can’t see through them anymore. I fear they’re part of something darker, The Red Hand. And I think they’ll do anything to claim what isn’t theirs.” I swallowed, my throat tight. My eyes kept racing across the page, afraid to blink. I’d heard of the Red Hand but it was always in hushed conversations between the brothers. They were very discreet and told me not to worry about it when I ask. “I’ve done terrible things. Things I thought I could control. I started playing with spells I didn’t understand; old magic, black magic

Albus was a wrinkled, bony old man on the brink of death, and there seemed to be not a wisp of black miasma wafting out in sight. It seemed like the Holy One had trapped the Power of Destruction in Albus' body using some special method so that it would continuously feed on the spirit energy inside Albus' body.

They suited each other in a way. “And a pleasure to see you again, Ms. Moonshadow,” He added. “Chancellor Canis,” I said. “I thought you were too old for things like this?” “Deucalion was a bit insistent on me coming, so here I am,” Albus said with a shrug. Albus Canis was a powerful mage and master of magic, if not the most powerful. He and I helped rebuild the academy after it was almost destroyed by the war of the first Black Rose.

The faint, metallic tang of ozone had been thoroughly scrubbed away by the crisp morning air and the bitter aroma of black coffee, but the phantom weight of the battle still hung suffocatingly thick in the corners of the room. Waiting for them across the large oak desk were three of the four original members of the Elder Council: Elder Thorpe, Elder Horne, and Elder Veda. They hadn't come to Blackwood begging for sanctuary; they had come to help Fennigan figure out exactly how to catch Vane in a trap. Without Veda’s ancient knowledge of binding spells, they never would have been able to hold him. But holding him had come with a horrifying price.