Dumbledore's Full Name Novels & Stories

“This looks more magnificent today.” Dumbledore complimented. “Oh!! Actually I did some refurnishing during the weekend. But here it is, a space has been made for you.” I mumbled as we entered the lift. “And over there.” I pointed at the end of the hall and the door had a bold inscription, “ASSOS. DUMBLEDORE VOLDEMORT”, he smiled as he saw how his name was boldly written. “Woah!! Such formality!!” He snapped.

I wanted to be feminine tonight and Ted wasn't needed at all. "Iris," He said and took my hands, bringing it to his lips as he placed a soft kiss on all of my knuckles. I felt quite irksome but I had to endure for a reason. "My name is McMahon. I am the Alpha of Ravenclaw," I raised my brows. I had heard about McMahon of Ravenclaw and his rakish habits. Now that I was seeing him in person, I believed the rumors. He had a panty dropping smile and a pair of blue eyes that could undress you. I wasn't going to lie but his eyes were doing something to me.

So this girl had no chance of being familiar with King's name. " Ethan.. your full name is Ethan Malfoy " King split out the drink after listening to her while everyone recited his name. " Ethan Malfoy. " Peter and King glanced at each other with shocked eyes and then looked up at her suspiciously.

I was about to knock when the door suddenly opened on its own Wow! Their door is hightech huh! I just went in and I saw an old man sitting in a chair with his hand on the table. He is old but his complexion does not have any wrinkles. He also sat up straight and his body still looked strong. He looks like the Dumbledore of Harry Potter! His hair is also white and he has a long mustache like dumbledore! Could it be that Dumbledore has a missing twin? Oh my god! I’m getting crazy!

Runes glowed faintly on the high ceiling, casting waves of soft gold over the crowd. At the far end, upon the elevated dais, stood Headmaster Virelkan Duskrend, a tall, imposing figure draped in robes of midnight and silver. His long white hair glinted like frost under the enchanted lights, and his eyes, deep and sharp as starlight, surveyed the gathered students with the weight of centuries. The murmurs died the moment he raised his hand. “Students of Aetherborn Academy,” he began, his voice rolling through the hall like thunder. “You have all been called here for several matters of importance.”

He has that air of cheerfulness about him, which is a sharp contrast to my typical aloofness and icy personality. Residents love to join his team rather than be under my mentorship. "Impressive performance, as always, Professor Pierce," Doctor Patel says, clapping loudly. My dad's name is Pierce - Jackson Pierce. My mom refuses to change her surname fully to his after marriage, hence the two surnames on my profile: Hermione Watson Pierce. I introduce myself first as Hermione Pierce, before adding Watson as my other surname. Most of my colleagues are often baffled by this act of mine, wondering why I would hide my affiliation to the renowned Watson Foundation. If only they knew.

― 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.

"Without him, we would have been lost. We would have lost you and the pack would have been in mess by now. All thanks to him." The king turned his gaze towards the figure standing at the edge of the room, his gratitude palpable in the air. The wizard possessed an air of mystique that both captivated and intrigued those who encountered him. "You have my eternal gratitude, Mr. Wizard," the king declared, his tone filled with profound sincerity. "Tell me, powerful wizard, what is your true name?" A faint smile curved Nalindra's lips, a glimmer of mystery dancing in his eyes. "I am known as Nalindra," he replied, his voice carrying an air of ancient wisdom. "And it is my sacred duty to protect a

Dupont of the Alchemy Department, Prof. Reginald Morell of Arcane Arts, Prof. Dimitrio of Herbology, and Prof. Raevers of charms. There was also a hooded person with them who seemed to be floating on air, beside whom stood the groundskeeper and head of Cryptozoology, Damien Wolvesbane. “Pan Phineas!” Dorin called to the hooded person who slightly tilted his head.

Vador sighed as Aleister entered the study. "Call Alizon," Aleister said."Call her now" "Yes? You called for me,"a lady in white appeared.She had a white mark running from her hair down to her forehead,her hair was black. Alizon was a white witch,she was also Vador's godmother who stayed in the east empire disguised as an old lady.She was King Alarie's younger sister who was not killed when the dark witches had attacked because they didn't know about her. Only Vador and Aleister knew about her,she was a very powerful witch with healing powers and the ability to summon souls.