Novel & Cerita Dumbledore's Got Style

Thank fuck that I changed my pajamas after receiving a magical floating letter in my room. Clad in her gothic dress and lacy stockings paired with a wedged shoes, Maleficent’s straight black hair, and cobalt-colored eyes were the exact opposite of her glowing green eyes that matched the color of her teardrop-shaped brooch. Her horns and wings were displayed as she walked with confidence at the center of the hallway – rendering any creature from the three great dormitories speechless. Her stance reminded them that even if she was rumored to be the weakest among the Halflings, she was able to kill an angel without any qualms. Three Slaughter butterflies flew around her as she walked towards th

“The Lockhart’s are one of the wealthiest families in Britain. Are she and Jade g-” “Yumm that looks delicious!” I interrupt her just in time, as we come into view of a small wooden stand, where Miss Turner, my math teacher, is stirring a large black cauldron with a silver ladle. She’s dressed as Snow White, her black hair held back by a bright red bow which perfectly matches the frames of her round Harry Potterish glasses. Even though I hate math with the passion of a million burning suns, I can’t help but like Miss Turner and her sweet, awkward math-nerd humor.

Albert chose this particular dress, he said it made him feel like a boss. “You look good my babies,” I said, appreciating their beauty. “I always look good,” Albert replied, walking away with a smirk on his face. Their hair was styled backwards, with a lot of gel to make it glow. “Thank you mummy,” I bent down to kiss Aiden on the lips. Albert wouldn't want that, Aurora only thought of her father's praise. “God of mercy, if you bring Alexander here today, I promise to consider forgiving him. Please,” I said softly, thinking about my weird request from God.

A knock on the door interrupted their conversation. Ron went to open the door and was greeted by a brooding Ludiciel. His long silver hair was packed into a low bun and he was wearing a black and white again. Ron wondered why they all liked wearing such boring colours. As if there weren't any other type of clothing. Look at him for example. He was wearing deep red clothes, studded with shiny blue jewels. Red! The colour of love. Ron looked dashing. Zedekiel definitely has to be affected.

“Does that make me a Ravenclaw or a Hufflepuff?” “Gryffindor.” Dean smiled at him. “They are courageous, chivalrous and determined. Plus, holy shit, the special effects.” JD laughed and hugged her to him. “I didn’t think that Harry was your type of movie. But I guess the special effects make it your type.” “Yeah. Especially the parts that aren’t done completely CGI. I mean even then; you have your place holders. And of course, there’s a forest named after me.”

Like a prince, Alan walked out wearing black shiny shoes and a black blazer over his informal black jean and white T shirt. Alan is popularly known for his style. His hair ounced as he walked like the prince of all hearts. People all around had thier mobile phones in their hand to record him with their hands waving in air hoping a single hand shake. Alan was completely surrounded by bodyguards and he looked around passing flying kisses and walked inside towards the set ignoring every waving hand.

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."

Duncan Hiddleston owns six-pack abs. “Or should change the way you dress. I kept using a style that was not new in her eyes. I should change to a style that looks more polite. I want to change for the better. Should change like President Mark. She is very fond of elegant clothes.” Duncan Hiddleston was still watching himself intently.

I walked slowly towards the bearded man. From what I see. Looks like, he's been waiting for me all this time. I saw a lot of wrinkles on his face. His beard was so long and white in color. Her hair is white too. If you've ever seen the principal in the Harry Potter films. Well, that's what it looks like. Big and creepy too.

It was when she excused herself to go to the bathroom that a pretty girl who was about his age had walked up to their booth. "Excuse me," she had said, waving her hand in front of him to get his attention. Adnan placed a finger between the pages he was reading before he looked up at her. "Can I help you?" he asked. "I would just like to know whether you think Professor Dumbledore was right in always showing preferential treatment towards Gryffindor house while he virtually ignored the other houses," she said, pointing towards the book in his hands. Adnan blinked at her, not really sure what to make of this strange girl.