Dumbledore Said Calmly Meme Novels & Stories

Liam, Calvin's best friend, and Beta bellows in his fake British accent as he makes his way over to us. "Don't worry Liam, our dear innocent Alpha could never be corrupted, he'd much rather play scrabble than ever be swayed by the beauty in front of him." Comes the fake Scottish accent of Jack, Calvin's other best friend, and Gamma as he makes his way over with his mate Ashley and Beta Liam.

“Dude, calm down!” “Don’t tell me to calm down, Levi!” Merlin snapped which made Levi the Envious raised his hands while shrugging his shoulders. The necromancer continued. “It’s the headmaster…” Matilda was the first one to jump at Merlin when the latter stopped from whatever he was about to say. “Fucking say it!” Maleficent and the others waited for Merlin’s news although Maleficent had already an inkling from what was happening. “…He’s dead.”

Something was happening to me, my soul and body. "You're dumb sometimes. It's our mate, dumbo Alpha", Zendaya screeched. "No", I instantly denied.

I swung the door open and glanced back at her as I said, "I mean it, Nat." * * * While not a quote from the books, Michael Gambon's Dumbledore says this to Harry in Deathly Hallows: Part 2: "Words are, in my not-so-humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic. Capable of both inflicting injury, and remedying it."

"Bring him home sometime. You speak so highly of him. I would like to meet him." * * * "Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

Alma smiled—a highly reassuring smile that was effective enough to thaw the dense, lethal air surrounding Aiden: "Let it go, dear. It’s just a trivial matter; we shouldn’t trouble our minds over petty people." Hearing those words like a decree of clemency, Conal immediately seized the opportunity. Forcing a distorted smile, he hurried to chime in with a sycophantic tone:

"What on earth are you blabbering about? I swear on my life that I have never laid a hand on anyone—" "Can you picture Hermione in your mind's eye?" He asked with a curious tone, his eyebrows furrowed in anticipation. "I'm urgently trying to alert you. I have a deep understanding of Hermione's character and personality." With a chuckle, he uttered those words, causing me to erupt into even more boisterous laughter. However, my mirth was abruptly cut short as I recollected the fact that she had attempted to take my life, a shocking revelation that caught me completely off guard.

“Professor Howl said we can’t let the broom control us and I thought that was a ridiculous statement because a broom is nothing more than wood. It’s not a life therefore it can’t control us.” “All magic is alive Anila and must be treated as such. Your broom could sense your wild emotions and thought that’s what you wanted, a wild ride to match those emotions,” Principal Rapport explained, making me feel even more humiliated. “You screaming only egged it on,” Damien added, agreeing with Principal Rapport. “When in doubt, stay calm. Always stay calm.” I nodded, trying to understand what they were saying, but I was suddenly drained and wanted to just sleep for the rest of the night.

he clears a throat. I tilt my head up, only to my surprise; right in front of me is an elderly man. It's no average man with no average height, but a huge man. I mean, this man is more significant than a giant. He wore white and gold clothing, had long white wavy hair and a beard covering his whole chin, and had golden eyes, but he was different from Dominic. This man's eyes shine like the sun. It's like looking at Albus Dumbledore from Harry Potter.

I scream; my anxiety has me pacing in front of the toilet, nauseous, but for an entirely different reason now. Damon remains unphased by my meltdown, with an egotistical smile on his face, "don't forget you're the one who phrased it as a "magical penis," because I never will." He roars, with laughter, bending at the waist as he tries to calm the laughter shaking his body.