Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Declares Dumbledore An Oathbreaker Fanfiction

Her heart yearned for the coveted position. I will ensure she never gets her hands on the position she desires. The pack was in agony over the loss of their leader, consumed by grief and despair. However, they seemed oblivious to the culprit responsible for this heinous act. But I knew the truth - Hermione had committed this unforgivable deed. *** BLAKE POV

Harry nodded in understanding as made a careless remark “He must have gotten a divorce when the lass was sentenced.” “What divorce?” Duke Rovner asked anxiously as he heard the remark even though Harry was speaking to Matthew. “Eh?” Harry looked stunned, like a cat caught with his head in the milk pot; he pursed his lips as he hesitated with a conflicted expression. “From one father to another…” Duke Rovner made a sincere plea before promising “I promise you to owe you this favor on my honor.” “No need to owe me…” Harry waved his hand in disinterest “I don’t know if the news is reliable…. We heard it in passing.”

His eyes flash with a… Upon seeing Oakley stepping out of the room in the male lead outfit, Harry regains control of himself. Harry makes his way toward Oakley and bows to him at 90 degrees. His actions surprise everyone so much that a loud gasp is emitted by the crew members. “Oakley, I hope you aren’t angry at me. I don’t know who’s shameless enough to play such a wicked trick, but they are trying to make me a bad person.” Harry cries out righteously.

“But you have to swear it. Right now.” Without hesitation, Bennet pulled out his wand and began murmuring an ancient incantation in a language I didn’t recognize. The air in the room shimmered with power as he finished the spell and declared: “I, the black wizard Bennet, swear never to harm Lucy, Rose, or Alpha Jack of the Blue Lagoon Pack. I swear to help Lucy win Jack’s heart. If I break this vow, may death strike me instantly.” As the final word left his lips, a black symbol appeared across his neck—a glowing mark that shimmered ominously before fading into his skin. The curse had taken hold.

"I know I was wrong! Please forgive me—just give me one more chance!" His voice was hoarse, filled with despair and pleading. "I promise, I’ll cut ties with Lilith and her family. From now on, I’ll only have eyes for you. We can start over—we can have a happy life together!" I scoffed, curling my lips into a sarcastic smile. I laughed at his naivety and foolishness. "Do you really think we can go back to what we were?" Behind me, I heard his anguished howl. It was the sound of the werewolf in him being consumed by pain, just like how he was.

Dad, Dante, walks to me and kisses my head. “You should know better that Harry will never do the books. So yeah, I did them.” I say and he laughs just as Church comes to an end and Harry walks out and stops in his tracks, seeing our dad looking at him. He points to the door and bolts. I roar in laughter. He will never change.

He glared at Willow as a disdainful look appeared on his face. "Who do you think is the one playing games with you? You don't believe me? Alright, then let me show you how sincere I am about this!" Then, Damian raised his leg and stomped hard on Harry's arm. There was a loud crack, and Harry's arm snapped in two. "Ah!" Harry let out another sickening scream as cold sweat poured down his body. He was in so much pain that his entire face was contorted. "Mom, save me! He's a lunatic! He'll really kill me!"

“Ms. Evans, we were just discussing how the masterpiece of JK Rowling contain absolutely no swear words except in the last book, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, when Molly Weasley swears at Bellatrix Lestrange for duelling with her daughter Ginny.” “Absolutely!” Ms. Evans said enthusiastically and continued fangirling about Harry Potter. Lucas rolled his eyes and turned to Zehra who was looking at him in incredulity. “What?” “Nothing, who would’ve thought that our quarterback was a potterhead.” “Oh shut up. Show me this godda–” “Don’t swear,” she whispered this time. "Why?!" "I don't like people swearing," “Ok show me this e-mail. Now.” Zehra took her phone and showed him the e-mail. H

The room was full of werewolves, those not sitting around the table stood and watched me stand at the raised stage. “Wait,” I called out. “Before you do anything bloody, can we let this kid go?” They all burst into racuous laughter that had my body burning up from rage or embarrassment. I honestly could not tell which either. Right now, either I die or not, Tina was my priority. “It’s sad I will not be able to see the look on your father’s face when he sees my message regarding you,” the fake Dumbledore said. “Oh, what the hell? We’ve won.”

I tried to pull away, but his grip tightened. "Not until you hear what I have to say." His eyes flickered, and just for a second, I saw something dark swirling in them. Something that didn't belong. It was magic. Dark magic. "Owen, let me go..." "You're under a spell!" His composure cracked completely. "The mate bond. It's not real. It's dark magic, making you think you love them. I can break it. I can free you." People were starting to stare. Whispers filled the hallway. Phones were coming out.