Headmaster Before Dumbledore Novels & Stories

His stance was now authoritative. "Ms. Lopez, follow me." I just followed him even though I was still confused by what was happening. He took me to an office. He sat down and when I saw his desk. . . Stephen R. Zyfford Head Master He was the head master of this school?! "Why? You seemed so shock, Ms. Lopez," he commented before smiling in my direction. "Step--" "Is that the way you address the head master?" I was speechless because of that. What did I get myself into? Why was older brother Stephen so strict and scary?

the headmaster says. Straightening up, I walk over to where they are seated and take a seat beside Kieran. The headmaster, who looks to be in his forties with a few strands of gray hair, is seated opposite us. I read the name on the nameplate: Mr. Rowlands. “What did he do?” Kieran asks. “He fought with his classmate,” Mr. Rowlands answers. “And where is the said classmate?” Kieran asks with a raised brow. “In his class,” he answers.

The Headmaster finally looked at the four boys and what he said next made the air turn cold. "She is dying." The words struck like lightning. "No." Kade's growl was immediate. "There must be something you can do." Alaric's crimson eyes narrowed dangerously."You're the most powerful mage alive. Fix it." Damien's hands trembled. "Please..." But the Headmaster did not move. "There is a way," he said slowly. Hope flickered in their eyes.

He was doing it because this shouldn't have fucking happened but he didn't want to create panic inside the students! As far as I was concerned, the flame had never reacted in this manner, except that she was from that bloodline. “Let the dance begin!” Headmaster Augustus announced, and students began to move to their dance partners. Headmaster Augustus and the elders stood up from where they were seated, walking towards a door that led to another room. I followed them. Each of the elders stepped into the room, which served as a meeting point, and when I was about to, Headmaster Augustus held my palm to stop me.

I had finished all of my food except for a muffin & my coffee when I was pulled into a mindlink. "Maeva, please come to my office before heading back down to the training grounds," Headmaster Ronan boomed through the link. "Ofcourse Headmaster, just finished up breakfast so I'll be right there." I responded. "Headmaster wants to see me, so I'll catch you guys later." I told my new friends as I stood & gathered my muffin & juice. I bent down & kissed Dimitri which garnered "awes" from all of them. I rolled my eyes & walked off towards the building.

Theon When I arrive with Kellin and Haden, Ophelia, Leita and Kiran are in my study, conferring with the Headmistress of the Witches Guild. The Headmistress looks serious, her eyes hard as she talks in a low tone. As soon as we enter, the witches turn to us. “Headmistress,” I say as a greeting while bowing my head towards her. “I'm sure you've heard of what we discovered.”

She gives a nervous smile and her minions nod their heads in unison. The Headmaster smiles. "Very well. You may go now." He says and three of them scurry up the stairs. After they are gone, he looks at me. "Miss Hemsworth? May I have a word with you in my office?" He asks politely. Bloody hell! Did he learn about the broken table? "Yeah, sure." I mumble. I glance at Tessa who is almost fretting with sweat beads on her forehead. "It's alright." I mouth and then walk behind the Headmaster up the stairs.

And not you, them. He did not allow them to mull on his words as he proceeded almost immediately, "I'm afraid this would be a brief class, your headmaster is yet to address you." When the three witches sharing the wands were done they proceeded to the front of the class, apparently the warlock had told them to wait.

Said an old witch that was wearing an outdated nurse dress robe. "Argus Filch, caretaker and Mrs. Norris owner." Said the old balding man. He seemed excited at the prospect to have his pet back. "Professor Minerva Mcgonagall, Head of Gryffindor House, Deputy-Headmistress and Transfiguration Mistress of the castle." Said the well dressed old witch. "Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, Headmaster." Said the actual Headmaster with a haughty tone. At the last introduction, Lord Ravenclaw just let out a low whistle and immediately said.

It wasn’t the result of any obvious pressure or intimidation; it was something deeper, something that resonated within the core of his being. His body reacted before his mind could catch up, and he instinctively dropped to one knee, bowing his head in submission. Every fiber of his being screamed that this was the proper response, even though he didn’t fully understand why. He wanted to stand, to speak, to question, but his body refused to obey. Marvin’s voice broke the tense silence. "Headmaster, I brought him as per your wishes." Danial finally realized that the person before him was the headmaster of Phoenix Academy, the person at the very top of the hierarchy. The headmaster's presence w