Professor Dumbledore Real Name Novels & Stories

Professor Huckleberry was known to the world as a meek old man who loved laughter and playful banter; but his true identity was this: He was the 7th Sword! “Berry, rise,” Ogre ordered from within the flames. His voice was nothing like one would have imagined it to be. With a moniker like Ogre, one would have expected him to have a gruff voice that was less than pleasing to the ears; however, he sounded like a charming young man talking to a lover. As for the cute nickname he called Professor Huckleberry, the Professor did not seem to mind. Why would he when Ogre had been calling him Berry since the first time that they met?

It seemed that she had made the right decision to insist on him being the Prince Consort to her sister. Darryl walked quickly to the elites and asked a man with the appearance of a studious student. "Who are you? What identity were you before?" The student smiled slightly and said, "Master, my name is Boris Jobs. I used to be. . Gosh, he turned out to be an official. There were many more… Darryl wanted to ask the next one, but suddenly his eyes flashed, and he turned his head to stare at Boris excitedly. "You… are you the grass sage, Boris?"

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.

"Oh, by the way, I nearly forgot to mention that Professor Newt requested you to come to his office when you arrived." "Did he say anything at all?" "No, I think it's about his topic lesson." "I get what you mean. Wait a second. " "Mm-hmm." Elisa stowed her suitcase and proceeded to Professor Newt's office. Professor Newt was 32 years old, and his actual name was Newt Malick. He was a Harvard medical student with a master's and a doctorate degree. He returned to Westmead Hospital after earning his Ph.D. to do research on cardiovascular and cerebrovascular disorders.

Chapter 125 Let me do the introduction first my name is Prince Douglas, The lost Prince, We have Professor Kidu the head of the Computer science department of Central University. We have Professor Bowah the head school or engineering central university. We also have Dr. Oto lecturer of Financial management central university and Dr. Hanson lecturer HRM central university, We have Dr. Bruce manager of BB bank and we have a special personality in our mist he is my old-time friend he is no other person but Mr. Wonder.

I cursed also as I ignored her. I guess Jane was her name, I don't care to know but all I called her was big tooth Jane. I went down the building, the garage. "Darn him, that beast who calls himself alpha!!" I groaned as I leaped finally. I couldn't endure the pain any further. My eyes were already teary and I felt so much pains. I emptied the trash can and I dropped the trash can next to the bigger truck. I turned around as I bumped into Dumbledore's heavy, big stature. "I see, you are in so much pains right now!!" He muttered as he held my right arm.

Always watching. I dragged my hand down my face. “I do not hate you, Reese. I never did. I only hated what I believed you did. What he made me believe. If we are going against him, then we go fully. You have to tell me what you know. Tell me who touched Dahlia. Tell me what The Professor looks like.” I needed the truth like oxygen. I needed a target. A face. A neck to break. Reese inhaled slowly. “I don’t know his real name. All I know is that he was in education. A professor, likely. High-ranking. Untouchable like all his friends. That is why they call him ‘The Professor’.”

― 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.

she said, pressing her forehead on the car window. “School principal? Mrs. Castelo? Arnold? Does anyone ring a bell to you?” I snarled, hating how I ended up having a wife. “Oh, Arnold, the bully,” She lifted an eyebrow as she turned to me. “Yeah, I remember Dudley Dursley. Why?” “Who?” My forehead creased, thinking about where I heard his name. “Dudley Dursley, Harry Potter’s obese and insolent cousin. What about him? Them?” She asked again.

“I can see that your eyes have been opened and you do not like what you see.” “I have been deceived,” Issa said, his tone having an angry undercurrent. “It happens to the best of us,” Albus replied. “And I take it you want to finally know who you really are.” He turned to me. I nodded. “Then allow me to refer to you as Ms. Yulia Moonheart because that is your true name.” Albus said. I felt a bit light headed and dizzy. “What you feel as we speak is power surging through you.” Albus said.