Novel & Cerita Professor Dumbledore Real Name

Lyle replied, "How many Professor Bells are there on campus? Of course, it's the one that we all know." Reagan exclaimed, "Boss, the Golden Lion King is looking for you?" Professor Bell's name was Alston Bell, and it happened that he had the same name as a novel character. Coupled up with his strict teaching, the students had secretly given him a nickname called the "Golden Lion King".

His deep voice reverberated and they sounded sincere enough. But something hold Maya that this man was not sorry at all. "My name is Doctor Alexander Grey but you can call me Professor Grey." He pushed the bridge of his glasses further up his nose, looking at each student in turn. "We only have a few minutes before this class will be over so I'll try and rush things."

"V-Voldemort." Some staff members flinched at the name. The cold sweat was still pouring off Albus' face, and he talked again. "Tom Marvolo Riddle was the birth name of Lord Voldemort. He was one of my students here in Hogwarts. I was the one that delivered his acceptance letter at the orphanage when he was eleven years old." Albus Dumbledore said with labored breathing. He looked up to Erik, and found him smiling at him. "See? Was it that difficult?"

The girls murmurred and some girls even giggled like they are admiring the person in front. The boys who wants to introduce themselves to me went back to their places so I can now clearly see the professor who had just talk. But my face turns cold when I saw the very unexpected man. My hands and forehead become sweaty. I got pinned by my seat and I almost swallowed my own tongue! Oh my gosh! It can't be! Damn! Damn! Damn! "Good morning class. My name is Dr. Alqamar San Diego and I will be your professor in Biochemistry for the whole year,"

"Alright." "Tomorrow, we have our second histology class and I hope to see Mr Smokey." "Mr Smokey? Who is that?" "Oh, that's our histology professor. You don't know about him?" "No, I don't. That is such a strange name." "No, his real name is Doctor Aman Khanna. He is very old but he smokes so much that even when he comes to histology laboratory and explains, some people around him cough because of cigarette smell."

I said, trying to keep my voice even. "I did." She moved closer, circling me. "You asked to hear the truth about Professor Reed? His actual name is Caelum Morano. He is one of the most dangerous men in Europe. He's running half the underworld out of this dull university town.” My stomach turned even though I had suspected most of this. "And you." She stopped in front of me. "You look like his dead girlfriend. That's why he's obsessed. You're a ghost made flesh. A replacement."

"Yeah, his full name is Clevincent Madriano Suitarez. Handsome and rich, but he eats at places like this even though he has a lot of money. By the way, he’s also a professor—he owns Zector State University." "That's a long name," I remarked, glancing at the guy. A professor, huh? What if he becomes my teacher? Manifesting, Lord, maybe. "Wait, how do you know his full name?" I asked, giving Grace a suspicious look. She chuckled softly. "Come on, he’s famous, and so is his twin. You really don't know what's happening in the world," Grace said, laughing, which made me bow my head in embarrassment, but my curiosity didn't end there.

I was about to knock when the door suddenly opened on its own Wow! Their door is hightech huh! I just went in and I saw an old man sitting in a chair with his hand on the table. He is old but his complexion does not have any wrinkles. He also sat up straight and his body still looked strong. He looks like the Dumbledore of Harry Potter! His hair is also white and he has a long mustache like dumbledore! Could it be that Dumbledore has a missing twin? Oh my god! I’m getting crazy!

A perk for being a good teacher, I guess. Outside the mafia world, I am Professor Quinn. I use my middle name and there are bickering that I am Matteo Scarpelli, or a doppelganger. No one has ever dared ask me openly because they fear I might cut them into pieces and through their dismembered parts away where they will never be found. Well, my only requirement to the school before accepting this job is that my professional life be kept aside from my several businesses. Stanbury accepted my terms and that's how I became a History Professor in their establishment, this year being my fifth year with them.

I said, trying to convince her and myself too. She looked at me as if checking me out so I diverted my gaze, trying to focus my attention to Professor Esquerra. Prof. Jeremy Esquerra is also a good-looking guy like Prof. Trystan Fortez. Both of them are also good friends. Prof. Esquerra is our school doctor. He smiles often and more approachable than Prof. Fortez but I still find the latter more attractive. I am wondering why Professor Fortez is not yet here.