What Was Dumbledore's House Novels & Stories

Albus parent was not here even their guard and maid who used to greet the guests before. But I know this is not the right time to think about it. All I had to do was just to follow Saint. But as soon as I entered the mansion, I was almost immediately taken back by the sight of Saint leaving Albus' body. I immediately covered my mouth and nose when I smell the stench of Albus' decaying body. I could not help but wince. Fortunately, Saint immediately covered it with a curtain on the floor. When the corpse disappeared from my sight I realized how dirty the whole house was.

She probably doesn't want me to speak, but at least I can show that I'm paying attention. "At Magic Academy, there are four houses, each one representing an element and its values. The mirror exists to sort you into one of those houses, and usually, it picks the houses where you will grow as a person." Not in the water house then. My grandmother continues speaking. "The water house values beauty and change. The students placed in that house often see the grace in nature and are resilient to change, usually able to tackle every challenge life gives them." I glance at Daisy. She plants her arms under her chest. I notice every student standing in her group is wearing white and blue. It's probab

Draco stood there looking at the huge mansion for a while, marveling at its beauty before marching into the house according to their leads. They were taken into the huge house with an extra high roof, the golden chandeliers were all donating their shares of light to the room to brighten it up as much as possible. “This way, sir” the guard said and led him to one of the rooms in the house. The guard opened the door to the room painted entirely white and golden chairs were arranged around the white table. The overuse of white reminded him of someone he shouldn’t remember, so he shook it off without hesitation.

Geneva returned to the Tower of Merlin, the revered housing compound of exemplary mages. The Tower of Merlin is not really a singular tall tower but is actually a castle with big rooms filled with subspaces folded by magic so you can have a very big space in a single room since mages tend to use large spaces for their spells and stuff. She and her boyfriend, Gallen live there but he was formerly living in Sellsword's Keep, the residential home of assassins, but he left it because Leanna still stays there.

"I never went to school. This city taught me nearly everything I know." Nadia pointed out, "It did give you a unique magical skill set like cloaking spells and love potions. We might be dead by now if you didn’t know this place so well." "I think you’re giving me more credit than I deserve." Callie couldn’t hide her smile and she did feel lighter the rest of the way to the Duke’s Mansion. It was a large black brick house with a hundred rooms and rows of shuttered windows. The black oak door had a large iron knocker of a snake eating its own tail. Allocen renovated the house overtime and some of his cronies lived with him. There was no knowing how many of them were inside.

"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.

I said to myself and drove out of the castle. Lady Lena’s residence was far from the castle, and she’d never attempted to move nearer even though he official residence as the eldest wolf in Ravenclaw was beside my house, I never understood why she didn’t occupy the space, maybe I was going to find out why today too, I thought and continued driving along.

Rumors pile up of failed classes and exams, sports players getting benched, sprained ankles. Speaking of the witches, I escort Billie to dinner one night at the House of the Children of Diana. Thorne is already there with Agnes, as are Raven and the Phantom. We dress formally, as the location requires it. The House of the Children of Diana looks like a decommissioned limestone Gothic cathedral on the outside. There are gargoyles sitting on its eaves, arched windows, and roseate stained glass. On the inside, it’s divided into the usual generously-sized dorm suites here. It was built before Crescent became a university, before Meridian became a town, by a sex cult. After the cult was disbanded

Albus smiled and didn't answer Draco's question. "Wake up, Draco. Move on. Go to the Mana Tree on Genbu's back. Someone you miss is waiting for you there. This is my farewell gift to you. May your life be filled with love and happiness," Albus said to Draco. Then his figure disappeared into a thousand white lights that faded into the darkness like a dandelion in the wind. Draco opened his eyes and realized he was in the lake. He swam to the surface, then moved to the shore of the lake. This was Albus's dragon lair.

Covering myself up, I sat back down, choosing the furthest spot from him. He took off his t-shirt and threw it at me before he looked away. Gritting my teeth, took off the tattered remains of my top and I wore Dimitri's. Another hour passed in silence and pain for me before the entrance door opened. It was Dumbledore 2.0. But this time he was alone, his side bitches missing. He quickly began opening up Anna's door. Thank Goddess witches aren't affected by heat. Because I would have killed him. I really would have.