Novel & Cerita Who Was Headmaster Before Dumbledore

The headmaster asked seeming awkward as he stood before her. “I am fine. We need to inform his majesty about this. Did one of them survive?” She asked Azeph shook his head. “The one we caught committed suicide,” He said and she nodded. “We need to move the bodies out of here while the other students are sleeping,” The headmaster said, “Go ahead. I give permission to your men to come into my chambers,” She declared. The headmaster bowed before her then. It was the first time he’d seen the man bow to anyone other than the king.

"I'm not sure either...I just felt compelled to put it to the test." "Sigh...don't do it again." "All right, Headmaster." The person speaking to her in her head was the Headmaster, who had witnessed all that had happened. "A world-shattering genius had been uncovered."

I didn't bother hiding the disbelief in my voice. According to Sir Aaron, becoming a headmaster wasn't an easy feat. It meant that one had surpassed the limit of one's powers, exceeded the powers of their teachers and had become one with their magic. He didn't say anything about my skeptical question, and instead chuckled coldly. With a sigh of resolve, he turned around and gave me my space. I released the breath which I had not realized I’d been holding somewhere along the line. My locker was tidied in a minute and I began to make my way towards the first class of the day only to get stopped by a familiar face who intercepted my route.

Mr. Harry received the arrival of his two guests at the management office, which happened to be several other teacher's offices. There is a lecturer board meeting right now. "Here, is Mr. Robertson who is in charge of some subject, well ... and this is Mr. Roman the dean," explained Harry, introducing Sirius and Remus to his colleagues and teachers.

he explains while looking at the eclipse that is happening. This gave all the professors and the headmaster a headache as they are lost to the events that is happening. The headmaster looked at a distant place when he felt a fluctuation of power. Not long after a figure hovered above them while his hands are at his back. The headmaster recognized him but not the others so they don't know how to greet the newcomer. "Greetings, Guardian deity Lark," the headmaster said while bowing his head. When the other professors heard this they all followed suit.

, she says. He nods his head before popping out once again. I will not get used to that soon. Paying attention to the headmistress; “Starting at the right end of the table, we have Mr. Willis Samuell-Phoenix teaching grimoires. Next, we have Miss Charlie Saneye teaching history, then Mrs. Aksenchuk Anna Vladimirovna teaching dark magic. Next is Mr. Taren Samuell-Phoenix, our healer.” “Mr. Sapping, pleasure to see you.”, she says asks Mr. Sapping walks in.

He shifted his smiling gaze to the headmaster, who seem uncomfortable from the onslaught of gazes he received. Will you stop talking about me and focus on yourselves! Headmaster ranted inside his mind as he bit the insides of his cheeks. The Malevolent duke tilted his head to the side and gave Gabriel a deadpanned response. “So? I came here first so move along. The headmaster’s schedule is full for now.”

Lansear said to the headmaster beside him. Headmaster Prife has been in-charge of the School of Magic for a hundred years. He was old. He had long white hair and a short beard. He was famous in Axum for being the first water wielder that attained immortality because of his vast knowledge of magic. Aside from Lansear, who recently claimed the name of Immortal Governor due to his power. “That little witch and the shifter?” Headmaster Prife pretended to mishear the governor. “You heard me.” Lansear casually drank wine from the goblet while still studying the young shifters that gathered after the verdict of the fight was announced.

His mind was absent since the Headmaster's arrival. The Headmaster in front of him was a very tall and muscular man with bluish-gray eyes; his almost faded blue hair that was turning gray already was slicked back, though some fell down in a small tuft on his forehead. By looking at him, he can sense that he was an arrogant, overbearing, and selfish man, just like any higher up from every school; almost similar to Mister Vacio. He was truly the Headmaster he had a bad feeling about. Every now and then, he became involved with Doll. What was his plan? Who was he?

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.