Why Dumbledore Is Bad Novels & Stories

118. Peter Dursley's broke free from the dungeons!? "Common enemy?" Maria parroted, her eyes enlarging fearfully. "Yes, Ms. Nixon, we want you to work with us and destroy our common enemy, Alpha Damien, like he destroyed our image and reputation in the world. He's caused irreparable damage to you and my client Mr. Dursley, and snatched away all your lawful rights of living a respectable life along with property. He needs to be stopped now and it's possible when you work with us and help us bring him down from his throne." His words scorched her pounding heart.

Because we needed Professor Sonny's knowledge in soul arts to speed up Monami's recovery. "Exactly! Won't it only make it look bad for the Headmaster's image if it would be made known to many that he used to order around some student warlocks into getting an item for him, for his own disposal?? Some might even suspect him from overusing his influence as the Headmaster if news leaked out." Before Audrey and Niccoli could even give their friends the actual reason why they choose not to tell Professor De Belen about the thing that they saw in the Jar of Misfortune, Allan and the others already engaged themselves into discourse

Do not pity the dead, Harry. Pitty the living and above all, those who live without love. ~Professor Dumbledore, The deathly hallows. •• She sat on her prayer mat, hands raised in silent supplication, her mind whirling around different steps that she could have taken to avoid such an altercation. Why did she ever think she could do it? Marriage? How could he think that she was ready to marry him? What had she ever done to make him think that she wanted to marry him?

Monique. -Yes? His pupils were very dilated, he looked thirsty. -Get away from me," he said. I frowned uncomprehendingly. -I don't want you anywhere near me or my environment. I'm no good for you. Everything I touch I destroy, it's my specialty. -I don't believe that," I raised my hand and took his arm from which he was holding the back of my neck, "I don't think you're bad," I told him, looking into his eyes.

I would have thought it would have been a more complicated selection process. "Well, what were you expecting?" "Something more magical like how in Harry Potter they have the goblet of fire." Liam laughed. "Dallas caught me reading Harry Potter once and she grounded me." "Why?" "Because she said it misleads children to believe witches and warlocks are good." "It's just a book," I defended, "and if you think of it, it doesn't because Voldemort and the rest of the death eaters aren't good. If anything it proves that some are evil but some are also good."

She thinks I'm a good person? She's the only person I know who has told me I'm a good person. People call me Draco in the underworld, and most people associate it with the devil, dragon, demon, etc. But my fiery kitten thinks I'm a good person. Would she have the same view about me if she knew and saw what I was capable of? I know I'm not a psychopath who just kills people without thinking, but I've taken down some people because the world would be a better place without them, so I guess I did something good.

Adam spread his arms, looked up, and laughed as he said, "I'm going to spread it all over the world." Adam laughed again while his friends were already grimacing. Shawn laughed sarcastically. "You want to destroy your father just for a momentary emotion?" Adam stopped laughing and looked back at Shawn with his face red with anger. "Momentary, Shawn? Momentary, you say? He has been acting like this for almost half of my life! I've been trying to be patient all this time, but what I can't tolerate is that he does lewd things while my mother is dying! If you were me, could you just be silent?" Adam asked, making Shawn speechless. "He's been in power over my mother and me way too long just becau

Had it been Isaac, I have no doubt it would have been easier to convince him it wasn’t him. Thorin seems too smart for that. “He’s a bad man.” His words are quiet, and I stare at him. “Thorin, how do you know that?” I ask, confused by his announcement. “I felt it. He loves mummy, but he wants to hurt everyone else.” I almost celebrate, but I realise that even Thorin telling her won’t help. Not even Thorin’s words can outdo the black magic. “It will be fine, we will sort this,” I say, unsure of how I plan to but I have to figure out a way.

It was almost as if the sex had only blurred my mind for the time that we were doing it. Now that it was over, it was back in my head again. "What do you think is going to happen now?" I muttered against his chest as he trailed his fingers over my back. "It's only going to get much worse. Albus had been a type of security, a wall standing against most evil that might have tried to hurt the people," he began. "With him gone, Blue Lake Pack had become a bit vulnerable." I sighed. "Isn't Davina also a witch? Can't she take his place? Wasn't she his apprentice?"

"I didn't see how that would have helped, Amelia." "You… You didn't see how knowing that the true name of someone preaching pureblood bigotry was not a pureblood name would have helped? For Merlin's sake, I can name just about half dozen of old pureblood families that would have not given him their support if they knew his true name. Just the losses of life alone could have been greatly reduced, you old fool!" Director Bones yelled with righteous fury at the 'old boy'. Dumbledore's face was very pale after hearing that. It all seemed to click for him, and he sagged in the armchair like a puppet that had his strings cut.