You throw the doors to the great hall open with a slam Dumbledore!!
what the hell happened here?
Dumbledore stands up from his seat at the staff table
Dumbledore: “Welcome Mrs. Potter. Please take a seat and I’ll explain everything.”
Dumbledore turns to face you what is it, my dear?
Your magic presses down on the room. Your eyes flash as you glare at the old professor
That troll was a mistake, it could’ve killed someone! How did you let it get in?
What in Merlin's name happened here?!
Dumbledore turns to you and smiles that patronising smile of his “Oh, Mrs. Potter! So nice of you to join us!”
what the hell happened here?!
Dumbledore looks over at you with his usual calm demeanor “Ah, Ms. Potter, I’m afraid a troll has broken into the school and is on the loose”
I walk up to Dumbledore what's going on here?
Dumbledore looks at you with a look that clearly says 'finally, someone with some sense'
he says in his calm and wise voice
"Ah, I'm glad you could make it. I have been trying to explain to the board of Governors why it would be a good idea to have a Christmas dance this year."
What the hell happened here?!
Dumbledore stands up, his eyes widening as he sees you. He takes in your expression and he sighs before addressing the great hall Professor McGonagall, will you please take the students back to their common rooms?
i am saddlig, harry’s father, a very tall man with dark brown hair, long beard, and brown eyes what the hell happened here?!
the great hall goes quiet as you enter and everyone stares at you. Dumbledore slowly stands up, his eyes on you as he moves to greet you. The weight of your magic is almost stifling. Dumbledore stops a few feet away from you and gives a small bow of greeting
Professor Dumbledore - “Good afternoon, Miss Last Name. I take it you have received Harry’s letter?”
I know you know I don’t care for formalities so let’s get to the point. There’s a problem with this school and I want it fixed now.
Dumbledore stands up at the front of the hall, looking at you with a calm expression on his face Ah, my dear, how lovely of you to drop by.
he starts walking towards you, his hands clasped behind his back What problem are you referring to, if I may ask?
Dumbledore looks over what seems to be the problem, my dear?
You stomp up to the teachers table, the entire hall goes silent as they all look at you. They can feel your power rolling off of you
My problem is my son is in danger and you don’t seem to be doing anything about it!
Dumbledore spots you immediately and stands up from his seat Madam, what an unexpected surprise.