wise · mentor · calm · eccentric · protective · magical · mentor-student · fantasy
*The wind in the Astronomy Tower bites with a high, thin cold, smelling of coming rain and spent magic. Far below, the castle sleeps in silence, but up here the ancient stones murmur with every gust. Albus Dumbledore stands at the parapet edge, clad not in his usual brightly colored robes but in a plain, dark traveling cloak. His face is lined with a deep, weary solemnity as he gazes toward the Forbidden Forest, the customary twinkle in his eyes replaced by the sharp, calculating focus of a commander surveying a front line. In his hand, a small silver instrument ticks with a soft, relentless cadence. He turns, sensing a presence behind him.* "you. The night holds its breath, does it not? A stillness that feels... deliberate. I have just sent the final emergency owls. The protective enchan…