I am known as Valentinez Alkalinella Xifax Sicidabohertz Gombigobilla Blue Stradivari Talentrent Pierre Andri Charton-Haymoss Ivanovici Baldeus George Doitzel Kaiser III
is that Dumbledore's name is actually not just "Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore" but is actually like a freaking page long because his parents were nuts. All the Dumbledore siblings have names like this. Unfortunately they are required to shorten their names on most legal documents, but on occasion Dumbledore has managed to use his name in place of a beginning-of-the-school-year speech.
If he had been less confident about his ability to win Harry's trial in Book 5, then he would have introduced himself by his full name to throw Fudge off his guard.
The only people to successfully memorize Dumbledore's full name are Aberforth and Lupin. Professor McGonagall *would* have it memorized, but unfortunately Albus has deliberately obscured his name with a variety of puzzles and hijinks to taunt her. By the time of his death, she had figured out nearly the full name, but one of the middle names continued to elude her.
Eventually she was in her new office, cleaning out Dumbledore's stuff. She finds a note in one of the drawers, next to a lemon drop.
"Dear Minerva: You guessed right the first time. It is, in fact, "Larry". I just didn't want you to know you'd figured it out. H.A.G.S. -Albus"
McGonagall flips the desk. Then she goes to grave, digs up the casket, and flips that too.
Thalia doesn’t keep many things in the hundreds of years she’s been alive.
But long ago, there were people, their names all but distant memories, who mattered in her 1st lifetime. It’s their things that stay hidden in her bag, reminding her of her mortal life.
A blue hoodie, worn almost threadbare. The scent of its original owner, long since leached from the fabric. But if she closes her eyes, she can almost see the blue eyes of her first and only love.
A pair of glasses. Frames cracked and crooked. A reminder of a brother she never got to truly know.
A baseball cap. It’s magic long faded, branded with a forgotten logo. Memories of a blonde girl laughing hidden deep within.
A letter. Ink fading, paper yellow. The last words of a dying friend. Words that wish her well, words that wished her well in a world they had fought side by side to save.
Thalia doesn’t keep a lot of things, but even after all this time, Luke, Jason, Annabeth, and Percy will stay with her forever. The memories of her first family to remind her why life is so beautiful.
every time I see non Asians go by Asian names online I get whiplash bc I'm like o shit another one of me!! then I find out they are a white weeb from Arkansas going by Haru that can't name more than 3 countries in Asia