He smirked arrogantly at the thought of the waves he was making despite his attempts to remain in the shadows. Like his primary, Adalricus was a wonder and terror with a wand. His wandwork and spellcasting was military precise, which suggested that his previous education at Durmstrang wasn’t the "pleasure cruise’ Hogwarts was in comparison. His teachers were greatly impressed yet a bit worried at his apparent lack of remorse when dueling against his classmates. He hit hard and fast leaving behind a swath of devastation. More than one opponent shivered in fear that they might be chosen next to face Adalricus on the dueling platform. His demeanor off the piste wasn’t that much warmer either. If he deigned to look at you, you’d swear his gaze was just as cold and deadly as any other predator in the wild. It all flew in the face of what anyone expected from a Dumbledore. Far too many were used to the genial eccentric old man who loved to view himself as the next coming of Merlin.