The star, his moon and their comets

CHAPTER 118 Building Strength

Dumbledore sighed, "Isador Rockwood possesses knowledge and abilities that can be of great help, especially in understanding the unique challenges faced by hybrids. You see, Emma, being a hybrid comes with power and force that need careful control."

As if on cue, the door opened, and Isador Rockwood entered the room. His presence exuded a quiet strength, and his eyes held a depth of knowledge.

Dumbledore gestured to Isador, introducing him to Emma. "Emma, meet Isador Rockwood. He has agreed to help guide and train you in mastering your unique abilities."

Isador nodded in acknowledgment, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Emma, it's a pleasure to finally meet you. Dumbledore has told me much about your potential."

Emma looked from Dumbledore to Isador, her mind buzzing with questions and anticipation.

Dumbledore regarded Emma with a steady gaze. "Emma, the reason Isador's existence has been kept a secret goes beyond the intricacies of power and control."

He paused, choosing his words carefully.

"Isador is a unique individual, born of both vampire and werewolf lineage. Unfortunately, he found himself shunned by both communities due to the prejudice that exists between them. It's a delicate matter, and we had to keep his presence hidden to protect him."

Emma's brow furrowed in understanding, sympathy for Isador flickering in her eyes. "So, he's been living in secrecy all this time?"

Dumbledore nodded. "Indeed. Isador has lived on the fringes, navigating a world that often rejects those who don't fit neatly into predefined categories. However, his knowledge and skills are invaluable, especially when it comes to understanding and harnessing the unique aspects of being a hybrid. Which is why you will be training with him."

Isador, who had been observing the conversation in silence, spoke up. "Emma, I've faced challenges that parallel your own. Together, we can explore the depths of your abilities and ensure that you're well-prepared for the road ahead."

Curiosity gleamed in Emma's eyes as she turned her attention to Isador.

"How old are you?" she inquired, her tone a mix of wonder and fascination.

Isador met her gaze with a gentle smile. "I am 26," he replied, his expression serene.

Emma's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "But, how long have you been 26?" she pressed, a sense of incredulity in her voice.

Isador's smile widened, revealing a wisdom beyond his apparent age. "I've been 26 for 743 years."

Emma, still processing the revelation of Isador's age, felt a compelling need to delve deeper into their shared experiences.

"Did you undergo the same ritual as I did?" she asked, her voice tinged with curiosity and a touch of vulnerability.

Isador's expression shifted, a flicker of pain crossing his eyes. He took a moment before answering, "Yes, Emma. I underwent the same ritual. It's a part of the journey for hybrids like us."

Emma sensed the weight behind Isador's words, recognizing the shared trials they had both endured.

With a newfound awareness of her hybrid nature and the connection she shared with Isador, Emma turned her attention back to Dumbledore.

"What does the training entail?" she asked, a mixture of determination and curiosity in her voice.

Dumbledore, his gaze steady, began to outline the details. "The training is multifaceted, Emma. Isador will guide you in understanding and harnessing your unique magical abilities as a hybrid. We'll focus on honing your control over the powers that come with your lineage."