"Nitwit, Blubber, Oddment, Tweak." Those are the very first words I heard from the greatest headmaster of Hogwarts of all time, Albus Percival Wolfric Brian Dumbledore. He was a man of many mysteries, but of great intelligence. He was admired and respected all throughout the wizarding community. Although he was one of the greatest wizards of all time, he wasn't as perfect as a lot of people thought. He had problems. Outside of the wizarding world, and Hogwarts. Being the oldest child in his family, he had to take care of his younger siblings when his parents passed away. He had a sister, Ariana, who had been kept hidden from the world, because of a childhood incident that scarred her for the rest of her life, and everyone judged his family because of what they assumed. When she met her untimely death, it struck tragedy throughout his family, and surfaced rumors all over the wizarding world. Even now, long after she died, people still talk about her. Rumors about Ariana followed Albus throughout his entire life.
His colleagues trusted him and respected him, and he trusted people most wouldn't give any chance. He respected all of his students, even those who seemed to be turning out badly; he always believed in them to make the right choices. He respected them, so they respected him.
The death of Albus Dumbledore will always be a tragedy, for years to come, but like he once said, "Death is but the next great adventure." I will always mourn his death, but I know that he would never want anyone to grieve too long over something that they could not prevent. As he once said, "I will only be gone from this school when there are none left who remember". I know that that will never happen. I will never forget him, and through me, he will live on forever.