Defense Against Dark Arts Teacher Novels & Stories

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

came Carmen, “like maybe he wants to hurt Nat or something.” “But he hasn't, has he?” Henry responded, skeptical as ever. “Did you not hear the part where he attacked us?” Just then, there came a loud peal of thunder that so enormous it made the lights to go out in the detention room and the place was engulfed in partial darkness thanks to the little light offered by the windows. The clouds had grown even darker, making it harder to see in the room. “OK, everyone,” the teacher spoke up, setting his phone down and moving to the switch before starting to flip it on and on, “I’m sure it’s nothing. The back up generators should be running anytime now.”

I heard him say as he entered the theater in sweatpants and a hoodie. “Molly?” he called, approaching. “You’re not supposed to come here,” I protested, but he wrapped his hands around my waist. “I knew I was close to passing out. Mr. La Rosa, you’re not allowed to leave with Miss Blackwood. It’s unethical,” my instructor snapped. “Well, I don’t care,” Ethan said, and everyone gasped as he carried me past them. Not with the sweet smell of Ethan, not with his beautiful eyes checking if I was still conscious…

“Before I get hurt? Oh, that’s a good one. Because from where I see it, you’re the one tied up in the chair looking like my dinner.” I splay my fingers, telekinetically tugging on the ropes. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” “Go ahead then.” She steps back, and her heels click on the hard floor. “Take your best shot.” I close my eyes and inhale, pulling in energy from the air around me. “I surround myself with protective white light. Remove all evil within my sight!” Nothing happens. And the ropes haven’t budged. What. The. Fuck. The vampire laughs again. “Like I said. You’re dinner.”

I knew no one would know us, so we had to make plans. "We're going in as teachers. When I get into the school, I'll find weak spots that would leave Lord Lucifer with no choice but to add us to the list of tutors in this prestigious school." Two hours later, we arrived at Dark Knight Academy. It was such a beautiful environment that lacked the essence of plants, and since Allen loves flowers so much, she would teach the students how to make flowers a source of peace and stability of mind. Staring at the poor access to weapons, Ras can help with the speed of the students. Levi and I can take the tryouts for all training, and Aeson would just be the right-hand man that Lord Lucifer wants.

Whitty crossed her arms and walked back and forth. At the same time, she pondered upon it and said, “My teacher once told me that everything in the world has its disadvantages. If you want to defeat your opponent, you must first find out what their weaknesses are. Meanwhile, this mysterious man possesses light-related attributes. In that case, that means that there’s no way for him to escape in the darkness.” Baby Robbie fixed his gaze on Whitty and asked, “Does that mean we should create the darkness of night?” Whitty nodded.

At the ceremony where my mother, Helena Marlow, received the Best Homeroom Teacher award, the parents wept with gratitude. They praised her for nurturing the students successfully without ever resorting to harsh discipline, and for helping them all to excellent results. But no one knew that the path to their children’s success had been paved by Mom, using me as a warning to others. When someone in the class stole money, cheated on an exam, or got into a romantic relationship, I was the one punished. During the ceremony, the principal, Ms. Wanda Ambrose, stepped onto the stage to present her award. She asked, “Ms. Marlow, you have so many outstanding students in your class. Which student

The quad beyond was deserted, lamplight flickering across empty benches, yet she felt exposed as though someone could be watching. He stepped back, the sound of his boots faint on the wood. The space between them grew, but the command tethered her in place as firmly as if he’d bound her wrists. “Raise up,” he said. She hesitated. “What do you mean?” “On your toes again.” Her breath caught, but she obeyed, pushing upward until her calves burned, the stretch turning her balance precarious. The cold glass pressed against her palms as she leaned harder for support. “Hold it,” he ordered.

I’d be willing to bet that they’re from the same pack. “As Eiriana said, my name is Magnus,” the male instructor says as the last of the other students clear away, “and I’m one of the other dark magic teachers here. During your time at the Academy, you’ll learn the arts of combat, espionage, strategy, and negotiation, but the foundation of your studies is dark magic.

After much deliberation, the young man's teacher summoned a sliver of darkness in his hand. "Using this again is actually troublesome, but it doesn't matter! As long as it solves this problem, there's no harm in doing something taboo. For the sake of my future and the entire universe!" said the teacher with a serious expression, then one of his hands tore through space and the darkness burst into the cut space. "Master, is that okay?" asked a woman who saw that her master really wanted to violate something that should not be violated.