Harry Potter Teacher Novels & Stories

I so did NOT turn red when he said that. -Norali: Do you do this with all your students? Guess their kinks? Dick. He thinks he knows everything. -Mr. Grumpy: Only with the ones who hate me. "What are you saying?" Hannah presses, her curiosity undeniable. "Just telling him how annoying he is," I say, tapping out a response. -Norali: So, basically the entire school? Hannah suddenly changes the subject. "Okay, so you’re sexting a teacher... but guess who I hooked up with?"

The bell rang for end of classes. All the students scurried off the classroom, leaving frustrated Mrs Corbyn screaming out, "Oh come on! Can't you all just wait a little for my conclusion on the topic?!" But of course, she wasn't expecting an answer. "This Agric teacher is the weirdest I've ever encountered in my entire life," said Tom to Harry. They both grinned and packed their books to the locker room, hurriedly.

Miss Joana asked one of the male teachers who had just arrived. "Oh? Who are you?" Miss Joana took off her glasses and looked annoyed at the man in front of her. "I'm a new teacher here. I teach English." "Really? It's no wonder I've never seen you. Oh, let me introduce myself, I’m Bagus, the mathematics teacher." Miss Joana just stared at Mr. Nice's outstretched hand without intending to accept it. Not long after, the bell rang. "Oh I have to teach now. Please move aside, you are blocking my way."

"Now, I allow Harry to interrupt me in my time off because I happen to love sucking his cock. As you don't have a cock, I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to leave." There was a pause as the teacher considered her words. "Unless, of course, you want to join me." Harry didn't dare stare at his girlfriend; more than a few times, he'd brought himself off to the image of his girlfriend and his teacher sharing his cock, but he didn't want to jinx the situation. He stared straight ahead, and thus missed the continuing bold look on his girlfriend's face. "So," she continued, hardly reacting at all to the teacher's strong words, or the offer that had followed them, "you don't like licking pussy

“Is he really that strict when teaching someone?” “Girl, if you are able to make Sean smile for one second when he is teaching you, then you must be special because he never smiles, and once after the lesson for the day, he would be laughing and telling jokes and you would be wondering, is he still the same Sean or does he have a twin that comes out only during lesson periods?” “I believe I told you to watch her not chat with her,” Sean said behind him and they both shrieked. “Would you stop creeping out on someone,” TB complained and with a huff, left the room.

Their teachers seemed to have forgotten their needs. Two of their subjects were Potions for the Future and Ancientry Shadownian, which was taught by a slim and petite woman called Miss Kler and Mrs. Smith, respectively. The former was for the makings of medicines and such, while the latter was for Pasithea’s past. After their orientation, Ms. Higgins opened the topic of Mr. Porche. It caused an uproar from the others, but Sloane’s and Karina merely yawned, rolling their eyes.

Maybe I was just too calculating him to the point where I was being a skeptic. The students sauntered outside the room, as I sat still and watched as Sir Richards rubbed his forehead. He was the youngest teacher in Kingsley and it was apparent in his face. He was also the most strict and perfectionist among all of the teachers I’d been having a class with. And most importantly, the most distinct thing that could easily describe him was . . . he’s pretty hot.

Magical History drags by and I wonder if Decan put a spell on me to make every minute in which I can't try out my wand, longer. Magical Theory doesn't go any better. We have a substitute teacher who prances up and down the aisles with a ruler to smack sleeping students on their desks as she rambles on about if it's beneficial to use an air spell spun with water to make a storm or to do a rain dance. During Spells and Hexes class, Mrs. Abernathy has me clean the lab experiment and the scent of sulfur clings to my skin.

Arriving in front of the school gate, teacher Truong was holding Harry's hand and was waiting. Seeing Grainne and Carwyn Levi come together to pick up their children, teacher Truong smiled and rolled her eyes. "Sister Phuong and Mr. Levi are really good boys and girls, don't argue in the future." On the path Grainne and Carwyn Levi passed, teacher Truong was also considered a witness. What the teacher said today comes from the heart, Carwyn Levi's sincere love for Harry and Grainne, outsiders like her can also see.

She begins with a dramatic flare, dropping about four textbooks on her desk. Mrs. Valerie is what you’d call our resident hippie teacher who will allow students to get weed as long as you assure her you’d be using it medicinally. I’m sure all the other teachers disapprove of her. Her incredibly tall stature and elvish looks makes her seem unreal, and it doesn’t help that she likes to dye her pixie hair different shades of the rainbow every new semester.