Muggle Studies Teacher Novels & Stories

I set him free during class, and at night, he would come back and sit on the pillow on my bed. I’m starting to adjust to the schedule and classes, to the factions, and to learn as much as I can about them. How is this going to help me? I don’t know. Now, mixing these herbs helps cover smells and scents, but you must be consistent in drinking the tea, the teacher told us. Professor Julia was a thirty-five-year-old witch. Beautiful woman. Malacar popped into my head. He has been a little distant lately, and I understand he has outside pressures: the dean, Astrid, and the council.

he said with that lustful look he always got in his eyes whenever he wanted me. I knew that my face turned red as I walked away from the car and towards whatever class I had this morning. The class I had this morning was Dark Arts and Forbidden Magic. The professor taking us was a woman who looked strange with wild red hair and pale blue eyes. She resembled someone I knew. I looked around the class and saw that Leia was nowhere to be seen. But I could see her two blonde minions giving me very dirty looks. “That’s her, the girl that kicked Leia’s ass,” I heard someone whisper.

She teaches me about her duties, how to be a high bred lady and how to support my husband in politics. I also have history and geography lessons which I hate. The teacher is a mean wizard who has no patience with my stumbling over the pronunciation of towns and villages I will probably never visit. He stands over me and shouts, his foul breath making it hard for me to breathe. I study hard so that these lessons are not overly long.

As if on cue, Ms McMillan walked inside the class alongside an older male teacher whose face was as stoic as that of Ms McMillan's. "Students, this is professor Merlinia and he will be assisting with the supervision of the tests today" She announced and gestured for the teacher to come forward. "I hope we can work together with ease?" The venerable wizard, Professor Merlinia, with a long flowing beard, stood at the front, ready to administer the examination. Ms McMillan stood at the farthest end of the classroom staring at us with hawk's eye. She made to poke her eyes with two of her fingers and pointing at us as if to send a warning message to us that she has her eyes on us.

The dedication that she has shown to her studies is quite comendable. As class is finishing up, I stand up to make an announcement to everyone. All of the witches in the class sit down and focus their attention solely on me as soon as I stand up. The witch teaching the class is Circe who is also telekinetic. She gives me a small wave towards the center of the room so that I can tell them all the news.

Napatawa ako, "Don't speak when your mouth's full, Xie." Ngumiti lang ito na may laman pa ang bunganga. -- "I am Prof Geneoveiv. Your instructor in 'Spells and Potion' subject. " She greeted us as soon as she entered the room. "Just in case you do not know, I'm a witch, not like you na ipinanganak na may kakayahang kakaiba. I was born a wizard, at kaya kong mag-manifest ng iba't ibang spells, using my guide. I can only do magic with scrolls, unlike you guys na nasa kamay niyo na ang ability."

Well, he knew of mages, not that he had seen any, except her mother’s friends, Brenda and her sister-though they weren’t actually mages, just witches. But he knew of mages from his history teacher, Mr Davens, in high school. During one of the history classes, the teacher whom he had always thought as eccentric, had given an in-depth definition of mages. Derek still had that in his head. Apart from his wolf nature, his memory was quite better than a human's. He could remember and quote word for word, the speech of a teacher or the texts from a book if he was in a good mood. Well, according to the teacher:

asked General Muller as they passed a line of students that seemed to extend to the end of the long hall. “I think I would like to join the Magic Defence classes,” Dorin beamed, “Seb said I can enchant weapons there! “Wonderful!” Gen. Muller exclaimed, making most of the students in line look at their direction. “I’ll apply as lecturer for the Enchanting Weapons class so I can teach you myself!” “Aren’t you handling enough classes in the military department?” asks Professor Althea. “I haven’t finalized my schedule yet, so I can still drop some of the classes.” the General said with a smug smile. “I wouldn’t pass a chance to teach Dorin again!”

"Never seen a warlock before?" With that, Dea summarised the warlock was mean-spirited. But telling that to the witches would do nothing to douse their interest. He dropped his tablets on the oak desk before the class. "The name's Julius and I'm your curses teacher." He proceeded, without further ado, to teach at length about; hexes, bindings, jinxes and terms related to curses. The girls wore dazed looks on their faces, an explanation of jinxes seemed to be an invitation to stare at his lips and droll like ninnies.

They have hidden it somewhere. Junnie replied-" Professor Hyle also asked us not to talk about the wand anymore" I said-" they are hiding something from me. I need to find out." Professor Mecoy noticed me talking with my friends and she asked in a strict tone-" Miss Macduff? Do we have a problem here?" I replied looking at her with my guilty eyes-" No, professor" I looked down. She replied-" Then we should focus on the spells rather than talking in the class right?"