Muggle Studies Teacher Novels & Stories

I stand from the bench and stride towards the entrance hall. I don't know anything about the contest,but one thing I know for sure is Alex is going to stay in the Academy! ******* "Welcome, students. I'm Professor Sheila, your Special Arts Class teacher." A warm smile shapes up her thin red lips. The hall fills up with a chorus of whispers. Everybody has the same question as I do. What does a witch do in a werewolf class? As if sensing the question, Professor Sheila's smile widens and she steps down the high level platform and walks towards us.

I felt like a tiny fish in a vast ocean, but I was determined to find my place. On my first day of classes, I walked into Elemental Magic with a flutter of nerves. The classroom was spacious, with windows that opened to a stunning view of the grounds, and the air crackled with energy. The teacher, a tall woman with flowing hair the color of flames and eyes that shimmered like embers, introduced herself as Professor Pyra.

Again the parts of a song… I’m leaving on a jet plane I don’t know when I will be back again Oh babe I hate you go... Mrs. Hillary, who is included in the ranks of killer teachers, is not only fierce but also famous and sadistic. If Mrs. Anna math teacher is Voldemort. So Mrs. Hillary is Professor Snape in the famous School of Witchcraft and wizardry book series, because of the sadism. When a student is do something wrong, it's over. It happened one day that almost all the kid of 11-7 were expelled from class for not doing homework. The remaining 11-7 residents are only a few people like Alfred and several children who are classified as diligent in doing homework. Smart children are not nece

TESSA “Pure Magic…” Mr. Thompson started off, his voice carrying through the classroom. “In recent years, it has become a norm in medicine. Truly, it has shaped what we are today, especially in the use of potions. It is undeniable that werewolves are equipped with the skills to wield it since our very evolution.” Mr. Thompson was currently teaching Pure Magic in the Modern World, and judging by his tone, he was in love with the subject. His eyes gleamed, his hands moved like a conductor in front of an orchestra. It was obvious this was where his heart was—not in Combat. With Mr. Winters’ departure, he finally had a chance to teach it.

_Aurora’s POV_ The second Professor Volkov dismissed the class, the lecture theatre exploded into chatter. Chairs scraped against the floor as students stood, backpacks were slung over shoulders, and conversations overlapped until it became one loud blur. I stayed exactly where I was, staring at the front of the room as though my body had forgotten how to move. I still couldn’t believe it. Nikolai was a professor. Not just any professor, judging by the way everyone around me was talking.

“Yes, dear. He is as well Magic Knight of the Empire in the Order of the Magic Knights, Magic Duke of Elmbridge in the Chamber of Magic Lords, Member of the Magic Consulate, Director of the Elmbridge School of Magic ... and many more.” “Are you a herb Grower?” "I am a potion maker," replied the professor with the same smile. “I also want to be a potion maker. In no case grower ...” “To be a grower requires as much study and commitment. If you do not know how to grow the howling cucumber, and you do not know when to change its layer of sand, to be similar to that at the bottom of the sea, which is salty and dry and wet at the same time, the cucumber will scream so loud that it will break any

Professor Morsa's face was still quite pale and mentally tired. Professor Morsa is the one who teaches the subject Of Werewolf Magic Analysis. Because they hadn't received new books and modules, Hana, Henry, and Jackson didn't carry any items. Even so, Professor Morsa didn't say a word to them until the end of the session. They don't know how Sir. Powen convinced Professor Morsa, but he hadn't accepted Hana, Henry, and Jackson's presence in the class. The first class at D.Ruck ended in boredom and frustration.

The classes were torture. Primrose kept frowning at me like she was trying to figure out what was going through my head. “What the hell is wrong with her?” Miguel asked at lunchtime. “She is mad at me.” “Why?” “She wants to meet our new teacher at his house,” I whispered to him. “But he is a sorcerer. He doesn’t give me a good feeling.” “What?” he exclaimed. “Is that Cairo? She has been whispering about him, but I thought it was a student.”

came Gabriel, who happened to be writing something. Jake sat next to Matt with Gabriel on the other side as Mrs. Fenway, the music and drama teacher walked in and ordered all students to be quiet. "Now, today we're going to venture into the world of fantasy..." "What is this, Hogwarts?" joked Cole from the middle row as a low clatter of laughter followed. "I'm sure everyone in this hall has come across the word, Dracula," Mrs. Fenway went on. Great, more Halloween nonsense! Jake found himself saying in his head.

Aside from the one on one introduction of each subject teacher, they also left them with something to prepare for tomorrow's lesson. Professor De Belen instructed her student to make sure to prepare their wands and grimoire for they will be doing basic spell casting tomorrow. Many of the new students got excited upon hearing it. Meanwhile, for their Apothecary Class, Professor Eres said that they will be concocting the simplest Potion available which is the "Elixir of Oblivion". The formula in making this draught is written in their potion book that they are supposed to prepare, the "Elementary guides on how you can concoct your first potion". On the other hand, Professor Huges makes them me