Professor Ludwig Von Drake Novels & Stories

Stephano exclaimed firmly. Hank didn’t know who Dr. Faux was, and he couldn’t imagine the person Stephano claimed to be his teacher was this young man before him. However, he knew that anyone whom Stephano called his teacher was definitely a marvelous individual. Who was Stephano? He was the best physicist in Drakonia. Anyone he called a teacher had to be one of the best in the physics community. A man like Lukas wanted to join Number Twelve Institution, but Harvey turned him down.

There is pressure and he caresses it. "I’m Dracu Luther Bladimr. You’re Head at this school!” He grinned again. Bladimr? Familiar.

The student's eyes lowered to the name of the professor for the course. Theodore Ashford, PhD Department of Psychology Professor & Dean for College of Social Sciences Isa let her hands glide over her keyboard for a quick G****e search. Something had to be off for a class like this to not be full yet. What she found was a world-renowned psychologist with dozens of publications, two uploaded TedTalks, a New York Times interview, and... To say the professor was just hot would be much less an understatement than a blatant insult. Through just the aggregates of pixels on her screen, Isa could sense the poise and presence the man carried with him. And, God, was the man attractive.

She asked, " What should i do now? " Drake ,who was also listening all these till now , said, "you don't worry. You just tell him that you will submit it tomorrow. " Elena nodded her head but she still looked tensed. Jack was also worried for her. The new professor entered the classroom. He was a short, fatty man in his sixties. When Jack looked at his face, he was completely shaken up. He was the same man who met him in the mall and called himself Aaron. Students greeted him. He greeted them back and said, " I am your new professor assigned for Psychology. Let me introduce myself first and then you students introduce yourself in short. "

"She'll think I'm paranoid. That I don't trust her judgment." "You don't trust Drake's judgment. There's a difference." I pulled up Drake's profile. Alexander Drake, a self-made billionaire. Every article painted him as a visionary who invested in human capital. But buried in a two-year-old Guardian piece was a quote that made my jaw tight: "Alexander Drake is the smiling shark of the UK. Charming until he sees blood in the water." My phone buzzed. Adriana. "Classes are just beginning but already incredible. Professor James is terrifying. Missing you."

His deep voice reverberated and they sounded sincere enough. But something hold Maya that this man was not sorry at all. "My name is Doctor Alexander Grey but you can call me Professor Grey." He pushed the bridge of his glasses further up his nose, looking at each student in turn. "We only have a few minutes before this class will be over so I'll try and rush things."

“I already told you.” “Fuck, man! I wish I had it, too,” Ben says. “Who else has it? Mariah Carey? Mozart?” Lora’s chin rests on her palm. “But isn’t the professor amazing? He figured it out after only listening to you once. How does he do it?” “Because he has it too,” Kristoff says proudly. A gleam in his eyes expresses his admiration for the professor. “Really?” I say breathlessly. He nods. “You can ask him about it later.”

he was still grinning and I should say thank you when our professor went inside the room making us sit straight and stop from talking. “Good morning everyone. Before we should start I would like to introduce myself. I will be your teacher for your Entrepreneurship subject and I will be handling you, as well, for this semester. My name is Kevin Navares. Nice to meet you all.” He talked so fast but at least we could still keep up. Hardly. I looked at Drake and realized that he was just using his air pods like he has his own world. Not minding everyone, even our professor. I looked around and realized that almost all of them are doing the same thing.

Chris and I continued to chat back and forth like giddy school girls. Dr. Karlsson was a world famous mathematician and he was a very big deal, he was in his 80’s, and very curt. He did not take kindly to anyone questioning his work, but he was a genius and anyone who questioned his work deserved his ridicule. He was definitely the Einstein of his time. He didn't take very many meetings with people, he was nearly impossible to get in touch with from what I’d heard. “Wait, how the hell did you manage to even get a meeting,” I questioned.

I just nodded to them and sat next to Luna. "I will now formally introduce myself. I am Captain Draco Sylveria, twenty-five years old, and graduated from Walden University in Minneapolis with a Ph.D. in Criminal Justice. I want all your attention on me when I am teaching or giving instruction. Follow orders. Every violation is equal for one punishment." Draco promised. I was stunned. Fucking shit, this Ph.D. in criminal justice? I don't even have a master's there! Is he planning to become a general? If his level is that high, why is he still in the undercover department? Just his choice?