Professor Mcgonagall Gif Novels & Stories

The least he could do was act like he was sorry but he was smiling? “Is he being for real right now? How dare that asshole?” she seethed. I held her hand as we both walked out together. “Ignore him.” I had a lot more on my mind. Like how I would survive college with him as my professor. Could the day get any worse? “Right. I need to get my files. You are getting yours back too right?” she asked scrolling through her phone. My feet halted to a stop. I could feel the blood drain from my face immediately. Macy stopped walking and narrowed her eyes at me.

Goosebumps were crawling all over my skin. I didn't really want to associate with the students at the school so I had no business with whoever was staring at me. I didn't turn to look instead, I focused my gaze on the door as a professor, whom I believed was a Chemistry professor, made his way in. He was a short, rotund man with a saggy belly and premature baldness on his head. He wore round-rimmed glasses that resembled those of Harry Potter. A black briefcase was firmly held in his hand.

Its gaze darted across the crowd below, scanning for the next victim. “Move aside!” a female professor yelled, breaking through the crowd. She dropped to her knees beside the wounded girl, her face blanching in horror as she got a look at the wound. Gildeon had made the mistake of taking his eyes off the goblin. Ghulik dropped—fast, silent—landing behind the professor. His jaws clamped down on her shoulder. The air split with the sound of fabric tearing and flesh ripping. Her scream was raw, throat-shredding. Blood sprayed across the floor and wall, a hot arc of red.

I must be an enigma to him at this point. “It’s just that you yanking my hair with magic reminded me of women fighting. You know, they always go for the hair of their rival first. It was just funny picturing you as an old woman fighting.” Silence first. Then a student who couldn’t hold his laughter let it loose. This caused the gates to be opened; all the students broke out laughing. I could even hear Rachel’s boisterous one. Yet, the professor stared at me, with something akin to anger in his eyes.

Abigail did not give up on Mallory. "I have a friend who owns a comic studio. Tell me if you ever want a job, and I'll introduce them to you." "Sorry, Abigail!" Mallory said as she opened the door. Unexpectedly, a man was standing at the doorway. "M-Mr. Hagrid..." Mallory stepped back in fright. "Ms. Guzman, you look like you saw a ghost." Ron laughed. Mallory did not say a word. 'You're not a ghost; you're worse than that!'

It was like he grew taller over the short time I hadn’t seen him cause I felt he towered over the whole class and not just because we were all seated. “Is it just me or did Professor Deric grow hotter?” These girls had made it to the back of my seat, again. “I know.” the other two girls squealed. I looked back just in time to see GG1 lick her lips seductively at him and winked ludicrously. I died in embarrassment for her because Jared acted like he didn’t notice her. Or maybe he just didn’t see her. “Ouch.” I smirked. She eyed me furiously but she didn’t say anything.

She turned to glare at Khrystyanna when she saw her taking down the notes from the teacher at a fast pace. 'It's not her?' "Face the wall or face the toilet bowl, Ms. Phantomhive?" The professor asked, pissed. She can hear laughter that makes her face turn red. She thought that facing the wall is less humiliating than facing the toilet bowl for hours until the break.

6 XAVIER Cameron laughs over the phone. “Come on, Xavier. You have to admit that you love the fucking attention that those young ladies give you.” I scowl as I pull into my parking space. “Girls. Children. Some of those students are under eighteen. I am far from being a fucking creep, Cam. Besides, those girls all look the same. Nothing but a bunch of fake blondes and fake noses.” “Don't forget the fake tits.” Cameron teases.

“College representative, cheerleading captain and three-time gold winner of the campus hockey tournaments. The management has sent me to help you settle into your new office.” This was the first time I had ever needed to properly introduce myself. My blonde hair and blue eyes had always done the job of drawing attention effortlessly. Once people noticed me, they quickly realized I wasn’t just a pretty face. I wondered what cave this new teacher had crawled out of not to recognize me immediately. “I’m sorry, Camille Crowe, but I do not need any help settling in. You can leave.” It took him a moment to respond, but when he did, his voice was cold and stern, so much so that I glanced around the

“It’s just been a strange day.” “I noticed.” I looked up. “Did Dr. Ford say something to you?” Professor Reed’s tone stayed mild. “Ford says many useless things. I wouldn’t take most of them seriously.” I laughed before I could stop myself. It was not even that funny, but the tension I had carried all day loosened anyway. When the blood orange panna cotta arrived, the old NearU message came back to me. When we meet, I’ll take you there. The tightness in my chest returned.