Professor Mcgonagall Gif Novels & Stories

I muttered and his brows creased for a second as he looked like he was fighting with himself. “You can't back out once I lose myself.” He said, and I didn't understand what he meant by that, but I forced that haziness out of my head and nodded. Then he descended the stairs slowly until he was right in front of him. Kent, the golden professor of the campus. Everyone wanted him. The most renowned professor even though I've been hearing rumors about him getting terrifying these days. I didn't understand what was going on even as he approached me but I felt my knees weaken as he stared at me.

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.

“Did you think you were Taylor Swift, little girl? Did you think writing too much like her would make me happy? She is already in the business. We don’t need another one.” I lower my head, clenching my fist because I want to shout back so badly. Professor Clarke is a sophisticated woman in her mid-thirties, but she has mood swings like a woman going through menopause. I don’t argue with my professors, but she’s the only one who upsets me to the core. “I understand, professor.” I’m also not the only student going back and forth at her office in the past few weeks, but I’m the last one she hasn’t passed.

professor MacPherson said with a glare. “You are on our nerves, professor. We have never been rude to you, or do you need us to do that?” Logan said. “Logan, I didn’t come for you. Little brat! Charles, did you actually kill the guy I gave you his picture?” professor MacPherson said. “Picture?” Charles said. “Yes, don’t play pranks with me,” professor MacPherson said. “You have given me a lot of pictures, so, I don’t know the one you are talking about,” Charles said innocently.

Belle said, her voice a little too high-pitched as she tried to keep her tone neutral. Cassidy didn’t seem to notice, though, and continued on, "Well, good luck! I’m sure he’ll be nicer than people say." Belle smiled weakly, but inside, she was already dreading that first class. She didn’t know how she would keep it together with Noah standing right in front of her, knowing everything they had shared, everything they still wanted. The time for her first lecture arrived far too quickly. Belle’s nerves twisted in her stomach as she walked into the lecture hall, her heart hammering as she saw the name “Professor Alabaster” neatly printed on the schedule board.

“Don’t let it hit you where the good lord split you.” Noelle and her friend giggled, blushing at his words. For a teacher, he was at least approachable and funny. Some teachers here were total Ben Stein or Professor Binns-level snore fests. “Sorry, Professor. I’m sure you have far more exciting things to do than listen to students talking about clubbing.” I teased. “Mhm. Now, about that door…” Professor McHottie gestured again.

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