Professor Tom Riddle Novels & Stories

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."

"Good man, don't worry, you are not in any trouble. What can you tell us about a person named 'T. M. Riddle'?" Hagrid blanched at the name. And it was not only him, Dumbledore that was before sulking on an armchair now had his full attention on Erik. "T-Tom Riddle was the student that pointed at me as the person behind the attacks." "So his name is Tom Riddle. What more can you tell us about Mr. Riddle? Please, Hagrid, anything that you can remember can help." While Hagrid was fidgeting, Auror Robards and an Unspeakable were taking notes. Hagrid then talked about what he had known about the man.

The campus bell chimed, and students began trickling into the lecture hall. Hala remained anchored in place like a pale, lifeless statue. Her friend Dima rounded the corner, grabbing her by the wrist mid-stride. "Hala! Why are you standing there like a corpse? Move it before the professor shows up and locks the doors!" Sinking into the tiered seats of the auditorium, Hala practically folded herself in half, using Dima’s back as a human shield. Two minutes later, Professor Yousef strolled in with his signature aura of quiet authority.

Sharon said bursting to tears. Elsa hugged her her tightly. "It's okay Sharon we'll surely find the rest." Elsa said. MEANWHILE .... NEPTUNE LAB .. "Thanks for Accepting my Invitation Doctor Tom." Professor David said shaking Doctor Tom's hand. Professor David was a prominent scientist with the knowledge of Biology, chemistry and even Physics, he had won many award and was known all over the world for his invention. Doctor Tom was a Biologist who worked also in Neptune Lab and was well known for his discoveries too.

“Mr. Cole, Miss Lessie. The Vice Chancellor is expecting you.” She gestured toward the double doors. I took a deep breath. “This is it,” I muttered under my breath. Taide pushed the door open, and we stepped inside. Three professors were already seated: Professor Clive from Political Science, Dr. Alara from Media Studies, and of course Professor Dante. My heart nearly stopped at the sight of him. He was sitting calmly beside the others, dressed in his usual black, one leg crossed over the other, hands folded loosely in his lap.

Professor Nathaniel Cross was a middle-aged man with slightly frizzy brown hair streaked with gray, sweater vests, and fancy little leather-bound books he said he used for ‘notes’ as he gave a presentation from them while our professor for the course manned a slide show. He was quirky, he was strange, he was absolutely fantastic, and knew what he was talking about. Was he in the know or was he just an enthusiast though? That was much harder to tell than you'd think when some people were obsessed with the idea of the supernatural. Halloween was more than enough to show that, but still. The professor spoke about things he’d have to have done his research on to get such an accurate conclusion,

We made our way to two empty seats at the back. “Hey,” Liam whispered moving over for us to sit next to him. “Get lost asshole,” Macy retorted before I could say a word in response. She held my hand and made me sit. “What is going on? Why do you look so pale?” she whispered. My gaze never left his. I gulped. “Why is he here? Where is the arts professor?” “Oh, that? Didn’t you get the mail? Professor Brown retired to his hometown. Professor Sebastian got transferred as his replacement. He’s hot isn’t he? That’s the reason why you were so distracted…”

Mom frowned at the elderly man approaching them. "Who are you?" Uncle Donald's expression changed instantly. His eyes widened in shock. "That's Professor Judas Riche, the chancellor of Oldingham University!" Professor Riche didn't spare him a glance. His eyes were locked on the operating room doors. "I'm not just the chancellor," he said. "I'm also the head of the department he applied to." He paused before adding firmly, "And he will be the last student I personally take under my wing."