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He just watched his cum drip down my thighs. “Clean yourself up in the bathroom down the hall,” he said, tucking himself away. “Then come back here. We’re not finished.” I stood on shaky legs, cum running down my legs, and walked to the door. Before I could open it, he spoke again. “Isla.” I turned. Blackwood smiled coldly. “From now on, when you address me, you call me Headmaster. Or Sir. Understood?” I nodded, throat raw. “Yes, Headmaster.”

Nowo inquired, her breath heavy, curiosity mingling with exhaustion. While she harbored questions about the peculiar magic the headmaster had just demonstrated, her primary concern was understanding the reason behind his decision to halt the battle. "I share the same question," Moha added. "Care to enlighten us?" The headmaster grinned at them, then turned to face the astonished gathering of defenders. With an expansive smile, Alasdair made a resounding announcement, "Everyone, I am pleased to declare to you all the heads of the defenders, Nowo and Moha."

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

I didn't bother hiding the disbelief in my voice. According to Sir Aaron, becoming a headmaster wasn't an easy feat. It meant that one had surpassed the limit of one's powers, exceeded the powers of their teachers and had become one with their magic. He didn't say anything about my skeptical question, and instead chuckled coldly. With a sigh of resolve, he turned around and gave me my space. I released the breath which I had not realized I’d been holding somewhere along the line. My locker was tidied in a minute and I began to make my way towards the first class of the day only to get stopped by a familiar face who intercepted my route.

She gives a nervous smile and her minions nod their heads in unison. The Headmaster smiles. "Very well. You may go now." He says and three of them scurry up the stairs. After they are gone, he looks at me. "Miss Hemsworth? May I have a word with you in my office?" He asks politely. Bloody hell! Did he learn about the broken table? "Yeah, sure." I mumble. I glance at Tessa who is almost fretting with sweat beads on her forehead. "It's alright." I mouth and then walk behind the Headmaster up the stairs.

Lucas stared at him, and the Headmaster slowly looked back. "Never mind. I knew who you are and you're all over the school. I ain't with the news; I started to trust you and your powers." the Headmaster said; he seemed to compose himself now. "Just make sure that you ain't fail with your words, and things will turn out nice for you, Lucas Martin." The door opened and he exited, leaving the room as well as the door opened. Lucas heaved a sigh and he started to feel better. The strange sensation in his chest started to stop sending him signals about danger.

I could see the relief spread through Maeve as she scurried out after paying her respects to him, practically fleeing through the doorway like her life depended on it. "Caden, I thought I made it clear that you needed to be on your best behavior today. Do you want Prince Riven to think we know nothing of etiquette?" Alpha Bastian says in his usual disappointed tone. As my uncle who took over after my parents' death, he was like a legal guardian I never asked for. The man who constantly reminded me I wasn't quite measuring up to whatever standard he'd set in his head. I know the position I was getting as Alpha today would all be ceremonial formality because the one with the true power was sta

“ Young master , young lady , Ayla ! I am so happy to see you . “ said the headmaster . “ That sure is unusual . “ said Ryan with a laugh . Whenever the headteacher looked at them he was very either worried either sad . “ Thanks to you miss Ayla for helping the young master and young lady study harder and getting excellent grades . The dean has promoted me and raised my salary three times more . You are a true blessing to me and my class . I thank you from the bottom of my heart . “ said the headteacher with tears on his eyes . Ayla smiled lightly as the headteacher shake her hand . “ No…..No problem teacher . I am glad I helped you . “ said Ayla with a bit of an an embarrassed smile even th

The headmaster asked seeming awkward as he stood before her. “I am fine. We need to inform his majesty about this. Did one of them survive?” She asked Azeph shook his head. “The one we caught committed suicide,” He said and she nodded. “We need to move the bodies out of here while the other students are sleeping,” The headmaster said, “Go ahead. I give permission to your men to come into my chambers,” She declared. The headmaster bowed before her then. It was the first time he’d seen the man bow to anyone other than the king.

She wiped it harshly, still glaring at her father. Looking down at her, a burning sensation raged in his stomach. He loathed weakness and even more so if it manifested in a Sylvania. “Now, show me the headmaster’s head.” “George first.” He raised one brow. “No. Let’s do it together.” “Alright!” They both raised their hands, a bluish string unknotting from it. Then with a small explosion, followed by a puff of black smoke, the headmaster’s body appeared right in front of Dark and George on Z’s lap. Both were unconscious.