Witchcraft Teacher Novels & Stories

Social status didn't really matter to Lucas, so he didn't look awkward sitting next to Rafaela. Rafaela nodded. "Yes, that's right, prince. That is me. Sorry in advance if I acted rashly. I have no other choice because of seeing you cornered. Let me introduce myself, I am Rafaela Swan. I am a tier two witch and a master at the Andromeda school, a water element witch."

The dedication that she has shown to her studies is quite comendable. As class is finishing up, I stand up to make an announcement to everyone. All of the witches in the class sit down and focus their attention solely on me as soon as I stand up. The witch teaching the class is Circe who is also telekinetic. She gives me a small wave towards the center of the room so that I can tell them all the news.

*(Terjemah : Translation: I can fly to the sky Will never stay Until I passed out from exhaustion Whatever the reason Whatever the reason I need courage now (Gaho - Start)) He did not realize that what he sings now, will come true in the future. In the hidden world. "Sir! Sir! Sir!" "What is wrong?" the voice seemed lazy with a million charms. "Blue cube witch," "Blue cube witch why?" now the person's voice was getting impatient. "The light from the blue cube emits light," Dubak! "What!" now the leader was getting tense, even the handle of the throne crumbled to powder. The fortune teller was suddenly shocked and scared, afraid that his head would fly. "Which cube witch is glowing again!"

“I heard that’s even more difficult than any advanced class at this school.” “I was practicing magic with Xaden earlier and Principal Rapport was watching me,” I told her in a hushed tone. “He was impressed that I was able to do more than one spell at a time.” Her mouth hung open in shock. “Seriously?” She gasped. I could tell she had way more questions for me, but classes started, and we both drowned ourselves in our work. Werewolf History was taught by Professor Santina. She was a young teacher with long black hair with blonde highlights and big blue eyes. She was obviously a werewolf shifter and she even shifted to show us her large black wolf which also had streaks of blonde in its coat

But from the cheery smile on the woman's face she summarised their differences ended with the spectacles. "Good evening class, I'm Patricia, your spell formation teacher," her frail but cheerful voice carried through the room, "the process of forming a spell is called weaving. I believe we all know what a spell is, but most of us here don't know how to go about weaving one; I'll be teaching you how to weave one to perfection." She cleared her throat, "note, only a galdr and a chanting spell can be woven, as for the word spell; it has only to be read and mastered."

And what kind of spell had she cast on me? As I began to approach them, I caught sight of Mr. Daniel, the witch teacher, watching me from across the hallway. His eyes seemed to bore into mine, and I knew I had to tread carefully. I couldn't confront Pearl here, not with him lurking nearby. Our agreement with him was clear: no harming humans. And I knew he wouldn't hesitate to intervene if he thought I was threatening one of his students.

"Witchcraft has many forms. I heard some of you were shaking up at the other campus today. What do you think caused the power surge?" "I don't know, but it felt awful," Gwen pouts. "Like I was being roasted from the inside out." "Yeah, like someone tried to rip my wolf out of me." Sullivan, the werewolf from our last class, smirks my way. I sink in my seat, hoping I can use my magic to become invisible. "Anyone else care to share?" Bergins' baritone voice fills the silence and he sits on the edge of his desk. "No? So what do we know from history? How can we use the past not to make the same mistakes now in the present and further into the future?"

She was very talented, and was surprised oh well she took to this side of the craft. “Alright Sahara, let's get this over with.” I said leading the way up onto the stage. “Thank you Griffin. I will take it from here. Hello everyone, my name is Lucy. Many of you know me from the Coven as Amethyst's daughter. Others know me as Levi and Roman’s mate. But on this stage during this time I am the head instructor for the training against the Chaos Witches. Or for the wolves, the dark witches.” I said taking a deep breath before making eye contact with two steaming men standing right in front of the center of the stage.

THREE WEEKS LATER Three weeks passed since the incident when we were back at our school. Grandma had words with the headmaster to allow us to practice after school. Brad, John, Priam practice the swordfight and the armors from James, one of the best Knights of WitchDom. Professor Mecoy helped us to train the physical arts of Wicca. While professor Judo trained us for the self-defense of the dark arts.

, the sage said and brought out two black stones which was crafted in the shape on an ankh. They made James sit up and placed one stone on each hand, Sarah joined her hands with his and the sage begin to utter some words. It was safe to call him a sage than a wizard. He was raised by his grandmother who was a witch, she made him learn everything about incantations but he never had interest but now he had to do it to help his friend, Ray.