Chapter 1

"That's Professor Darkell."

From the gigantic window, teachers could easily watch their future students entering their beloved school, Alphea, while talking about their new time tables, others trying to recognize their old pupils in the crowd.

A little group was standing on the side, there was a young man clad in black tight pants and a white shirt, a tie hanging loosely around his neck. His pale skin contrasted completely with his jet black messy short hair and his hazel eyes, he and his friend, an elf with long brown hair hiding long pointy ears and wearing mostly green were listening politely to a nostalgic gray haired woman.

"It's been so many years since I was one of them, yet it feels like yesterday…"

However they were unknowingly blocking the view of a short legged man with an enormous green hat on his head. He was jumping in the air, calling them hoping that they would nicely move to the side.

"Professors! Excuse me! I can't see a thing..."

But unfortunately his pleas were not heard. Suddenly he had the idea of transforming into a little rodent, he skipped and landed on the shoulder of the lady. However he had just enough time to jump on the elf before watching the woman faint from the shock. Thankfully she was caught in extremis by the young dark haired teacher.

"Oh, professor Wizgiz, you should be a little more cautious while using your transformation magic!" The elf said to the small rabbit perched on his shoulder.

"Or just don't transform at all." The pale teacher mumbled and rolled his eyes in annoyance while trying to wake up the woman in his arms.

The door on their left was suddenly opened by a beaming Mrs. Faragonda, Alfea's kind and loved director. But her smile quickly vanished at the sight of one of her subordinates knocked out.

"Mr. Wizgiz, Mr. Palladium, Mr. Darkell… what happened to Mrs. Rosalyn?"

At these words, they all looked like a deer caught in the head lights of a car. And Faragonda predicted that her two oldest but most immature teachers and the youngest professor in the school were going to be a trio hard to handle. She looked at them one by one, noticing simultaneously that Professor Rosalyn looked completely fine.

"Never mind, just lay her down on the couch, and let us go meet our new student. They are waiting for us down stairs" She said with an exasperated sigh.

While that was happening, those exact same students were listening to Mrs. Griselda's traditional start of the year speech. Well, actually not all of the students' focus was on her. A few of them were listening to a pretty blond girl briefing her fiery red headed friend on Alfea.

" And there goes Mrs. Griselda with her annoying speech. You know, she does this every year. She probably hates every student that enters these gates."

" Stella, you are exaggerating, she wouldn't be working here if she hated all her students." Her friend replied while checking if the strict woman herself could hear them.

"You're maybe right Bloom, but still, I know she at least hates me."

Bloom chuckled at her friends irritation.

" Well, you did blow up the potion lab..." She joked.

" It was an accident!" The blond tried to defend herself.

" Don't worry, I was just messing with you." Bloom said between laughs. Her blond friend chose to just move on another topic. She rambled on the ups and downs of the school, including the teachers:

" Anyway our other teachers are pretty cool. Professor Wizgiz's classes are never boring, and potions with professor Paladium are pretty much hour long recesses. And more importantly this year we have Professor Darkell!" At her last words, Stella jumped in the air in joy, beaming.

Bloom really hoped that Mrs. Griselda hadn't noticed, when she saw the woman on the other side of the courtyard, scolding a girl because of her really short shorts, she asked curiously:

" Who's Mister Darkell?"

" He's Alfea's history teacher. I never had him in class before because until this year he only taught to the second and third year. But I heard that his lessons are really interesting and most importantly he's..."

Unfortunately she was interrupted by the arrival of a group of teachers led by Mrs. Faragonda wearing a welcoming smile on her lips.

" Welcome to Alfea, the best fairy school of Magix." She said proudly to the girls.

"Also the only one." Added a male voice. It was coming from behind the principal. And when the owner finally showed himself, most of the girls' attention was on him.

They were all staring at his smile and fit figure. His colleagues were rolling their eyes in the back ground, knowing that their co-worker was completely aware of his effect on the girls and used it quite often to gain the favors and love of his student.

Stella just had time to whisper to Bloom. "That's Professor Darkell." Before they were led in by Mrs. Faragonda.

For most of them it was a new year and for some just the beginning.