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The Azuin university: Professor’s exam
Darine Zoyar
Every girl has fallen in love with a professor at least once in her life.Not every professor pays attention to such a girl.But what if he becomes the prime suspect in the most brazen theft of the century?What if your own career at a magical university depends on his reputation?Finding the true thief and the artifact is not an easy task, and if just looking at the irritating scientist makes your knees weak, then doubly so.And will the professor pass the exam that fate has set before him?
The Azuin university: Professor’s exam
Darine Zoyar
Cover designer Marina Chemakina
© Darine Zoyar, 2024
© Marina Chemakina, cover design, 2024
ISBN 978-5-0064-2583-5
Created with Ridero smart publishing system
Professor’s exam
Prologue
Footsteps were heard in the gallery outside the door, and the heart stopped for a moment. The fear of being caught right at the scene of the crime responded with a tingling sensation in the spine and a whole horde of goosebumps on the back. Now, in the next moment, the round brass knob will turn and…
No, it’s gone… Whoever it was, he passed by, glory to the Dark One!
Wait a few more seconds and you’re ready to get down to business.
A tiny light flashed on the fingertips, illuminating a piece of the surrounding space. It’s hard to see, of course, but the Guards can react to something more serious. If they’re on display here at all. Meadowill was an old asshole, he could have lied.
Never mind, step by step…
Over there, in that corner, in the center of the map…
Closer… And a little more…
There is so much rubbish here: not the office of the vice-rector, but some kind of warehouse! You’ll catch something, you’ll knock it down… Everybody will run in at once.
A speck of light danced on the wall. The hand went higher, almost touching Lake Sol, so realistically depicted on the oak panel. Yes! It is here!
A small voice began to weave incantations, their ornate, sparkling paths following the movements of fingers over the glass waves.
After a few minutes, which seemed like hours, as usual, a shimmering greenish spot began to loom beneath the blue surface. With each word spoken, it took on a more pronounced form, and soon it lit up in an even pattern of tangled spirals and angles. The Stamp of Rennes! Here it is! So, it’s all true…
The heart skipped a beat.
The last sentence slipped from the lips almost inaudibly.
The Stamp flickered and went out, leaving a black hole the width of a fist in its place.
Damn it, what if there’s a guard inside?!
The palms were sweating, but there was no time for fear.
The hand quickly sank into the hole and immediately came back. The fingers gripped the small figure tightly, its sharp curves ready to cut through the skin.
However, the pain didn’t matter.
Got it…
Chapter 1
The second semester at Azuin-up-Farinech promised to be hot.
Yes, I knew very well that it was already the first month of winter, but for some reason I was sure that I would not notice the cold.
Hah! For some reason… We know why. More precisely, from whom…
Erchin Mavinus is our new professor of monstrology.
Cold, arrogant, snarky ass…
Yes… ass… His ass is what you need…
Here we go again!
I shook my head, pushing away the obsessive thoughts about the professor’s figure.
And why is the world so unfair?! Why couldn’t this guy be a lousy old man or a nice aunt like Ginnessa?
He walks around the faculty, smiling. The girls are just admired him. I wouldn’t be surprised if some guys are too…
I remembered our first meeting. It was impossible to imagine that it would have turned out worse than it actually was three months ago.
***
The noise outside the door caught my attention, and I went out to see who was making a mess on the first day of the school year. Jerry, the devil would have taken him away. Jerry missed the swinech again.
And, of course, who did this drooling and slime monster rush to? Naturally, to the owner of the chotta. To me, that is. What is it that attracts so many different animals to each other that even the smell makes them lose their heads? Who would have known? But the result is always the same.
With a screech and an excited grunt, the swinech flew straight at me, knocking down the gaping students.
I pressed myself against the wall, bracing myself for the inevitable. I was saved from the miserable fate of being licked from head to toe by someone’s brief call. The beast stopped dead in its tracks, just half a meter from my knees. It snorted and twitched loudly, looking annoyed, but it didn’t move.
Looking up from the blunt-eared gray muzzle staring at me, I finally got a look at my savior. My mouth parted, but I couldn’t get a sound out and just stared silently at the man approaching.
Saint Ignalia! I think I have a fever… overheated by the fireplace, no less…
Gray, no, silvery eyes under the whimsically curved arches of the eyebrows looked straight into the soul… And, I wouldn’t be surprised, they saw all my thoughts… very, very dirty thoughts, so that their…
His blue-black hair, styled in a smooth wave, and day-old stubble framed his chin and cheekbones. Broad shoulders, slim waist and endless legs. A well-tailored gray suit is also a rare phenomenon within the walls of our university. In general, I think I was not the only one whose mouth watered.
Speaking of drooling…
The handsome man held out his hand to me and said:
«Erchin Mavinus.»
…He took a step, slipped and fell under my feet, burying his face straight… right to me… In general, lower than the abdomen… ahem…
At the same moment, he abruptly pulled away and jumped up, leaving me with trembling knees and wet panties.
His convulsive apologies, as well as the laughter of those around us, I remember very vaguely. At that moment, all I could see was his head between my legs. Damn, this is something I’ll never forget.
To make a long story short, Jerry’s beast had a puddle of drool all around him. A puddle, leather boots, marble… Well, that’s how it happened. There’s nothing to blame my savior for. Except for my sexual dissatisfaction, yes.
It’s time to ban the keeping of swinechs as pets.
***
Yes, he apologized then. But it turned out that this was an exception to his usual behavior.
After that, he became a real headache with all his self-confidence and «I know how to do best».
However, despite his constant nitpicking and acrimony, condescending treatment of one and all, the university fell in love with him immediately.
Monster science has been chosen by many, but it has never been so popular. The auditoriums were now packed to the brim.
No, we have to give Mavinus his due: he was a genius in his field, and he delivered the material quite well. But he infuriated with his stardom nobly.
And also, by the fact that he paid almost no attention to me. Apart from my mistakes, he never missed an opportunity to poke fun at me.
Of course, I snapped, but let’s be honest, not too much. In fact, half of his remarks turned out to be quite relevant. And what are the remarks compared to the images that filled my mind every time we met. Very sinful images.
In itself, such enthusiasm for the professor did not bode well.
To make matters worse, I was a teacher just like him.
And even worse, I was his boss.
***
So, I’m Zulina Chimer, Dean of the Faculty of zoo-botany at the Azuin University of Magic. I’m twenty-eight, and a lot of people think I got this job at what they say was because of my great tits and cornflower-blue eyes. For some reason, everyone prefers to forget my almost decade-long contribution to the greenhouse cultivation of agmarats and «dragonbone». The fact that teleportation no longer turns the traveler inside out, and therefore has become very common, in fact, opening the borders, is also my merit. What would they do if the agmarats continued to be found only in the farthest thickets, eh? I deserve this place, period.
But what I didn’t deserve was frustrated nerves because of some guy, even if he was so amazing.
I turned the page of the log, made a few notes, compared the entries with the data entered into the system. The graph on the screen floating in the air above the table rose gently upwards. Not too intense, but at least no slumps. This means that our chances for the requested increase in the funding of the faculty have strengthened.
I needed at least a fifteen percent increase in the budget to launch the botanical garden project. The one that the university had now did not stand up to criticism: for example, it was more of a park for walking than a field for science. If we had annexed and cultivated the whole of Meadow, built greenhouses, put the existing collections in order, we could have competed with the Bergar Royal Garden in seven or ten years. I visited that reserve last year… No, "visited " – is too inaccurate a word… I admired, envied terribly, thought of chaining myself in a grove of Murney oaks in the center of the park…
We needed that money.
And some of them, by the way, I intended to earn by inviting Erchin Mavinus to join us. His arrival was supposed to attract new students to our faculty, as well as external listeners. For a fee, of course. And attendance is advertising, popularity. Rector Tahoni adored fame. Sometimes he went too far with this business, but when I look at his management as a whole, the university has gained a lot, and the town has also come to life.
In general, fame is a useful thing, and Erchin uses it to the fullest. As a result, not a day goes by that I don’t see him or hear about him.
So, what do you tell a girl with a vibrant libido to do in such a situation, who hasn’t had even the worst relationship for almost a year?!
Adiree suggests that we go to the Dark World, pick up an incubus. Young and inexperienced, so that you can get rid of him without any problems. Or she laughs and says that I can’t waste time on trifles and approach Saul himself, because he has had his eye on me for a long time. Really? Only the sex demon was that I miss, hah! And about Saul… he and I are friends, if we look for a definition of this, and nothing more. He’s an interesting man, in his own way. It’s only Sunny who flinches at the mention of him, as if the guy is the quintessence of evil. Well, not an angel, but not that scary. But in bed… No, no, no. I’m not suicidal.
However, the one I dream of is no safer.
Erchin is a monster tamer. Everyone knows him as such person. But for some reason, it seems to me, the main monster is hiding inside him. So why don’t I mind feeling his claws on my neck?
Maybe Adiree isn’t so wrong. We should get out as girls, have a party. There seems to be no shortage of men in the world.
There was a loud knock on the door, and it swung open before I could say a word.
«How’s my beloved dean?»
Well, of course, who else could break in so unceremoniously.
«Hello, Professor Mavinus,» I muttered, trying to sound a little friendly. «Both I and the faculty are fine, thank you for your interest.»
He grinned and, without waiting for an invitation, sat down in the chair across from me, unbuttoning his dark blue striped jacket and stretching out his long legs.
«There’s a conversation, I don’t know if I’ve interfered…»
I sighed: when Erchin looked at me like that – when he looked at me at all – I was ready to find time, no matter what nonsense he came with.
«Go ahead.»
«I have some idea for the project of a botanical garden. As I understand it, this is your brainchild?»
I nodded, but didn’t comment.
«Very well,» he moved closer, resting his elbows on the table separating us, as if to make the conversation more intimate, «I think there is something that needs to be reconsidered in it…»
I didn’t have time to hear what exactly he wanted to fix in my precious project, and I didn’t have time to be outraged by his impudence.
The half-closed door swung open again, hitting the wall, letting in a disheveled, panting Sunny.
Already huge, her eyes were almost popping out of their sockets, her cheeks were burning. To be honest, I’ve never seen her so thrilled. Bewilderment and horror were evident on her pretty face.
«The Emerald Azuin has been stolen!» My friend exclaimed, rushing towards me. «He’s free, Zulina!»
Chapter 2
«Holy God! Sunny!» I jumped up to meet her and hit my hip as I rounded the table, but I barely noticed the pain. «Calm down! You’re going to get sick now,» I wrapped my arms around her, forcing her to stop and catch her breath. «Here, sit down.»
