Adeline felt that she had always been rather amiable.
Compared to those nominal mentors who were nowhere to be seen except during class, she at least spent most of her free time in the office, aside from occasionally chatting with Mirabelle, who also stayed behind in the office.
As for why she always wore a stern expression, it was purely because she was in a bad mood.
After all these years, she had seen more fools who could not be taught no matter how hard one tried than she had wrinkles on her face.
Magic was such a cold and cruel thing. If you lacked talent, you lacked talent; if you could not learn it, you could not learn it. It could not be forced.
But that did not mean she was stingy with her guidance. If it was a clever student, she wished she could see them every day.
At that moment, she was in a fairly good mood.
She intended to give this brazen little brat before her a chance and see what sort of trick he was planning to pull.
With a slight movement of her fingers, several strands of grizzled hair were severed by invisible blades of magic and drifted toward Ravenwood.
Ravenwood immediately cupped them in both hands.
He closed his eyes, his fingers fluttering as he once again recited that bizarre incantation He Xi had altered.
One second, two seconds...
But as the final syllable fell, the scene he had been expecting did not appear.
"Th-this... what is going on...?"
Ravenwood could not make sense of it no matter how he thought about it. Staring at the few dry white hairs in his palm, he unconsciously muttered, "Could it be... could it be because this hair is too old, and its life essence has