Harley's expression wasn't too bad, though it had grown somewhat grave.
Illusions really were troublesome. Pathways that excelled at illusions, such as the Spectator Pathway and the Seer Pathway, were incredibly difficult to deal with.
Professor Lockhart was also exceptionally cautious. Apart from the first time he touched the Spider Silk, he never came close to Harley.
That meant Harley's newly recovered "Disease" ability couldn't envelop him. After all, the range of her Disease ability wasn't very large yet.
Although the Judgment Glove's ability could cover a wide area, when a lawbreaker was too far from the glove, it could only inflict punishments like whipping and pinpricks—nothing more than minor discomfort.
Making a distant enemy accumulate enough crimes to warrant the punishment of death was practically impossible.
What made Harley feel even worse was that this had happened so suddenly that she'd only brought her most precious Magic Mirror and a Life-Substitution Wand.
Harley hadn't brought along many special ritual materials, so she couldn't perform quite a few rituals designed to counter illusions.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have been so passive.
But that didn't mean Harley was completely out of options.
"Professor, if you're so powerful, why did you pretend to be so useless in class?" Harley suddenly asked in a soft voice.
"Oh, you mean in class?" Professor Lockhart didn't seem to care whether Harley was trying to stall for time. He shook his head as he replied,
"In my first lesson, I wanted to show off my abilities. But then I suddenly remembered that illusions and all those other kinds of magic that target the mind and memory are my trump cards.
"If I let you learn them, what would I have left to make a living with? I'm not a good teacher, and I'm certainly not a generous