With Professor Kazel absent, they could only rely on Sister Callian to collaborate with Professor Steven Harvey on the research.
In any case, they would first hear Professor Harvey's diagnosis before discussing anything else.
Yet as they talked, everyone somehow reached a tacit agreement and decided to head together to Professor Steven Harvey's quarters.
Everyone loves gossip...
Dark sighed inwardly. No one wanted to be left out; everyone wanted to know how the situation developed at the first possible moment.
In the end, they simply could not bear to leave!
Of course, there were also people like Ophelia Blood who genuinely cared about Victor's condition.
In any case, they concealed their tracks and soon arrived outside Professor Steven Harvey's quarters.
It was nearly midnight, and the Night Veil was profoundly dark. But for Professor Steven Harvey, this was merely the beginning of his day.
When he opened the door, he was brimming with energy.
Those meeting Professor Steven Harvey for the first time were usually surprised. No one would have imagined that this short, elderly man in pink pajamas and a sleeping cap was the necromancer rumored to toy with corpses and souls.
But Dark was already very familiar with him.
Professor Steven Harvey had always been kind and approachable, with a touch of cuteness to him. Aside from his somewhat lame jokes, he was extremely easy to get along with.
"Dimon, what is it? Hmm, looks like this little one has run into trouble. Oh, isn't this the little Vampire? Why are you here again? And this little one here—oh, a tiny little Vampire!"
Ophelia Blood looked slightly embarrassed and hurriedly said, "Professor Harvey, I'm not a Vampire anymore."
"I know. You're Blood Clan now, right? Not much difference." Professor Harvey waved a hand, his attention already completely drawn