He thought for a moment, then asked, "What about the Headmistress?" Professor Sylph could not help showing a helpless expression. "You know how she is."
"Fine, she has it rough too." Professor Kazel shrugged. "I'll go inspect the Golems now. How dangerous is this situation?"
Professor Sylph adopted a thoughtful expression. "Before Medea took up her post, she made a prophecy about this semester. I know you don't believe in prophecies, but sometimes they really are useful."
Professor Kazel habitually flicked his wand and said, "You're wrong. It's not that I don't believe in prophecies. It's that what prophets call prophecies are merely predetermined paths of future development. From the moment they make a prophecy, the future they see has already become the future of the past. Sometimes, such prophecies can be misleading instead."
Professor Sylph said, "But you can't deny that they still have some reference value."
Professor Kazel said, "They only breed dependence."
Professor Sylph said, "As long as one is cautious enough."
Professor Kazel said, "The moment you start believing in prophecies, your caution has already been clouded."
Professor Sylph:
Professor Kazel said, "So, aren't you going to tell me Medea's prophecy?"
Professor Sylph:
Professor Kazel shrugged. "You can't deny that it has some reference value."
Professor Sylph could not help covering her forehead. "Fine, Kazel. You should know that Medea never readily reveals the full picture of her prophecies. She only told me that the children would not be harmed, and that the Hero's sword would pierce the black mist!"
Professor Kazel was actually highly capable when it came to getting things done.
It was just that sometimes, he was not particularly willing to act.
Before the lunch break ended, he had already extracted last night's information from the Golems.
Skipping over the chaos caused by