March 5th: Prof Whitefield

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The man looked up from his desk and noticed a woman standing there.

"Hello... Miss-" The man started but the woman rose her hand up.

"It's actually Professor, sir." She spoke with a stern voice. Her face didn't shown any sign of wrinkles of whatsoever, the man noted.

"Right... professor... what's your name?" The man asked kindly, hoping the sternness in her voice would go away.


The woman snorted a bit. "Professor Amanda Whitefield is the name. I'm not unique but I do know a thing about magic or two." She spoke, again with the sternness.

The man was taken aback when he heard her answer. "Such a normal name." He mumbled under his breath but he knew that was a mistake.

"You, Mr. Cocky, should be careful what you say." Prof Whitefield angered by his mumbled remark.

"Actually... it's not." The man stated.

"It's not what?" She asked as her face seemed to be getting red with anger.

"My name is not Mr. Cocky... it's actually Mr. Orin Jecomine." He answered and noticed her face soften slowly.

"Oh... so you are him." She mumbled under her breath.

"I'm guessing you heard the rumors about me... the wizard who lost his powers over something stupid." He wanted to clear it up but it was true...

"So it did happened." Prof Whitefield nodded and soon she was walking away.

"Wait... where are you going... didn't you need anything?" Mr. Orin asked her back.

She turned slightly and looked at him. "I'm here to get your powers back."

And with that note, she took off through the doors and left Mr. Orin looking dumbfounded by her answer... what a strange woman, he had thought.

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