Chapter Forty-Two
"You must be joking," Cross said as he held up the uncomfortable looking clothes that Servilia had supplied him. Stiff, starched collars and a very constricting looking necktie were among his chief concerns. "What the hell is this?" "The Academy, due to a sudden change in the magical landscape of our world, is in desperate need of a professor with actual magical ability or experience. Luckily for them, I knew of a genuine Seer who is also an accredited professor. Quite a rarity, wouldn't you say?" "You want me to be a professor?" Cross said with a disbelieving look. "And actually teach these girls something about magic? If you'd like, I can give you a fortune telling right now and tell you that isn't going to go well." "I am quite aware of the fact that you have a sufficient enough unde
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