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Finding a much-needed vampire was not so easy. His office, with its shiny brass sign, was locked. And where does he hide on weekends?

I hope the professor didn't leave the academy and head into town to have a couple of drinks with friends, or, well, dine with an unfortunate townswoman.

Thinking, I walked over to the silent armor in the corner. These were very old, the feather was faded, thick cobwebs twined around the helmet. Perhaps no one has asked for directions here for a very long time.

"Honorable sir," I said slowly, imitating Fiona. “Can you tell me where I can find Professor Valentine?”

The armor was silent for a while, either surprised by the question, or trying to find what they were looking for. With a terrible clang, the rusted spear hit the stone floor, and a thin, shining line snaked into the corridor.

- Thanks! - I threw on the run, following the prompt.

She led me lower and lower, first to the first floor, and then past the utility rooms and the kitchen straight to the