They did not have to wait long. 

“May I help you?” A young man with messy brown hair and glasses poked his head out of the door as he opened it.

“Professor Kincaid! Were you friends with Professor Summerset?” Benni queried.

“Why yes I was. It’s a horrible tragedy that she’s missing. She was a truly remarkable person. I hope she’s alright, wherever she is. And that she returns to us soon.” Professor Kincaid adjusted his glasses and gazed at a ring with a silver snowflake that he wore on his left hand.

“Did she ever say anything to you about magic?” Darcy slammed a hand on the professor’s desk as they entered the office.

“Darcy!” Benni reprimanded in a sharp whisper.

“Magic?” Professor Kincaid tripped as he attempted to sit down.

“Yes!” Darcy persisted.

Kincaid attempted to sit in his desk chair once more and landed on the floor as he accidentally sent his chair rolling away. He stretched across the floor grabbed his chair and pulled it back to his desk. The professor picked himself up, using the chair for some rather unsteady support, and brushed his hair out of his face as finally managed to sit down.

“Well, by magic do you mean our mutual love for books? Or studying history? Or maybe you refer to our rather infamous debates on conspiracy theories, those were quite the thing. I’m not sure they could be classed as magic, though. But the younger generations appear to forever assign new meanings to old words, no matter how outlandish.” He queried.

“No, we mean actual magi-” Darcy began.

“Yes! That’s exactly what we mean!” Benni cut Darcy off as quickly as he could, receiving a quick glare from the girl.

“What! I- I don’t know anything about that, not anything at all! You both should be going now. Office hours are ending early today as I have just remembered an appointment I must leave for. Thank you for visiting and have a good day.” With that the nervous man ushered them out of his office before locking the door and leaving.

“Well, that was…” Darcy began.

“He knows something.” Benni cut her off. “But he’s clearly not going to be any help at all. We’re on our own.”

“So, let’s go!” Darcy led the way through the hallways.

“Hang on?!? Where?” Benni hurried behind her.

“Akiyama. We’re going to rescue Professor Summerset.”