Chapter 104: Choices at Mahoutokoro
Nero leaned back in his chair, staring at Zen, who tapped his fingers impatiently on the wooden desk.
The man had a look of deep resignation, as if he had foreseen this conversation and had already accepted his fate.
"So, which classes do you want to attend?" Zen asked, exasperation creeping into his voice.
"I need to enroll you by the end of next week."
Nero rested his chin on his palm. "Hm... I need to think about it some more. Could you explain in more detail what those classes actually consist of?"
Zen groaned, tilting his head back. "AAAAAAH, I knew it! Damn Dumbledore, he definitely knew you would ask that."
Nero raised an eyebrow. "What does Dumbledore have to do with this?"
"He knew you'd drive me crazy with all your questions." Zen muttered.
"I'm straight to the point, that's my nature.
You, on the other hand, are the type who needs a full essay before making a decision.
I don't have the patience for that. Go bother Mu about this stuff.