"The most dangerous people in any story are the ones the author forgot about."
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Professor Delacroix's classroom was less a room and more a living theorem.
Desks floated. Glowing formulae drifted through the air like schools of luminous fish. She moved through it all like a conductor, her metallic silver hair drifting as if underwater.
"Mana resonance," she began. Her voice was melodic, carried easily through the space. "This is not merely the interaction between magical fields. It's a dialogue between fundamental forces of reality. Equations that govern how disparate sources of magical energy communicate across the metaphysical plane."
She turned, violet eyes sweeping the class.
"Can anyone hypothesize what variables determine the frequency of this exchange? What mathematical constants must be considered when calculating why certain magics harmonize while others create catastrophic interference?"
Silence.
