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The Undercover professor made his way down Bleak Street. No classes were in session today, and he was pleased with this. After all, his father wanted a meeting with him. Kalif assumed it was something important or else Asparuh would not travel to New Zealand. The seasons were backward in Bulgaria, and it is Autumn there, where as it is Spring here. Kalif entered the darkest part of the alley, and he waited patiently. If they did not just have their looks in common, then they both had their patience rather short. Even if it was with someone so powerful as Asparuh, Kalif still preferred not to be kept waiting for too long. Kalif flicked out his wand, and narrowed his coal colored eyes in case someone would listen in.