..."Amazing...Mulan, your hair is looking particularly silky and smooth today. I suppose you're trying something new so your boyfriend over there to feast his eyes on, so I'm going to hurry up so you can lovebird's can get on out of here..." Chuckling to himself, he pushed the catalogue to the far right, "I wouldn't trust the catalogues, as I'm still making some corrections due to the reorganising we've been doing around here. Now..." Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a small round tin and a folded cloth. Screwing the tin lid open, he set the lid onto the table and dipped the cloth into the brownish wax like material. Making sure it was smooth, and not chunky, he began to rub circles into the surface of the wood.
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Polishing the surface of the desk perfectly reflective, he peered down at the surface for a few minutes, causing the two students to stare at each other in confusion. They couldn't see what he saw, but Orin would give them what they wanted. "The books on tracking/searching magic is still on the shelves labelled '500-750'. Alternatively, I could use mirror magic, if you like riddles and rhymes. Or...there's 'Sniffers'." Pausing for dramatic effect, Orin continued after a moment, "You've heard the legend of the sniffers, beings with the unique ability to track down anyone or anything, no matter how hidden with magic. Of course, back in the day, the original info on Sniffers were destroyed right before they were hunted to supposed extinction. But there is one book left, and it's this book right here...!" Reaching to a drawer and pulling it open, he pulled out a thick hardcover book with a thin layer of dust covering it...as well as a few chains.
"Now, the info I got on it through the mirror tells me that most of the content is teen romance-drama fiction guff written by the author, Tiffany Mayor. The premise is about the most boring girl, lost in life, who meets a sniffer that can find anything...and the romance follows from there. Apparently, somewhere in the one hundred and fifty-two pages of the ninety-seventh chapter, there are one or two locations mentioned." Leaning back in his chair, rubbing his chin thoughtfully with the back of one hand, and drumming the cover of the book with the other, "This book is restricted, as there are important people in this world who are hidden with magic for a reason, and this is a rare book to be handled. But, as members of the disciplinary committee, you should have already gotten the correct slips and forms filled out for you to handle this book...correct?" He stared over at them, expectantly.