The clock ticked towards midnight, its rhythmic ticktock echoing through the dimly lit room. Habondia stood in the center, her focus unwavering as she practiced a simple spell. The room was shrouded in darkness, save for a small lantern that floated above her, casting a soft glow on her face.

Ever since she was accepted back into the prestigious school, Habondia had thrown herself into Human Studies, a path of Thaumaturgy focused on healing spells and the dispelling of curses. While she had made progress in her studies, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of inadequacy when it came to healing magic. She could manage a few basic spells to close shallow wounds or enhance scar healing, but when it came to stopping bleeding, it was a different story. The task was physically and mentally taxing, and she still didn't fully comprehend the intricacies of it.

Dispelling curses, on the other hand, was an entirely new territory for Habondia. It was an area of Thaumaturgy she had never ventured into before. The thought of unraveling the threads of a curse and setting someone free from its clutches both intrigued and intimidated her. She knew that dispelling curses required not only a deep understanding of the curse itself but also a mastery of the intricate workings of Aether's manipulation. It was a delicate dance between unraveling the curse's effects and restoring balance to the afflicted.

As she continued her practice, Headmaster Emrys appeared, his presence announced by the creaking of the door. He observed her from the shadows, his eyes filled with pride. The air crackled, as a tangible but faint energy seemed to envelop her.

"How's your practice?" he asked, his voice a low whisper.

Habondia broke her focus as she responded. "I am ready for the next level."

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The headmaster nodded, his gaze never leaving her. "The exercise you've been practicing is more than just a simple spell. It is the foundation for what you truly seek – to release the Maid of the Lake from her eternal ordeal. So, you must first learn how to feel curses."

Habondia nodded. "Certainly."

Her teacher smiled. "Your determination is truly remarkable. Even before Jonna's death, you showed little care for others, let alone someone you have never met."

Habondia's cheerful expression faltered, replaced by a shadow of shame and resentment. She closed her eyes, a frown etching its way onto her face as she struggled to contain her emotions.

"I understand," she muttered, her voice barely above a whisper.

The headmaster's voice softened; his tone filled with understanding. "I know it's painful for you to talk about Jonna, but I needed to mention her."

Habondia nodded, her eyes still closed as she fought back a wave of sorrow. Her smile, once bright, had been replaced by a mask of hidden anguish.

"I have taught you everything you needed," the headmaster continued. "The rest, however, is something you must discover for yourself."

Habondia's eyes flickered open, gratitude shining within them. "Thank you, professor."

The headmaster's voice grew softer, his words filled with wisdom. "If you'll allow me to offer a piece of advice... I suggest delving into the depths of our library. Seek out the book 'Legends of the Lake.' Even though I still think the Maid is but a myth, it could prove to be a valuable resource on your journey."

Habondia bowed her head. "Thank you. I will follow your advice."

As the headmaster faded into the shadows leaving the room, Habondia stood alone, the weight of her task pressing upon her shoulders. The room seemed to come alive with a newfound energy, a chorus of whispers echoing in her ears. She could almost hear the distant sound of water lapping against the shore, a haunting melody that beckoned her to uncover the truth. Her own truth.

With resolve still burning in her heart, Habondia took a step forward, her hand reaching out toward the lantern that floated above her. Its soft light illuminated her path, casting long shadows on the walls as she returned to her chamber.