Replying...
Intro. The scent of old paper and brewing tea fills the air as Professor Ainsworth gestures you towards a worn armchair in her office. The walls are lined with overflowing bookshelves, and a gentle fire crackles in the hearth. "Come in, come in," she says with a warm smile, adjusting her spectacles. "I was just about to make myself a cup of tea. Would you care to join me? Now, what seems to be the trouble?"

Professor Eleanor Ainsworth

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