Magic Journey from Hogwarts

With the end of the Easter holiday, a notice was sent to the prefect Aaron by Professor Snape.

According to the Slytherin Headmaster, he posted the notice on the bulletin board in the Slytherin common room so that all Slytherins could see it.

Career Guidance

In the first week of the summer semester, all fifth-grade students must have an interview with the dean about future employment issues. The interview time for each student is shown in the table below

Draco glanced at the notice, a look of contempt and amusement flashed in his eyes.

Employment?But a rich second generation like him still needs employment. Isn't it purely wronging oneself to find a job?

"Aaron, what do you think?"

"There are a total of twelve compulsory courses and elective courses. It shouldn't be a problem to get excellent in all of them." Aaron said confidently. Although he hardly took the arithmetic and divination courses, all the relevant textbooks are in his In his mind, he has no problem with mastering this knowledge, let alone theory, even in practice.

Draco looked strange, "I'm asking about employment guidance."

"The better the grades, the more certificates you get, the easier it is to find a job."

"Are you really planning to find a job?" Draco asked in surprise, "With our family conditions, if you inherit the property, you can just lie down and win!"

Hearing this, Aaron laughed dumbfounded.

"It is true to say so, but if you inherit the family property without knowing anything, you will only be a prodigal son. Although it is easy to rest on your laurels, it is too boring.

It is peace of mind to enjoy the wealth that one has worked hard for.

Besides, I don't want to inherit the family business so early. I don't know how much the Gaius family's property is. It's too tiring to manage. "

Draco blinked blankly, "I may not have your awareness."

"That's normal." Aaron said with emotion, "Uncle Lucius probably made arrangements for you. After graduation, he will take you to familiarize yourself with the operation mode of the Malfoy family, and use the wealth accumulated over hundreds of years to create a bigger one." value.

But the Gaius family's attitude towards the heir is basically just two words: stocking.

The family business must be inherited, but I have more autonomy. "

Draco nodded half understanding, "Then what career do you want to pursue in the future?"

"Therapist, pharmacist, fortune-teller, photographer, Ministry of Magic, etc. I am confident that I am competent." Aaron said after pondering for a moment, "But if there is no accident, I should be a teacher. I consciously There is still a lot of experience in this area.”

"At Hogwarts?"

"That's right, this school is not very important to me." Aaron said seriously, Hogwarts, a place of geomantic omen, cannot be given up anyway, and he might become the god of magic after decades of mixing.

Being a professor is just a stopgap measure, and when he has enough qualifications, he will be the new headmaster of Hogwarts.

"I thought you'd be in business?"

"The small shop in Diagon Alley is just to earn some pocket money, otherwise it wouldn't be a drink shop after several years of operation.

To be honest, with my cooking skills, turning it into a restaurant can increase the income by at least ten times. "

Draco:  …

......

Aaron's employment guidance was arranged on Monday, and he followed Professor Snape to his office after lunch.

Looking at the dim wall and the dense glass jars and stuffed animals placed along the wall, Aaron couldn't help but smacked his lips, "Professor, I really didn't mean you.

It was like this when I first came to the office and it's still like that after a few years, can't you make it a little bit more sunny? "

"Be serious." Professor Snape sat down, "This is your employment guide."

Aaron shrugged, moved himself a chair, and took a bottle of juice from Abe's pocket, "Professor, would you like some?

I have whiskey, brandy, vodka, rum, ice wine and all kinds of fruit wine here, in short, everything that one expects to find. "

"I want you to be serious." Professor Snape said in a deep voice, and then looked at Abe. "For your studies, I think it is necessary for me to confiscate all your drinks."

"I have no problem, as long as you can."

Roar!

Abbe roared at the holy dragon, and the crimson flame loomed in its mouth.

"I was just joking." Professor Snape said sarcastically, acting very sincerely.

He didn't think he couldn't beat Abe, but this was his territory after all, and all the potions and materials were his personal belongings, and he would suffer the loss if the bottles and jars were broken.

That is to say, his impression of Abe is still a few years ago. If he knows that Abe can change more than ten meters now, he wonders if he still has the confidence to think so.

Aaron patted Abe's faucet, and it restrained the dragon's power immediately, and lay obediently in Aaron's arms.

"Professor, you can continue."

"I know that with your family background, you won't worry about work, but I still want to know your thoughts on employment, so as to help you decide which subjects you should study in sixth and seventh grade."

"Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts." Aaron said without thinking.

Professor Snape was taken aback for a moment, and then the corner of his mouth curled up, "To be honest, I'm a little surprised. I've always wanted to apply for this position, but Dumbledore never agreed."

"Maybe he is worried that you won't be able to handle that position."

"What a joke." Professor Snape said disdainfully, "My research on black arts is definitely better than all your previous professors."

"Including Quirrell?" Aaron asked with taste.

Professor Snape's expression froze. He understood that Aaron was not referring to Quirrell, but Voldemort possessing Quirrell, but no matter how confident he was, he would not be so stupid as to compete with the Dark Lord in black magic.

"Ahem, Quirrell is an exception."

Aaron smiled without saying a word, Snape read the strong ridicule from his smile, and immediately looked serious, "Are you entertaining me? Or do you also think I am not qualified to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts? "

"Of course not, Professor, you may have misunderstood what I meant, what I said was that Dumbledore might be worried that you would not be able to handle the curse of that position.

No one has been in that position for a full year since I was in school. "

"That's because they are not capable enough." Professor Snape said disapprovingly.

"I'm still somewhat confident in my abilities." Aaron smiled shyly, "I'll be a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts after graduation."

Professor Snape:  …

"I personally think you are more suitable for a Potions professor.

After I become a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, the position of professor of Potions will be vacant, and I can be your sponsor at that time. "

"This... is not impossible."

Professor Snape was very satisfied with Aaron's attitude, "If you want to be a class professor, you don't need too many certificates, but you must fully understand the subject you want to teach, and it is best to prove your ability."

"Is it that easy?" Aaron asked in amazement, Hogwarts seemed to have lower requirements for professors than he thought.

"Otherwise, why do you think Hagrid can teach Care of Fantastic Beasts?

Dumbledore's preference is one thing, but he really doesn't have a general understanding of magical animals. "Professor Snape said, "Of course, the more certificates the better, so that even if there are competitors, you will have a sufficient advantage." "

"Understood." Aaron nodded thoughtfully, "I still have enough confidence in the exam. It shouldn't be a problem to get all the twelve certificates with an o evaluation."

"I don't really doubt that."

"Thank you, professor, then I'll go back first."

"Wait," Snape said suddenly, "One more thing."

"You say."

Snape was silent for a few seconds before he opened his mouth in embarrassment: "After the Christmas break, Dumbledore asked me to teach Harry Potter Occlumency..."

"I know this, Abe told me." Aaron stroked the holy dragon in his arms, "Wait, professor, don't tell me that Harry is still stubborn and has not given in!"

"Hmph! I thought he would have the cheek to come and beg me, but I didn't expect him to have a little bit of self-respect."

"So what's the conflict between you two?" Aaron asked curiously.

"none of your business."

"Okay! Anyway, I don't bother to care about it."

"No, you have to take care of it." Professor Snape said hesitantly, "You should also know Occlumency, teach Potter for me."

"I won't go." Aaron refused bluntly, "I'm not free, so why should I teach him?"

"Just do me a favor."

"That doesn't work." Aaron was unmoved, "Professor, I respect you very much, and I will try my best to help you with your affairs.

But this is obviously not your business, I have no obligation to help Harry Potter.

Also, IMHO, teaching him does me no good. "

call!

Snape took a deep breath, "Slytherin interests come first, tell me! How much?"

"This..." Aaron pretended to hesitate, then looked at the various glass bottles in the office and swallowed, "It depends on how much professor you have?"

"Veritaserum, Emotional Potion, Tranquilizer, Blood Tonic, Love Potion, Love Potion, Beauty Potion, Water of Life and Death, Strengthening Potion, Intellectual Potion, Hair Growth Potion..."

Professor Snape uttered more than twenty kinds of potions before gnashing his teeth and stopped, "Is that enough?"

Aaron shook his head slightly, then raised two fingers, "Two times more."

"Why don't you grab it?"

"It's so fast!" Aaron said shyly, "Actually, I can also make these potions, but it's a waste of time. I hope you have ready-made potions here."

"What do you want so much for?" Snape asked suspiciously.

"Put it on the shelf, not for anything else, but purely for my pleasure."

"In a good mood?" Snape froze for a moment, then sneered, "Mr. Gaius, you have the potential to be a robber!"

"Just kidding, just kidding.

I want these potions just for a rainy day, if you don't use them now, it doesn't mean you won't use them in the future.

But professor, don't worry, I won't take advantage of you, I will treat these potions as if I bought them from you, and I will give you enough Galleons according to the market price. "

Hearing this, Professor Snape's face softened a little, "You still know how to respect teachers."

"However, I have spent a lot of money recently. I can only pay part of it. I'm afraid I will have to pay the rest."

Snape looked at him suspiciously, "Are you still short of money?"

"Nonsense, all I give you is money I earned myself, and I won't take the money my family gave me lightly."

Professor Snape nodded slightly, reluctantly agreeing to this statement.

Then he took dozens of glass bottles of different colors and sizes from a row of shelves along the wall, and put them all on the desk.

Aaron checked them one by one and packed them into a box.

"There is no problem with the goods, give me the money!"

Abei opened his pocket reluctantly, and then flew into the air, leaving a stack of Galleons on the desk.

"There's only so much." Abe said aggrievedly.

"Visual estimation is still more than 200 short. I'm at a disadvantage, and you count as [-]." Snape said lightly, inexplicably feeling a lot better.

Aaron didn't expect that he would become a debt one day, so he took a hundred of the gold coins out of the pile and stuffed them into Abe's pocket, "It's better to pack a little, or you won't feel safe."

"It's almost three hundred now."

"Don't be so fussy, I will replenish you when you come back from vacation."

Snape rolled his eyes, if you hadn't settled the score first, I wouldn't be so worthless.

"Speaking of which, Professor, you are really good enough to Harry Potter." Aaron looked at him with a half-smile, "It means that I am more kind, and you would definitely bleed if you were someone else."

"Get out."

"okay!"

Because career guidance took a lot of time, Aaron perfectly missed the divination class in the afternoon, and simply went directly to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

Umbridge wasn't in a very good mood today. Her face was almost swollen, but she was still wrapped in a scarf, which made her look particularly awkward.

Umbridge's teaching methods have not changed at all. He still distributes a book of Defense Against the Dark Arts theory for everyone to learn by themselves, but he casts angry glances at Harry from time to time.

Aaron turned the textbook into a cushion, put Abe on it, and began to practice the ultimate elemental magic circle.

He is now only half a step away from achieving instant casting. As long as he works hard, he can do it before the holiday, and then he will have an extra hole card.

In class, Harry was staring at the textbook absent-mindedly, his eyes were blank, and Hermione kept whispering something beside him, looking very worried.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Hermione looked more and more distressed, obviously not convincing Harry.

At this time, there was a violent sound outside, and screams and shouts echoed on the fourth floor.

Umbridge ran up the stairs in the direction of the sound on his short legs. The students who had just left the classroom were all nervously staring at the ceiling above their heads, for fear that it would fall down anytime.

Only Harry put his schoolbag on his back and ran in the completely opposite direction.

"What did he do?" Aaron asked curiously, "It seems to have been premeditated, with a strong purpose.

And someone was covering him, George and Fred? "

"Can you analyze this?" Ron asked in disbelief.

Aaron rolled his eyes, and pointed at the students who were moving towards the east side of the tower in unison, "This still needs analysis? He's so obvious."