The last day of January happens to be the weekend, and the weather is good today. The bright sunshine at eight or nine o'clock shines on the sparkling lake. The row of willow trees and green lawns on the shore of the lake are full of spring. The figure is swaying in the breeze, and the air is filled with the quiet comfort of time.
On the playground, four college teams wearing uniforms with different styles and colors appeared on the Quidditch pitch at the same time. After some difficult and even fierce negotiations, they each occupied a corner of the pitch and practiced the team's tactics.
However, in order not to reveal the core secrets, except for the solid-eyed Hufflepuff, no one from the other three companies showed their true level for opponents to appreciate.
It took Amosta two days to finally adjust his biological clock. He stood in front of the window. He looked at the vibrant Hogwarts and let the breeze ruffle his soft gray hair. He felt a rare sense of joy.
He made up his mind that in the future, if he encountered any commission that required continuous night shifts, the commission fee would have to be 20% higher than the market price.
While walking in the castle, the little wizards he met along the way all gave him surprised looks, because almost everyone knew that the investigator sent by the school board was a person whose living habits were similar to those of bats and never appeared during the day. , only likes to be active at night.
The chances of seeing him in daylight are lower than the chances of spotting a troll in the castle.
There were only a few late-rising students sitting in the auditorium. At the staff table, three teachers, Flitwick, Sprout and Snape, were sitting together and talking quietly. When they saw Amosta walking towards this side, At this moment, Professor Flitwick immediately stood up from his stool and congratulated him,
"We're talking about you,"
Flitwick lowered his sharp voice, "We have heard the gratifying news from Minerva, Amostar, and we all think you will be qualified for the job."
"Only if you show your true level, Amosta."
Professor Sprout held up the patched and dusty hat on his head and joked with a smile, "Of course, as long as you are willing to show one thousandth of your strength, you will definitely be better than some sensationalist." Much better.”
The three professors in front of him were all their mentors, and Amosta was very kind to them. He smiled to express his gratitude, and then said humbly,
"Education is a broad and profound knowledge. It is one thing to possess knowledge yourself, but it is another thing to teach it well to the little wizards. Professor Flitwick and Professor Sprout, I will definitely not be able to communicate with them. You two are more experienced than you."
Amostar's clever compliment made them both very happy. Flitwick turned his head and looked at Snape who pretended not to be familiar with Amostar and said with a smile,
"Severus is probably going to be disappointed, right? I don't remember how many times you have failed in the competition for this teaching position, and now, you have lost to your best pupil!"
"Perhaps Severus has long been accustomed to this kind of defeat?" Professor Sprout's last hit made Amosta, who was eating toast, laugh.
Snape's face turned dark and he snorted softly,
"Being a professor of this course is nothing to be proud of, Amosta. Only when you can safely resign from this teaching position can you be considered capable."
"Just because you can't do it, doesn't mean I can't do it, Professor." Amosta responded with a smile, which made Snape's face darken even more.
After the relaxing breakfast time, they dispersed and met for a drink at the Three Broomsticks bar.
Amosta did not return to her residence, but came to Professor McGonagall's office. This meeting was obviously booked in advance. When Amosta knocked on Professor McGonagall's office door, she did not Show no surprises.
"Oh, thank God, you are finally here!" Professor McGonagall complained with her lips slightly pursed.
Perhaps because the heir to the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets did not cause trouble and everything was in order, Professor McGonagall's mood and complexion looked much better than during the Christmas holidays.
"No matter what, Amosta, I have to express my gratitude to you. There are several children in the senior class of the school who have always dreamed of becoming an Auror after graduation...
You know, to be an Auror you need to have at least five NEWTS certificates including Defense Against the Dark Arts. If you continue to follow Gilderoy's teachings, then these children will have to face their broken dreams in advance! "
"I can only do my best, Professor McGonagall."
Amosta agreed with a wry smile,
"But please don't have such high expectations of me. You know, I've never been that good at taking exams, let alone helping the little wizards pass the exams. Moreover, if there are any clues about the secret room incident, , I definitely have to deal with it first..."
"Oh, we have all seen what you are capable of, Amosta." Professor McGonagall raised her chin and said unhappily, "I think you really need to change your overly modesty... As for the secret room, Oh, I can't take care of this anymore, Amosta, let Principal Dumbledore worry about it... It's time for him to do something serious..."
What can Amosta say, he can only continue to smile bitterly.
"As for the issue of work distribution between you and Gilderoy, that's what I think."
When talking about work, Professor McGonagall had a completely different attitude. She said with a very serious expression,
"Currently, the children who are most urgently in need of your help are the children in the fifth and seventh grades. They are about to face the two most important exams in their lives, which depend on their fate. Amosta, I hope you can work with Gilderoy. According to the division of labor, he will be responsible for teaching the fifth grade and below, while you will be responsible for the fifth to seventh grade."
Amosta pondered without speaking. Professor McGonagall's distribution plan was indeed reasonable, but it was contrary to his original intention of accepting this teaching position. If he couldn't get in touch with several people in the protagonist group, then what was the point of all his efforts? ?
"As for this issue, Professor McGonagall, I think it's better for me and Professor Lockhart to discuss it first..."
In the end, Amosta did not give a clear reply.
After leaving Professor McGonagall's office, Amosta went to see Professor Lockhart non-stop. Tomorrow is a new week. He must finalize the matter this morning, and then use the afternoon and evening to make some preparations. , even if his motives for becoming a professor are impure, he still doesn't want to become a professor and make his reputation like that of Professor Lockhart.
Speaking of Lockhart, Amosta couldn't help but feel very strange.
What kind of teaching method can win unanimous praise from all the professors and most young wizards at Hogwarts, and even Professor McGonagall and Principal Dumbledore have lowered their face and asked him to "come out"?
