Hogwarts: Atypical Slytherin

Hogwarts admits new students every year. The first thing that new students do when they come to Hogwarts is that they are sorted into different categories. Claudia was used to this routine. Only the second graders seemed particularly excited about this matter.

This means that they are no longer the lowest grade wizards in this school.

After the Sorting was over, Dumbledore mercifully refrained from making any speech.

Owen Tessall sat across the table from her, and the prefects always liked to sit between the older and younger students to facilitate communication. Of course, this also depends on personal preference. When they passed OHL, they started discussing future employment.

"Anyway," Erwin sat close to the sixth graders, "I haven't decided which department I want to go to yet."

"It seems you are very confident about the exam."

"That might be the case," Erwin said. "What do you think about this?"

Are you asking for her opinion? Although in her conception, their relationship did not stop at school. But influencing a person's future is a big deal. For many people, choosing a career may choose that person's entire life.

Even if he does not end up working in a certain job for life, that experience will definitely affect the trajectory of this person's life.

Claudia was troubled by this incident.

"Is there anything you're interested in?"

Erwin Rozier stared at her intently.

Well, she knew what he wanted. What this young Rozier wants is the attention of relatives and friends, the glory of the family that shines again, the gaze of returning to the top and the eyes of people looking up to him.

If you don’t have lofty ambitions, want to have greater power, be safer, and adapt to a pure-blood family...

Claudia suddenly thought of someone.

"Are you in touch with Miss Waller?"

"Acapella?" Erwin asked, "She is now with the International Magical Trade Standards Association."

"An unexpected choice."

"It has something to do with the family." Helles joined the discussion. She obviously knew more. "The Waller family is mainly engaged in the import and export business of goods. It would be very easy to handle things if someone in the family is engaged in this field."

"I thought she would prefer to go to a department with more power."

"Maybe they don't want these." Emilia was not interested in the content of these conversations. She had already begun to taste the dessert.

Claudia put the chocolate cake in front of her: "What's wrong?"

"They never participate in these things," Emilia said. "They just want to make money."

The desire for money is also a kind of ambition.

Claudia shrugged, no wonder Senior Waller didn't seem to join any small group within Slytherin. For businessmen, not joining either side may be the best way to handle it.

"Milk, thank you." Claudia said to the air, "If possible, I would like it hot."

After a while, a cup of steaming milk appeared in her cup.

"I think it still depends on your own wishes." Erwin was still patiently waiting for her reply, so she had to start the career guidance for senior students that was supposed to be carried out by Professor Snape.

"If I were to look at you from my point of view, the Magical Law Enforcement Investigation Team, the Equipment Control Division, the Office for the Abuse of Magic, or most of the errands of the Magical Law Enforcement Division can be helpful to you."

"Aurors may be too dangerous." Claudia pointed out one of the popular professions. Aurors are also overseen by the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, but they are more like an army or special police that are always ready to go out.

"The current situation is that if you want stability, this career is definitely not a good choice - or when these things pass, you can change departments, but not now."

"I understand that."

"If you are interested in magic spells, you can also consider the Experimental Spells Committee." Claudia continued, "Or the Public Information Department? The Department of Magical Education?"

"I don't want to deal with papers or professors anymore."

"After leaving school, your identities will be different." Helles was speechless at the concerns of the senior. "There is nothing to be afraid of."

"No, can you imagine me standing in front of Professor Snape and saying to him: 'Sir, you need to invigilate the xxx exam next' or 'I will be responsible for the teaching evaluation this semester' or something like that" ?”

Helles must have thought about that scenario for a while, and she began to accept Erwin's words.

"Okay, I agree," she said.

"Malfoy is worried that he doesn't have any relatives from the Counterfeit Collection Office." Emilia had an idea, "Is this a good job?"

"'Office for the Detection and Confiscation of Counterfeit Defense Spells and Protective Equipment'?" Helles said the full name, which was difficult to pronounce, and then burst out laughing. "Is it because they are always investigated?"

"You can say that." Emilia said, "It is said that they left a lot of black magic supplies, and these tasks were taken over by the Counterfeit Collection Department."

"That's a good job." Erwin nodded solemnly, "It's up to him. I will work hard towards the goal. I will submit my resume immediately."

"so fast."

"He must have remembered that he has a lot of related inventory at home." Helles finished her dinner and began to wipe her fingers that were already very clean with a handkerchief repeatedly, "I will be counting on you from now on, senior. "

"You haven't even figured out your horoscope yet." Erwin smiled sarcastically, "Who doesn't have a little 'little thing' like that?"

Several pure-blooded little wizards looked at each other, and then all turned their attention to Miss Albert.

"Forget it." Helles was the first to interrupt, "Who can guarantee that she doesn't have that..."

Dumbledore suddenly stood up. It turned out that dinner was completely over. As is customary, he was to deliver his final speech.

She originally thought that the legendary new teacher would have dinner with everyone at the beginning, but it seemed that he would either not arrive for a few days, or he would be late.

Dumbledore announced the banned items added to Domination this year. Almost every item is the proud work of Mr. Weasley. It seems that poor Filch suffered another wave of torture from the Weasley boys last year and the beginning of school. .

He reiterated the conventions, which are valid for freshmen. For example, they are not allowed to enter the Forbidden Forest, but senior students can buy magical animal protective shells nearby. Students in third grade and below cannot go to the wizard merchandise village to wait.

"I am very sorry to inform you," said Dumbledore, "that this year's Quidditch match will not be held."

The children looked at each other, preparing to hear what he was going to say next. But just as the principal interrupted their conversation, a bolt of thunder exploded on the auditorium door.

Albus Dumbledore stopped speaking and gave the visitor a look.

A man limping and leaning on a cane emerged from the smashed door. It looked like he came in the rain, but he didn't put a defense spell or drying spell on his house.