witch mary bennet

On the way to Hogsmeade Village, Mary kept repeating the test questions of the written test in the morning. Sophie listened carefully and commented that some of the questions were wonderful, while some of them were purely made by the test takers to deliberately make things difficult for the candidates.

It was getting dark, and the two ladies went directly to the Pig's Head Bar. Sophie suggested that Mary drink hot chocolate to relieve the fatigue after a long day of exams. As for herself, she ordered a cup of butter beer.

Mary now had time to talk to Sophie about Professor Esolen, but she soon found that she had been so busy reviewing things that now seemed meaningless that she didn't know where to start.

So the two of them continued talking about the exam, until Sophie suddenly asked, "Mary, you haven't heard any new rumors about me recently, have you?"

Mary froze for a moment, then shook her head, she did not.

"Professor Esolen should have heard about it," Sophie said again, "but he didn't say anything, and he still treated me the same as before."

Mary suddenly felt that this was not a good thing, but Sophie obviously didn't think so.

"I wish there were more rumors," she smiled again.

After a few minutes, Mary suddenly realized the true meaning of Sophie's words, "This can't be done!" She almost blurted out, "Sophie, do you know what Professor Esolen really thinks? ?”

"I have decided to wait patiently," Sophie answered irrelevantly. "After all, we still have more than half a year to graduate."

Mary knew she was talking about a marriage proposal, so she asked the most straightforward question, "What if Professor Ethelen used to propose to you?"

This may be a difficult question, but Sophie answered very decisively, "I believe in Professor Esolen."

Mary drank the chocolate slowly, and she carefully recalled the conversation just now. Sophie was even counting on more rumors to increase the pressure on Professor Esolen. Then, she must not be as she thought. Be confident like that.

"Sophie," she asked tentatively, "Professor Esolen should have a good impression of you, right?"

"Of course..." It seemed that Sophie had thought of something, her eyes were erratic, and she showed a rather sweet smile at the same time.

Mary immediately began to worry. They all knew that the initiative of marriage affairs belonged entirely to the man. She had always felt that it was best for the woman not to let herself fall into the fog of love before the man gave obvious hints.

She thought for a while, and then asked, "Are you the only witch among Professor Esolen's student assistants?"

Sophie nodded, "There are only three people left now, that Ravenclaw student is going to prepare for Gringotts' recruitment exam."

Mary hesitated for a moment before asking cautiously, "Did they deliberately leave some space for you and the professor to get along with each other?"

"It seems... yes..." Sophie finally gave an unsure answer.

"It would be great if there were girls," Mary let out a long breath, "Maybe they can help you test Professor Eselon's thoughts."

"I don't want the professor to be alone with other girls!" Sophie said seriously, "If I really need to know what the professor thinks, I'll ask him myself."

Sophie has always been like this, and Mary smiled helplessly, "Well, if you really need it, I will be happy to help you run errands!"

For the rest of the day, they both agreed not to mention the Potions professor.Then, the next is the long days of waiting for the test results. Mary feels that she has hope, but the hope is not so great that she gives up the review of St. Mungo's possible recruitment, so the books on potions and healing spells, It was piled up again on her bedside table.

Hogwarts seniors' hunger for work, sparked by Gringotts admissions, didn't end with the exams over, and other jobs became a recurring topic.So when Thomas Bourne asked for leave and left, the entire Gryffindor public room was rumored that he was invited by a certain earl in Wales to go to the private room of the great lord who loved Quidditch. Serve on the team.

Every day, Mary took part in conversations of this kind with great care, eager to gain information that would benefit her, but for the time being she found nothing except the well-known work of St. Mungo's.

Gringotts did not waste time. In the second week of December, at the lunch table, all candidates received their report cards from owls.

Mary felt that her own hand shaking the letter was shaking violently, and even pulled the silk ribbon tied with the parchment roll into a tight knot. Sophie hurriedly cast a small spell from the side, and the silk ribbon fell apart automatically.

This parchment was stamped with the official seal of Gringotts, and only listed the names of six people and their grades. These were the top six in the exam. Mary was lucky to be the sixth and the only one who qualified. Lanffindor students.

"Oh, that's great!" Sophie immediately shouted happily, as if Mary had been officially hired by Gringotts.

The seventh grade students of Gryffindor gathered together. They looked at the parchment in Mary's hand and congratulated her one after another. However, it was much quieter at Ravenclaw College. Only afterward did Mary know that the top three They were all Ravenclaw students, among them, the total score of No.1 was [-] points higher than her.

Mary's letter also contained a detailed notice for her to go to Gringotts to participate in the next inspection during the winter vacation. As for the other candidates who were not shortlisted, the letters they received only included their own results and a few comforting phrases .

Although she knew that she would have to perform better than four of them before she could get a job, Mary was still very excited. She needed to share the good news with others. Of course, she couldn't tell her family about the job. Then there's only Fibbersnett.

After lunch, she quickly finished writing the letter, and because she was in such a good mood, all the written words floated to the upper right.Mary has become a big celebrity now, and when she appeared in the Gryffindor common room again, everyone, including the first-year students, took the initiative to greet her, and several students in the sixth grade had already yelled to invite Mary Teach them some exam experience, and they will also challenge the Gringotts exam next year.

In the afternoon, it was the charm class of Principal McNabbs. Before the class, she really praised Mary a few words.However, when the get out of class was about to end, someone interrupted the dean's lecture, called her out and talked for a while, and when she returned to the classroom, all the students found that their always good-tempered dean His face was gloomy and terrible.

After class, Dean McNabbs ordered, "Miss Bennet, please stay."

Intuition told Mary that something had happened to the Gringotts exam, but in those few minutes she couldn't think of what else could have happened.

"Gringotts has sent staff," the Headmaster continued. "I've asked them to bring the person to my office. Let's go back now."

Mary walked half a step behind Dean McNabbs without saying a word, and when they walked into an empty corridor, she heard the dean sigh again, "Miss Bennet, Gringotts has always been against Gringotts." The students of Ranffindor House are prejudiced," her tone became sharp, "and they think that the students of our house are too aggressive for that kind of discreet work."

"At any rate, in the five years I've been Dean, no student has ever been employed by Gringotts."

"Professor, do you know what happened?" Mary couldn't help asking because it was a matter of herself.

Dean McNabbs waved his hand, "Listen to what the people at Gringotts have to say."

The visitor introduced himself as a manager in charge of staff management at Gringotts. He introduced himself to Dean McNabbs very eagerly. It sounded like an elder in his family had worked with the dean’s family for several years neighbors.

But Dean McNabbs simply nodded, "This is Miss Bennet," she ordered, "Please tell me about your business."

Mr. Manager bowed to Mary, and she returned a curtsey that wasn't in place.

"That's right, ma'am," the manager began talking as if in a social arena after everyone sat down. "This morning, we received instructions from a vice-president of Gringotts. Gringotts needs young wizards and witches with sufficient logical talent. Therefore, we no longer accept wizards who have not learned arithmetic and divination. We checked Candidates' registration form, Miss Bennet, your registration form shows that you have not taken arithmetic and divination, is that true?"

Mary had already seen that he was holding her registration form in his hand, and she could only nod with a pale face.

"Then we have to regret to inform you that you are no longer included in our inspection list," the manager said politely.

She had guessed it all by the time he started, and Mary took a few deep breaths, and it occurred to her that this might be important.

"Sir, my registration form was reviewed by you. At that time, you didn't ask any questions about the arithmetic and divination class."

"Indeed, Miss Bennet." The manager raised the registration form in front of Mary's eyes, "When you filled out the registration form, you must have noticed the registration rules listed above. We, Gringotts, It has the right to change the admission conditions, or to explain the special circumstances that occur.”

Mary just glanced over those registration rules in a hurry, and then signed. The registration form without signature is invalid, that is to say, all candidates can only accept these terms.

"Show me your enrollment forms, sir," said Dean McNabbs suddenly.

She just glanced at it briefly, then smiled contemptuously, "Such a thing, probably only you Gringotts can do."

"We will fill in the No. 7 student to enter the inspection. Fortunately, the No. 7 candidate is also from your college," the manager said respectfully, "his name is Thomas Bourne."

Dean McNabbs smiled more and more impolitely, "Sir, not everyone needs a job at Gringotts," she said slowly, "Thomas Bourne has found a job that is better than Gringott's." work."

The manager was obviously taken aback for a moment, then glanced at Mary again, "Miss Bennet, I wish you luck."

He took his leave again to Dean McNabbs, and walked away quickly.

Mary sat still, and she thought she was dreaming, and when she woke up, there would be no Gringotts bad exams.

Until Dean McNabbs came over and patted her on the shoulder, "It's not worth being sad about this kind of thing, Mary, let me send you back to the dormitory."

Mary stood up obediently, only to hear the dean whisper again, "If you have any other jobs you like, remember to come to me to get a letter of recommendation."

This was a surprise, and Mary also knew that a letter of recommendation from the dean might have unexpected effects.