Two days later.
July 15th! Ten o'clock in the morning!
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Vice-Principal's Office!
Professor Minerva McGonagall, dressed in a dark green wizard robe and square glasses, was busy processing the files needed for daily life at Hogwarts with a serious face.
"Bang"
A soft sound was heard, and green flames rose in the fireplace in the office.
A figure appeared faintly in the flames.
The flames died down, and a figure appeared in the fireplace.
He was a man with a flustered look, giving off a feeling of being punched. He seemed like someone with extreme social anxiety. He didn't even dare to look people in the eye. People couldn't help but want to tease him when they saw him.
However, the man was well-dressed, giving off a refined vibe.
The man cautiously walked out of the fireplace, looked around, and finally, his eyes fell on Professor McGonagall.
Professor McGonagall, noticing the movement, stood up and walked out from behind her desk.
Upon seeing the visitor, Professor McGonagall said to him with a serious face, "Mr. Quirrell, welcome back to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please take a seat!"
The person who came was Quirinus Quirrell, the future first-year Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, a follower of Voldemort, who wanted to be valued and respected.
"Respected Professor McGonagall, it's a great honor to see you again!"
Quirrell greeted Professor McGonagall stiffly, followed Professor McGonagall to her seat, and sat opposite her.
"Mr. Quirrell, would you like a cup of coffee or tea?"
Professor McGonagall asked.
"coffee!"
Quirrell said softly.
As soon as he finished speaking, a cup of steaming coffee appeared in front of Qi Luo.
Professor McGonagall nodded and went straight to the point:
"Mr. Quirrell, according to your application, you want to be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, correct?"
Quirrell put away his hand that was about to pick up the coffee, placed it on his thigh, rubbed his thigh lightly with his hand, nodded slightly with some restraint, and said, "Yes... yes, Professor McGonagall, this is my... application for employment."
Hearing this, Professor McGonagall's eyes fell on Quirrell and she looked at him carefully.
Quirinus Quirrell, an outstanding graduate of Ravenclaw College.
When Quirrell was studying at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, many professors praised him highly and took notice of him.
More than ten years after graduating from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, he submitted his job application to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for the second time during this year's holidays.
He had previously been a professor of Muggle Studies, but due to lack of experience, he had to resign and enrich himself.
After a moment, Professor McGonagall withdrew her gaze from Quirrell and said calmly, "Mr. Quirrell, as a graduate of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, I believe you should know what the position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry means. Are you sure you still want to apply for the position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts?"
Quirrell's heart trembled at the words, but when he thought of the person in his body who must not be named, he raised his head, met Professor McGonagall's gaze, and said with a firm tone, "Yes, Professor...McGonagall, I want to be the Defense...Dark Arts professor. I want to pass on my experiences of traveling around the world over the years, as well as some of the applications of...magic, to the students of Hogwarts Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry. This will be the least I, as a senior, can do for the students of Hogwarts Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry."
Professor McGonagall's expression softened slightly upon hearing this. Looking at Quirrell in front of her, her voice softened slightly as she said, "Mr. Quirrell, I understand how you feel. Your desire to repay the students of the academy is a recognition of our years of teaching. As your former professor, I am very proud."
At this point, Professor McGonagall pondered for a moment, then said, "However, regarding the teaching of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, there is something else I need to explain to you."
Quirrell looked at Professor McGonagall and nodded slightly to show that he was listening.
Just as Professor McGonagall was about to continue, a flash of fire appeared in the fireplace in the room again, attracting the attention of the two.
Then, a figure emerged and walked out of the fireplace.
The figure is very tall, with silver hair and ice-blue pupils. He looks handsome and exudes an elegant aura, like a prince walking out of a fairy tale world.
It was Claire Lindemann.
Today, he came to the office of the Vice-Principal of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry as scheduled, and found his former dean, Professor Minerva McGonagall, to interview for the position of professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
However, when he walked out of the fireplace and saw the two people in the room, his steps suddenly became heavy.
Today is the interview time. Why are there two people here? I can understand that Professor McGonagall is here, but who is that person?
Do I have to compete with others when I get the job?
I've never heard of Care of Magical Creatures being so competitive.
Is that so?!
A bad thought suddenly emerged from Claire's heart, making him tremble.
I shouldn't be that unlucky. Maybe I can interview for the two professor positions separately.
"Dear Professor McGonagall, it's a pleasure to meet you. You are still so kind."
Thinking about this, Claire finally set her sights on Professor McGonagall and greeted her.
"Mr. Lindemann, welcome back to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. How have you been recently?"
Professor McGonagall stood up and walked towards Claire. Her voice was completely different from the one she had just used when she was talking to Quirrell. Her voice was much softer and more intimate than when she had just talked to Quirrell.
This shows that Professor McGonagall has a different attitude towards the two people.
The two of them hugged each other gently, and Claire said, "Professor McGonagall, I'm doing pretty well here. It's just that looking at those students makes me miss my Hogwarts days."
"Oh, Mr. Lindemann, I think the other professors definitely don't want to see your shadow on their students. After all, you left a deep impression on them back then, didn't you?"
Professor McGonagall took a step back and said jokingly.
Claire chuckled and said, "Haha, I'm a Gryffindor Lion. I'm sure my Head of House will like it."
Professor McGonagall smiled upon hearing this, but she did not continue the small talk. After all, she had something important to discuss today. She said:
"Mr. Lindeman, let's arrange everything this time first. Mr. Quirrell is still waiting for us."
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