Chapter 485 Employment Guidance, Potential to Be a Robber (1/2)

Chapter 485 Employment Guidance, Potential to Be a Robber

As the Easter vacation ended, a notice was sent to Aaron, the prefect, by Professor Snape.

Following the wishes of the Head of Slytherin, he posted the notice on the bulletin board in the Slytherin common room so that all Slytherins could see it.

Career Guidance

During the first week of the summer semester, all fifth-year students must interview their dean about future employment issues. The interview time for each student is shown in the table below

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

Employment? But a rich second generation like him still needs to find a job. Isn’t it just a matter of wronging yourself to find a job?

"Aaron, what do you think?"

"There are a total of twelve compulsory and elective courses. It shouldn't be a problem to get excellent grades in all of them." Aaron said confidently. Although he had hardly taken any of the arithmetic and divination courses, all the relevant textbooks were in his In his mind, he has mastered this knowledge, let alone theory, and he has no problem with practical operation.

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

“The better your grades and the more certificates you get, the easier it will be to find a job.”

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

Hearing this, Aaron burst into laughter.

"That's true, but if you inherit the family property without knowing anything, it will only be a prodigal. It's easy to rest on your laurels, but it's too boring.

Only when you enjoy the wealth that you have worked hard for can you feel at ease.

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

Draco blinked blankly, "I may not be as aware as you."

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

But the attitude of the Gaius family towards their heirs is basically two words: free rein.

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

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

"I am confident that I can be a therapist, pharmacist, fortune teller, photographer, Ministry of Magic, etc.," Aaron said after pondering for a moment, "But if nothing else happens, I should be a teacher. I feel I still have a lot of experience in this area.”

"At Hogwarts?"

"Yes, this school is not of ordinary importance to me." Aaron said seriously. Hogwarts, a geomantic treasure land, cannot be given up under any circumstances. He might become the God of Magic after spending a few decades here.

Being a professor is just a temporary measure. When he has enough qualifications, he will be the new principal of Hogwarts.

"I thought you were going into business?"

“The small shop in Diagon Alley is just for making some pocket money, otherwise it wouldn’t have been a drink shop for a few years.

To be honest, if I use my cooking skills to turn that place into a restaurant, the income will increase by at least ten times. "

Draco:......

...

Aaron's career guidance was scheduled for Monday, and he followed Professor Snape to his office after lunch.

Looking at the dim walls and the densely packed glass jars and animal specimens placed along the walls, Aaron couldn't help but smacked his lips, "Professor, I'm really not talking about you.

This was the way the office was when I first came here, and it's still the same style after a few years. Can't you make it a little brighter? "

"Be serious." Professor Snape sat down, "This is your career guidance."

Aaron shrugged, moved a chair for himself, and then 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. "

"I want you to be serious." Professor Snape said solemnly, and then looked at Abe, "For the sake of your studies, I think it is necessary for me to confiscate all your drinks."

"I don't have a problem with it, as long as you can do it."

Roar!

Abe immediately roared as the holy dragon, with red flames looming in its mouth.

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

He didn't think he could beat an abe, but this was his territory after all, and all kinds of potions and materials were his personal belongings. If the bottles and jars were broken, he would be the one to suffer the loss.

In other words, his impression of Abe was still a few years ago. If he knew that Abe could now become more than ten meters tall, he wonders whether he would still have the confidence to think so.

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

"Professor, you may continue."

"I know you don't have to worry about work because of your family background, but I still want to know your thoughts on employment so that I can 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 stunned for a moment, then raised the corners of his mouth, "To be honest, I'm a little surprised. I've always wanted to apply for this position, but Dumbledore never agreed."

"Perhaps he is worried that you will not be able to handle that position."

"What a joke." Professor Snape said disdainfully, "My research on dark magic definitely exceeds all your previous professors."

"Including Quirrell?" Aaron teased.

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

"Ahem, Quirrell is an exception."

Aaron smiled but said nothing, and Snape read the deep ridicule in his smile, and immediately looked serious, "Are you entertaining me? Or do you think I am not qualified to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts? "

"Of course not. Professor, you may have misunderstood me. What I said is that Dumbledore may be worried that you can't handle the curse in that position.

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

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

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

Professor Snape: ...

"I personally think you are more suitable to teach Potions.

When I become Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor, the position of Potions Professor will be available, and I can be your sponsor. "

"This...is not impossible."

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

"Is it that easy?" Aaron said in astonishment. Hogwarts' requirements for professors seemed to be lower than he thought.

"Why else do you think Hagrid can teach Care of Magical Creatures?

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

"Understood." Aaron nodded thoughtfully, "I'm still confident enough in the exam. It shouldn't be a problem to get an O rating for all twelve certificates."

"I don't really doubt that."

"Thank you, Professor, I will go back first."

"Wait," Snape said suddenly, "there's one more thing."

"You say."

Snape was silent for several seconds before he spoke in embarrassment: "After the Christmas holidays, Dumbledore asked me to teach Harry Potter Occlumency..."

"I know this, Abe told me." Aaron stroked the holy dragon in his arms, "Wait a minute, professor, don't tell me that Harry is still too stubborn to give in!"

"Hmph! I originally thought he would come here to beg me shamelessly, but I didn't expect him to have some self-respect."

"So what's the conflict between you two?" Aaron asked with curiosity on his face.

"none of your business."

"Okay! Anyway, I don't care."

"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 don't have anything to do myself, so why should I teach him?"

"Just do me a favor."

"That's not possible." Aaron was unmoved, "Professor, I respect you very much, and I will try my best to help you with your matter.

But this is obviously none of your business, and I have no obligation to help Harry Potter.

Also, imho, teaching him would do me no good. "

call!

Snape took a deep breath and said, "Slytherin's interests come first, tell me! How much do you want?"

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

"Veritaserum, joy potion, tranquilizer, blood tonic, love potion, obsession potion, beauty potion, water of life and death, enhancer, intelligence enhancer, hair tonic..."

Professor Snape rattled off more than twenty kinds of potions before he stopped with gritted teeth, "Is that enough?"

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

"Why don't you go grab it?"

"Robbing is not as fast as this!" Aaron said sheepishly, "Actually, I can prepare these potions, but it's a waste of time. You have ready-made ones here."

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

"It's not for anything else, it's just for my pleasure."

"In a happy mood?" Snape was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "Mr. Gaius, you have the potential to be a robber!"

“Just a joke, just a joke.

I want these potions just for a rainy day. Just because I don't need them now doesn't mean I won't use them in the future.

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

Hearing this, Professor Snape's expression softened slightly, "You know how to respect teachers and teach."

"But I've spent a lot of money recently. I can only pay part of it, and I'm afraid I'll have to issue an IOU for the rest."

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

"Nonsense, all I give you is the money I earned. I won't touch the money my family gave me easily."

Professor Snape nodded slightly, reluctantly agreeing with this statement.

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

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

"The goods are fine, please pay me!"

Abe reluctantly opened his pocket, then flew into the air, leaving a pile of gold galleons on his desk.

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

"It's still more than two hundred short by visual inspection. I'll suffer a little loss, so I'll count you two hundred." Snape said calmly, inexplicably feeling a lot better.

Aaron didn't expect that one day he would become a liability. He evenly took out a hundred gold coins from the pile and stuffed them into Abe's pocket. "It's better to pretend, otherwise you won't feel safe."

"It's three hundred short now."

"Don't worry about it so much. I will replenish it for you when you get back from the holiday."

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

"Speaking of which, Professor, you are really kind to Harry Potter." Aaron looked at him with a half-smile, "That means I am more kind. If it were anyone else, you would definitely bleed."

"Get out."

"okay!"

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

Umbridge was not in a good mood today. Her face was almost swollen now, but it was still wrapped in a scarf and looked particularly awkward.

Umbridge's teaching methods did not change at all. She still handed out a copy of Defense Against the Dark Arts for everyone to learn on their own, but she cast angry glances at Harry from time to time.

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

He is now only half a step away from achieving instant shooting. As long as he practices diligently, he can do it before the holidays, and then he will have an extra trump card.

In class, Harry stared at the textbook absentmindedly, his eyes dull, and Hermione kept whispering something next to him, looking very worried.

The bell rang, and Hermione's expression became increasingly troubled, obviously failing to convince Harry.

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

Umbridge ran up the stairs in the direction of the sound with her short legs. The students who had just left the classroom were staring at the ceiling nervously, fearing that it would fall down.

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

"What did he do?" Aaron asked curiously, "It seems to have been premeditated and very purposeful.

And there were people covering for 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, "Does this still need analysis? His performance is too obvious."