Chapter 478 Employment Guidance
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Bai Bai Le Kai Shui
"Good morning, Professor!"
Neville suppressed the excitement in his voice, strode into the office, and sat down opposite Tver skillfully.
"...Good morning." Tver waved to him helplessly.
"By the way, how are your parents recovering?"
For more than ten years, the bodies of the Longbottoms have continued to be affected by the Cruciatus Curse. If it hadn't been for the careful care of therapist Melia Mu, they probably wouldn't be able to survive now.
Therefore, although the two regained their sanity, their bodies still suffered a lot of irreversible damage and needed to be nursed back to health.
However, this is the best news for the Longbottom family.
"Ms. Meliam said that their recovery is very good, thanks to the potion formulas you gave them later, many of which are better than St. Mungo's." Neville said happily.
The return of his parents to health can be said to be the best Christmas gift he received last year, or even every year in the past!
"Thank you half-blood prince."
Tweel didn't dare to take credit. After all, although he was indeed proficient in healing potions, to be more powerful than St. Mungo's, he still had to rely on Snape's "little" help.
"Mixed blood? Prince?" Neville was stunned for a moment.
"That's not important," Tver said, not wanting to dwell on this somewhat middle-class title, "The small talk ends here."
"So first of all, do you have any hobbies that you want to become your future career?" He put on a business-like face and asked seriously.
"Uh……"
Neville was still a little uncomfortable with such a professor, and said in a nattering voice: "Research on the Cruciatus Curse?"
"...You don't want to tell me that you plan to become a dark wizard in the future?"
"Of course not," Neville hurriedly corrected, "I probably prefer studying herbal medicine!"
Unsurprising answer!
"very good."
Tver nodded calmly, and then asked: "So, do you have a favorite career? Something related to herbalism."
"For example, the Herbology Professor at Hogwarts, and for example... I heard that there are many herbal greenhouses and plantations outside the school. There are many kinds of herbs there, and the rewards are also very high..."
He said it casually, as if he really just heard it.
Neville was so surprised that he looked a little dumbfounded, "There are also herbal greenhouses and plantations outside the school?"
He wanted to become a professor of Herbology because there were enough greenhouses in Hogwarts, and although the potions grown were basically for students to use in classes, there were also many types.
Due to confidentiality laws, the planting area of herbal medicines outside schools is generally not large. They are cultivated by wizards on a small scale and then sold to some merchants and potion masters who are in demand.
For the sparsely populated magical world, this method of supply is quite self-sufficient.
If you plant too much, it will be difficult to sell!
"Yes, it seems that several potion dealers have developed better potion formulas and started buying herbs on a large scale to sell them all over the world." Tweel skillfully told Neville his arguments for dealing with the Ministry of Magic.
After all, the extra herbs and potions must be digested in a legitimate name. As for the world including the Muggle world, that has nothing to do with Tver...
The Ministry of Magic has not been able to investigate the matter clearly, and Neville certainly does not understand the inner thoughts. He really thinks that these herbs are used to supply the magical world in other countries.
"But... I prefer studying herbal medicines rather than growing them..." Neville said hesitantly, a little confused by the professor's sudden enthusiasm.
"That would be more appropriate. As far as I know, these plantations and greenhouses have been recruiting experts in herbalism and plan to set up a laboratory!"
"It is used to study the large-scale and efficient cultivation of herbal medicines. If you can improve the effects of herbal medicines, that would be even better!"
In fact, research on how to reduce the dependence on shamans for herbal cultivation!
After all, no matter how low the wages of werewolves are, they are still paid in galleons. Not to mention the trouble of converting, it is far less cheap than Muggle farmers...
Of course, Tver also knows that it is impossible to grow herbs without magic at this stage. He just tries to add technological means to the process of growing herbs to reduce manpower and material resources.
Neville hesitated immediately.
Become a professor of herbalism, and although he can take care of herbs every day, his main job is to teach.
But if the professor hadn't lied to him, working in a greenhouse outside the school seemed to allow him to concentrate more on studying herbal medicine...
"There's no need to rush to make a choice. You still have two years to think about it slowly. If necessary, you can come to me at any time." Tver said softly, without putting too much pressure on Neville.
He was indeed optimistic about Neville's potential in herbal medicine, but there were many capable herbal experts in the magic world, and it was not necessary to hire Neville.
What's more, Neville is still some time away from officially graduating, so there's no need to be in such a hurry.
It's just that Neville was still in a state of surprise at the news and couldn't recover for a while.
In the end, he didn't even say goodbye to the professor. He walked out of the office blankly like a zombie...
Harry, who came in behind, was frightened.
Although Neville's average grades are relatively average, he is at least outstanding in herbal medicine. For this type of profession, having this subject is enough to adapt to many jobs.
But he is different. His best course is Defense Against the Dark Arts. This alone is not enough for him to apply for related jobs.
In particular, he wanted to be an Auror!
"What are you doing standing there stupidly?" Tweel had to remind him loudly to get Harry out of his state of confusion.
Seeing Harry, who had already entered a state of silence before he started chatting, Tver sighed helplessly.
"Let's talk, I heard you wanted to be an Auror, right?"
"Uh……"
Harry blinked twice and finally got the focus.
"I don't think I've told anyone that I want to be an Auror..."
Tver's face turned red and he quickly took a sip of pumpkin juice to cover it up.
"...I guess, after all, your Defense Against the Dark Arts scores are so good, it would be a waste not to be an Auror."
"Or are you saying you don't want to be an Auror?"
"certainly……"
"Good morning, you two. I heard that Professor Welfare has returned to school and plans to provide career guidance to students, so I made a special trip to have a look."
Umbridge suddenly shook off Draco's arm that was about to stop her, and her smiling face suddenly appeared in the office.
Draco shook his sore arm helplessly, "Sorry, Professor, Umbridge insists on coming in..."
"It's Professor Umbridge, ten points from Slytherin," Umbridge said abruptly.
Tver smiled.
"It doesn't matter. You were right in maintaining order. Fifteen points for Slytherin."
Umbridge's fake smile suddenly froze, her resentful eyes staring at Twil, the muscles on her face twitching with anger.
"What's the problem, Professor Umbridge?"
"No problem, you have the power to give extra points to students, but I think you still don't know that I now have the power to review the teaching ability of every professor." Umbridge said through gritted teeth.
"In other words, you can't refuse me to stay here and observe your guidance of students!"
"I have no intention of refusing." Tver looked at her meaningfully.
"Of course, if you can't accept leaving here, then there's nothing I can do about it."
Neville suppressed the excitement in his voice, strode into the office, and sat down opposite Tver skillfully.
"...Good morning." Tver waved to him helplessly.
"By the way, how are your parents recovering?"
For more than ten years, the bodies of the Longbottoms have continued to be affected by the Cruciatus Curse. If it hadn't been for the careful care of therapist Melia Mu, they probably wouldn't be able to survive now.
Therefore, although the two regained their sanity, their bodies still suffered a lot of irreversible damage and needed to be nursed back to health.
However, this is the best news for the Longbottom family.
"Ms. Meliam said that their recovery is very good, thanks to the potion formulas you gave them later, many of which are better than St. Mungo's." Neville said happily.
The return of his parents to health can be said to be the best Christmas gift he received last year, or even every year in the past!
"Thank you half-blood prince."
Tweel didn't dare to take credit. After all, although he was indeed proficient in healing potions, to be more powerful than St. Mungo's, he still had to rely on Snape's "little" help.
"Mixed blood? Prince?" Neville was stunned for a moment.
"That's not important," Tver said, not wanting to dwell on this somewhat middle-class title, "The small talk ends here."
"So first of all, do you have any hobbies that you want to become your future career?" He put on a business-like face and asked seriously.
"Uh……"
Neville was still a little uncomfortable with such a professor, and said in a nattering voice: "Research on the Cruciatus Curse?"
"...You don't want to tell me that you plan to become a dark wizard in the future?"
"Of course not," Neville hurriedly corrected, "I probably prefer studying herbal medicine!"
Unsurprising answer!
"very good."
Tver nodded calmly, and then asked: "So, do you have a favorite career? Something related to herbalism."
"For example, the Herbology Professor at Hogwarts, and for example... I heard that there are many herbal greenhouses and plantations outside the school. There are many kinds of herbs there, and the rewards are also very high..."
He said it casually, as if he really just heard it.
Neville was so surprised that he looked a little dumbfounded, "There are also herbal greenhouses and plantations outside the school?"
He wanted to become a professor of Herbology because there were enough greenhouses in Hogwarts, and although the potions grown were basically for students to use in classes, there were also many types.
Due to confidentiality laws, the planting area of herbal medicines outside schools is generally not large. They are cultivated by wizards on a small scale and then sold to some merchants and potion masters who are in demand.
For the sparsely populated magical world, this method of supply is quite self-sufficient.
If you plant too much, it will be difficult to sell!
"Yes, it seems that several potion dealers have developed better potion formulas and started buying herbs on a large scale to sell them all over the world." Tweel skillfully told Neville his arguments for dealing with the Ministry of Magic.
After all, the extra herbs and potions must be digested in a legitimate name. As for the world including the Muggle world, that has nothing to do with Tver...
The Ministry of Magic has not been able to investigate the matter clearly, and Neville certainly does not understand the inner thoughts. He really thinks that these herbs are used to supply the magical world in other countries.
"But... I prefer studying herbal medicines rather than growing them..." Neville said hesitantly, a little confused by the professor's sudden enthusiasm.
"That would be more appropriate. As far as I know, these plantations and greenhouses have been recruiting experts in herbalism and plan to set up a laboratory!"
"It is used to study the large-scale and efficient cultivation of herbal medicines. If you can improve the effects of herbal medicines, that would be even better!"
In fact, research on how to reduce the dependence on shamans for herbal cultivation!
After all, no matter how low the wages of werewolves are, they are still paid in galleons. Not to mention the trouble of converting, it is far less cheap than Muggle farmers...
Of course, Tver also knows that it is impossible to grow herbs without magic at this stage. He just tries to add technological means to the process of growing herbs to reduce manpower and material resources.
Neville hesitated immediately.
Become a professor of herbalism, and although he can take care of herbs every day, his main job is to teach.
But if the professor hadn't lied to him, working in a greenhouse outside the school seemed to allow him to concentrate more on studying herbal medicine...
"There's no need to rush to make a choice. You still have two years to think about it slowly. If necessary, you can come to me at any time." Tver said softly, without putting too much pressure on Neville.
He was indeed optimistic about Neville's potential in herbal medicine, but there were many capable herbal experts in the magic world, and it was not necessary to hire Neville.
What's more, Neville is still some time away from officially graduating, so there's no need to be in such a hurry.
It's just that Neville was still in a state of surprise at the news and couldn't recover for a while.
In the end, he didn't even say goodbye to the professor. He walked out of the office blankly like a zombie...
Harry, who came in behind, was frightened.
Although Neville's average grades are relatively average, he is at least outstanding in herbal medicine. For this type of profession, having this subject is enough to adapt to many jobs.
But he is different. His best course is Defense Against the Dark Arts. This alone is not enough for him to apply for related jobs.
In particular, he wanted to be an Auror!
"What are you doing standing there stupidly?" Tweel had to remind him loudly to get Harry out of his state of confusion.
Seeing Harry, who had already entered a state of silence before he started chatting, Tver sighed helplessly.
"Let's talk, I heard you wanted to be an Auror, right?"
"Uh……"
Harry blinked twice and finally got the focus.
"I don't think I've told anyone that I want to be an Auror..."
Tver's face turned red and he quickly took a sip of pumpkin juice to cover it up.
"...I guess, after all, your Defense Against the Dark Arts scores are so good, it would be a waste not to be an Auror."
"Or are you saying you don't want to be an Auror?"
"certainly……"
"Good morning, you two. I heard that Professor Welfare has returned to school and plans to provide career guidance to students, so I made a special trip to have a look."
Umbridge suddenly shook off Draco's arm that was about to stop her, and her smiling face suddenly appeared in the office.
Draco shook his sore arm helplessly, "Sorry, Professor, Umbridge insists on coming in..."
"It's Professor Umbridge, ten points from Slytherin," Umbridge said abruptly.
Tver smiled.
"It doesn't matter. You were right in maintaining order. Fifteen points for Slytherin."
Umbridge's fake smile suddenly froze, her resentful eyes staring at Twil, the muscles on her face twitching with anger.
"What's the problem, Professor Umbridge?"
"No problem, you have the power to give extra points to students, but I think you still don't know that I now have the power to review the teaching ability of every professor." Umbridge said through gritted teeth.
"In other words, you can't refuse me to stay here and observe your guidance of students!"
"I have no intention of refusing." Tver looked at her meaningfully.
"Of course, if you can't accept leaving here, then there's nothing I can do about it."
