Librarian at Hogwarts

Neil is preparing to interview as a Quidditch pitch keeper.

He got up early in the morning and tidied himself up.

He even wore a Golden Snitch bracelet on his wrist, which he thought would bring him good luck.

Then he had to drag Igno along with him. According to his words, he had never seen a school figure above a professor alone, let alone a figure like the principal.

Ignat understood.

Neal had indeed never met the principal alone.

He usually commits crimes in a 'team', of course it was a group of people who were reprimanded by the principal, how could they be alone.

......

Principal Dippet's office was surprisingly busy today.

When Ignat and Neil arrived, a witch with curly black hair tied into a high bun and wearing a dark green robe was sitting in front of Principal Dippet.

"Minerva McGonagall... I remember you, your excellent grades. And you were once a prefect and the president of the female student union." Principal Dippet said gently.

Mag sat up straight, her whole back straight, and she said in a strong voice: "Yes. Principal Dippet, I miss school life very much. I am here to apply for a job this time. The school’s transfiguration professor.”

Dippet nodded.

"Yes, your ability is very outstanding. I remember you should be an Animagus, right?"

"Yes."

As Mag spoke, he turned into a tabby cat.

Then he immediately transformed back.

Dippet seemed to be very satisfied with Mag's performance. Without any hesitation, he took out the application form and quickly signed his name on it.

"Welcome to Hogwarts, Professor McGonagall."

Mag took the application letter with excitement in her eyes. She quickly shook hands with Principal Dippet, and then looked at the application letter several times.

"Thank you very much, principal. I will definitely work hard to teach the students."

Dippet said: "Of course, I believe you will."

Mag stood up and prepared to leave, when she saw Ignat and Neil.

"Oh, this is... hello. You guys too..."

McGonagall thought that Igno and Neil were also professors at the school, and she was surprised that in the short three or four years since she left the school, the school had recruited such young professors.

"This is the school librarian, Igno."

"And this guy next to him...is his friend, Neil."

Principal Dippet introduced it promptly.

"Igno Peverell."

"Neil Prewett."

"Minerva McGonagall."

After this formal introduction, Igno and Neil shook hands with Mag.

"Then we are all part of the school now."

Mag looked at Ignat and said with a smile.

"Welcome to Hogwarts, Professor McGonagall!" Ignat responded enthusiastically.

Neil encouraged himself. He saw how easily Mag applied to become the transfiguration professor at the school.

He also wanted to take advantage of this good fortune and successfully apply for the position of Quidditch field caretaker.

"Principal Dippet."

"Actually, I'm also here to apply."

Neil summoned his courage and said.

"Oh?"

Dippet sat on the bench and leaned back slightly.

"Yes."

"I've been at Hogwarts...for such a long time, it should have been fifteen days."

"Everything here attracts me, especially the little wizards... Oh, no, it's the learning atmosphere here."

"Ah... that's right! Just like Professor McGonagall said: Campus life is always nostalgic, isn't it?"

"I'd like to apply to be the school's Quidditch pitch keeper. I think I'm qualified for the job."

Neil, who was restrained and gibberish from the beginning, finally became clearer after overcoming his natural fear of people above professors.

"Quidditch pitch custodian... Yes, the school does need a custodian. The previous custodian is old and can no longer keep up with the pace of these young people."

Dippet pondered.

Just when Neil thought he was sure of it, he even gave Ignat a 'yeah'.

Neil felt that his affectionate words must have moved the principal in front of him.

But, next second.

Principal Dippet shook his head.

"I'm sorry, Neil."

"First of all, I want to reject your application."

"Quidditch groundskeeper is not as simple a job as you think."

"I believe you have no experience in Quidditch?"

This sentence stopped Neil.

He had never really practiced Quidditch.

In fact, his 'betting' ability should be the most outstanding.

"This...I really don't."

Principal Dippet nodded, "That's it. Quidditch field keepers not only guard the field, but also maintain the field, score points during the game, and serve as referees. They also have to monitor the golden Snitch these items for routine maintenance..."

"Anyway, this requires a professional person... He must at least know Quidditch well."

What Dippet said is very pertinent.

Just when Neil was disappointed, Mag suddenly spoke: "Principal Dippet. Actually, if you don't dislike it, I think I can help and help train Neil."

McGonagall's voice was very sure, and judging by her tone, she seemed to be a Quidditch fanatic.

"This is indeed a good thing..." Dippet thought for a while. He often met Neil in school. He also always felt that if he could give Neil a job, at least he would not work all day. There is 'loafing' in the school.

"Yes. Professor McGonagall, if you are so thoughtful, I believe Neil can learn a lot about Quidditch from you."

"Professor McGonagall, if Neil can pass your assessment, of course the content of the assessment will be to see whether he can truly master the knowledge of Quidditch."

"Then I think the job of Quidditch groundskeeper can be given to you, Neil."

Dippet looked at Neil and said.

Neil stood up, patted his chest, and the golden snitch on his wrist kept flying.

"Of course! Of course!"

"Principal Dippet, I have full confidence in myself."

Neil smiled.

Then he looked at Mag and gave her a grateful look.

Without Mag's words, he would definitely not have this opportunity.

Mag looked at Neil, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said, "Don't thank me so quickly, Mr. Neil. In fact, my assessment may be very strict. Besides, the golden snitch in your hand is very interesting."

After speaking, she pointed to the Snitch bracelet on Neil's hand.

Yes, McGonagall felt that although Neil had no Quidditch experience, he must be a person obsessed with Quidditch at heart, so that was enough.

If Neil knew Mag's thoughts, he would probably jump up with excitement and regard this golden snitch bracelet as his lucky star.