The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

The school recruitment venue is actually a Quidditch pitch, but now there is an extra roof on top of the pitch, and all the goal posts in the pitch have disappeared, replaced by open cubicles separated by wooden boards. There were several small tables and chairs. These cubicles are where campus recruitment interviews take place.

As for the stadium stands, they are not closed and remain open. When students are tired from shopping, they can come here to take a rest and take stock of their gains and losses. They can also come to a quiet place to have further discussions with the person in charge of their favorite company.

When a few people came outside the stadium, the recruitment for the Ministry of Magic had not yet started, but many wizards who were about to graduate had already gathered outside the stadium. Tom saw that among this group of students were Gryffindor's Percy and Oliver Wood, Hufflepuff's prefect Gabriel Truman, and many seniors who looked familiar but could not name them.

It turned out that they were about to graduate, and the opening dinner seemed like it happened yesterday... Tom felt a little emotional.

Several people joined the queue. Percy saw Tom coming and took the initiative to say hello to him. Percy was also dressed very formally today, giving the impression that he had used all the pocket money he had saved over the past seven years to buy clothes.

In fact, Percy really didn't spend any money. He originally planned to rent a set of clothes, but when he was wandering around the castle, he mistakenly entered a room full of coats and coats, and solved the problem of clothes directly.

At nine o'clock sharp, the door to the Quidditch pitch slowly opened, revealing the well-organized venue inside. The students waiting outside filed in and went straight to the department stalls they had previously favored.

"Take this." Robert took out a pamphlet from somewhere and gave it to Tom. The above is the layout of today's venue and an introduction to the positions provided by each department.

The Ministry of Magic's introduction is very detailed, with the name of the position and certificate requirements at the top, and a paragraph below to summarize the work content of the position.

For example, the Muggle liaison officer provided by the Muggle Issues Mediation Committee under the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters only requires an O.W.L.s Muggle Studies certificate, and applicants are required to be "enthusiastic, patient, and have a good sense of humor."

Generally speaking, no serious wizard would want to take this job, because when dealing with individual Muggles - such as the Dursleys - a good sense of humor is not enough, but also sufficient force. When Hagrid first met Uncle Vernon, he was held directly to a gun. That meeting ended with Hagrid successfully proving that he could punch within seven steps and completed the task perfectly.

After entering the stadium, Robert also became nervous.

"Well, you guys go shopping first, I'm going to the interview."

"Good luck!"

"Thanks."

Tom and Robert were separated in this way.

Tom took the brochure and looked for the stall where he wanted to join.

"Department of Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures...Department of Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, here we are! Dementor Office...D8..." Tom began to look for No. 8 in Area D.

"Tom, are you going to-" Hermione came over, but Tom quickly closed the book.

"That's it. You can go check out the positions you're interested in. I'll take the first step." Tom thrust the brochure into Hermione's hand and walked away quickly. Hermione was left alone in a daze.

Tom Yoder! Hermione didn't expect that Tom would really fly solo. She subconsciously wanted to follow him, but Tom quickly disappeared into the vast sea of ​​people.

Area D8 is in the corner of the venue. The location of this corner illustrates the actual benefits of this job: it is insignificant. Popular or vital departments such as the Auror Office and the Office of the Minister of Magic are naturally arranged in the most conspicuous places.

Newly established departments like the Dementor Office were pushed into a corner. The D8 compartment cannot be said to be unattended, but it can also be said to be empty. Not only D8, the cubicles around it were surprisingly quiet, because next to it were the Centaur Liaison Office and a series of recruitment booths that were on the bench of the Ministry of Magic.

In fact, in previous years, several offices here shared one cubicle, but this year, for some unknown reason, the ministry had to go to a separate office, so everyone had to be separated.

This also resulted in the nearby cubicles being deserted, except for the Dementor's Office, which only had an "Occasion" sign. There was a witch lying there, catching up on her sleep.

"Ahem!" Tom cleared his throat, and the witch raised her head from the table.

She was wrapped tightly, with only her eyes exposed.

"I'm here to apply for the position of Director of the Dementor Office. This is my resume." Tom handed over the letter.

"Follow me." The witch nodded and took Tom to the locker room of the Quidditch pitch.

After ensuring safety, the witch took off her hood and veil, revealing Bones' face.

"So? Why go to all the trouble to come to me?" Tom was curious about the reason why Bones took the risk to come here.

"You are younger than I thought." Bones sighed, and then told Tom about her recent decision.

Tom:…

What a fun time!

Tom shook his head, "Your original promise was to establish a dementor office, not three agencies. Such management will be very chaotic."

Bones was silent briefly. Her plan finally got stuck at this point.

"This is actually right -"

"My requirements are very clear. The Dementors and I will only interact with one agency - as for you wanting to find an excuse to send people to Azkaban, I have no objection." Tom's attitude was very tough. Of course he knows the benefits of decentralizing power, but the problem is that he is in charge of the departments at the Ministry of Magic that are connected to Azkaban!

You dismantled my car, sold a bunch of scrap metal, and then talked to me about the benefits of dismantling the car? Yes, I can receive scrap metal money, but I don’t have a car! I don't pay the salaries of the people in this department.

Isn't there really someone who dismantles their own car/boat and then happily earns money from scrap metal? No, no?

Tom stared at Bones with burning eyes, very imposing. Yes, the Ministry of Magic is behind you Bones, but don't forget how you got there. Behind me, Tom Yoder, there are the Dementors and Dumbledore. Do you really want to be careful?

Tom took the power of a fox to an extreme.

He must expand his and Dumbledore's influence in the Ministry of Magic. Because history has proven that in the face of the menacing Voldemort, the Ministry of Magic cannot be relied on, and it can only rely on its own efforts. This is the helplessness of ordinary people in the great era.

Bones sighed. He was still too greedy. The wizard in front of him was not that easy to fool.

"Okay, then I'll listen to you and only establish one organization. Which department do you want to hang this organization under? I must remind you that this is a bit public and may expose you to the public eye." Bo Enns chose to back down.

Although this will bring about a series of troubles, she is the one who caused the trouble, and it is naturally up to her to find a way to quell it.

"Department for the Management and Control of Magical Creatures." Tom chose the less popular Department for the Management and Control of Magical Creatures from the two departments. His current power is still too weak, and the reputation of the Dementors is too bad. It would be bad if his high-profile actions attract Voldemort's firepower. So it's better to keep a low profile for now and wait for Voldemort to come back before taking action.

The department started running it tepidly and put up a front.

After Bones gave in, things became much easier to talk about. Tom and Bones hit it off quickly.

"Then I'll leave it to you to take care of the Ministry of Magic's special commissioner." Bones didn't forget to arrange for Umbridge before going out.

"Of course, I will choose a good room for her. By the way, the Hippogriff case..."

"I'll be there in person."

The two completed the exchange of interests in the darkroom.

"Next time, you can send your letter to this address so that you can communicate directly without the Ministry of Magic." Bones pulled out his wand and left a line of bright silver writing on the ground.

After doing this, she left the dressing room.

In the main venue, Hogwarts school recruitment is in full swing.

Percy strode into the venue after the stadium opened and went straight to Area A1 where the Minister of Magic's office was located, becoming the first interviewer in this area.

The person who received him was none other than Mafalda, the secretary of the Minister of Magic.

The gray-haired witch was sitting on a stool, which looked small. There was a teacup and a writing pad on the table in front of her. Today she was wearing a light blue robe and looked very relaxed.

Hogwarts was a warm place for her, and since she was the interviewer, there was naturally nothing to be nervous about. And seeing the familiar layout of the venue, Mafalda felt cordial from the bottom of her heart.

[I must be an amiable interviewer] She encouraged herself secretly in her heart.

Just after nine o'clock, the first interviewer came. He was tall and thin, looked gentle, and his fiery red hair was particularly eye-catching.

Just by seeing this hair, Mafalda had a rough guess about the identity of the visitor.

"Hello, please sit down." She said briefly with a friendly smile. This made Percy feel relaxed: his tactics were indeed correct!

The earlier they arrive, the more energetic and friendly the interviewers will be.

"This is my resume." He took out a resume from his bag, handed it over, and sat down on the chair upright. However, his butt was only slightly in contact with the chair, and he felt like he was about to bounce off the chair in the next second.

really! After seeing Percy's name, Mafalda felt as if she had guessed the word puzzle correctly. Percy Weasley, the third son of Arthur Weasley, President of the Hogwarts Student Union, a very outstanding student - his O.W.L.s can prove this.

She pulled out a stack of pamphlets from under her desk.

"So which position do you want to apply for? Don't be nervous, just say it."

Percy sat down facing Mafalda, trying hard to suppress his inner nervousness. He swallowed: "I would rather become an assistant to the minister."

This assistant minister certainly does not refer to Mafalda's position. Even if Percy is Bones' illegitimate son, there is no possibility at all. This position cannot be given to a fledgling boy. Mafalda had been working in the Ministry of Magic for more than ten years before she got this job thanks to her friend's promotion.

The job Percy wants should actually be called record keeper. The job content is to follow the minister to attend various meetings or court hearings, and then take notes.

Mafalda nodded, "Based on your performance at Hogwarts, this is not impossible. I can ask the minister if she needs an assistant."

This was a subtle way of telling Percy that his idea was impossible.

"But..." She changed the topic, "I saw your resume, and I think you're pretty sure to be an assistant in the company below."

Percy's eyes lit up: This seemed like an excellent choice.

The reason why this department of the Office of the Minister of Magic is very popular is that it can assign graduates to various departments to serve as top assistants. This starting point is very high. First, he will train with the director for a period of time, and then he will be released. Many times, the starting point for people here is the ending point for others.

"Before this, I have to make it clear that although your previous resume is very outstanding, you must have a good enough N.E.W.T. examination certificate." Mafalda said, she pulled out a silver certificate from her pile of books. small notebook.

"The requirements of the Directors are not low, and some individuals have special requirements. Generally speaking, you must have at least four N.E.W.T. examination certificates, and the scores cannot be lower than 'Good', which is one less than the Auror requirement. .The Department of Magical Sports and Sports also requires you to have a certain level of Quidditch..."

Mafalda looked at Percy, "So which company do you prefer?"

Percy's brain was working rapidly, "The Department of Magical Law Enforcement and the Department of International Magical Cooperation are both very good."

Mafalda raised her head and glanced at him, "I personally recommend that you go to the International Magic Cooperation Department. Mr. Crouch is a respectable wizard, and you should get along with him. And there will be big events in the magic world this year and next year." In terms of action, there will be a lot of opportunities for experience in this department.”

Percy was a little confused: What big move? Is it the Quidditch World Cup? It does seem to be related to the Department of International Magical Cooperation, but isn't this the main business of the Department of Magical Sports?

Seeing that Percy was a little confused, Mafalda didn't want to reveal too much - that important matter was still top secret, and only a few people including her and the Minister of Magic knew about it.

Percy was a little hesitant. In fact, his heart was more inclined towards the Department of International Magical Cooperation. There was an indescribable reason for this: his father worked in the Office for the Prohibition of the Misuse of Muggle Items. If he went to the Department of Legal Enforcement as an assistant to the director , it is very likely that he will often meet or even cooperate with his father.

Percy didn't really want to.

"Let's do this. I'll transfer your resume to both companies and see the final result." Mafalda gave a compromise solution.

"Thank you for your hard work." Percy thanked her very seriously.

After a while, Percy walked out of the cubicle in the Minister of Magic's office, glanced at the long queue outside the cubicle, and left without saying a word.

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