A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

Remus Lupin attached great importance to today's interview. He set aside half an hour in advance, and silently reviewed the prepared materials on the way, with newspaper clippings in his pocket.

"...Regardless of one's background, it all depends on ability. Anyone who is far beyond ordinary people in any three fields of ancient rune, alchemy, magic spell, transformation, magic theory, and Muggle research..."

No matter where you are, it depends on your ability!

This is an extremely rare word in the recruitment of the magic world. Although the conditions are relatively harsh, Lupin believes that he is not bad except for the ancient rune. In fact, what he is best at is the content related to Defense Against the Dark Arts. , In his wandering years, there were many opportunities for practice.

After receiving the interview invitation, the reply letter sent to him reiterated that the company was committed to the practical research of magic, which would involve the improvement and transformation of a large number of Muggle items. Lupin spent half a month to understand the non-magic world. All kinds of novelty things.

This understanding was fascinated, and Lupin discovered a system completely different from magic, full of rigor and logic, and everything was traceable, but unfortunately, there was no place for magic here.

He didn't know if the owner of "Future World" saw this, but he felt that even if he wasn't admitted, it was worth seeing the company's philosophy. When he came over according to the address, he saw a very imposing vertical castle surrounded by a large group of people.

He listened for a few minutes beside him, still confused. What is a building that suddenly grew up an hour ago, is it an open space two hours ago?

He also saw a clothed house-elf - a strange thing in itself - but the ringed ouroboros on his chest caught Lupin's attention, whether it represented some ancient family, or alchemy? Or... the Rune Club?

When he revealed his identity, the house-elf led him into the building. Lupin liked the simple and unadorned architectural style of the interior. They went up a curved spiral staircase, Dobby bouncing ahead. .

"Please wait--"

Lupin looked at the relief on the ceiling near the handrail on the second floor, and did some hard work for the past few days. Although he didn't know all the characters on the dome, he could distinguish their occupations, especially the one who played with complicated machinery. Man, that seems to be a mechanical engineer?

While thinking about it, he heard a rush of wind, and when he turned around, he saw Severus Snape's indifferent face. Snape stood two steps higher than him, closing his black robe in front of him, looking down at him like a black bat with folded wings.

"Lupin," Snape whispered, with a grin on the corners of his mouth, "Welcome...to."

Lupin suddenly remembered the same expression when Snape first brought him the wolf's poison potion. After drinking it, he couldn't eat for two days.

"Hello, Severus," Lupin said softly as he walked up the last two steps. "What a coincidence to meet you here."

"A coincidence? No..." Snape said playfully. "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"You're waiting for me specifically?" Lupin frowned, and the image of the Ouroboros on Dobby's chest reappeared in his mind, pro-Muggle, the recruitment requirements were ranked first in ancient Rune...

"The surname Lupin may suggest your identity," Snape's smile became colder. "I've recently studied the science of names, and I've overlooked that in the past, names are magical."

Lupin was stung, and he hated being mentioned. The word 'Lupin', in some countries' obscure usage, has the meaning of wolf.

Snape curled his lips contemptuously, and was about to continue, but there was a noise behind him, and Felix came out with Percy and Penello, surprised by the tension between them.

"Get out of here—" Snape said coldly.

Percy and Penello glanced at Felix, who smiled and nodded to them, and they hurried away.

Felix waved his wand, and the door of the building slammed shut.

He leaned against the corner and said slowly, "I've always been curious. The two professors were the leaders of their era, one was a duel master and the other was a Defense Against the Dark Arts master. So who is better?"

"I had a chance to see this scene, but I was interrupted, and now I finally have a chance to confirm it."

Lupin frowned and looked at Felix: "I'm here for an interview, not a fight."

Felix lowered his head and stared at his nails seriously: "You misunderstood, Professor Lupin. At your farewell party, I already admitted you, yes, this is my company. I treat you The ability has been known enough in this year of working together, so you can think of this as an orientation for new colleagues - show your skills and increase understanding. Maybe, you can also curse me."

A flash of red flew towards him. "Don't talk nonsense, Felix," Snape said sullenly. He looked at Lupin. "I don't seem to deal with you very much. You always hide behind Potter and Black's ass..."

"Oh, Severus," Lupin pulled out his wand, unable to hold back his anger, "you can handle the two of them, and you'll pee your pants with me."

Snape showed a stern smile, "That's really good..." A red light flew out.

Lupin flashed nimbly, backhanded a disarming spell, and the two equally angry people fought, the spells flew, and the light was everywhere. Snape felt the excitement that he had not seen for a long time, he really felt that he was still alive, except for someone chattering next to him—

"No one cares here, don't hide, Severus, where's your dark magic?"

"Oh, almost hit me, Professor, you have a problem with your head—"

Felix tilted his head, a spell exploded next to him, and he smiled: "This is what you guys did to me first, don't say I'm unreasonable..."

He stood up straight from the wall, his arms stretched out soothingly, a dark wand appeared in his hand, and with a single wave, three dazzling rays of light flew out at the same time, rushing towards the two of them.

Lupin was surprised that he suddenly joined the battlefield and blocked the spell with a little embarrassment. He took two steps back cautiously, and was surprised to see that Snape was also holding up a barrier that exuded a faint glow.

The two looked at each other, looking at Felix who came with open arms, Snape said very irritably.

"Get out of the way."

But Felix took the shot first. He kept approaching, and the spells fell like rain. Each spell was not strong, but the number was absolutely exaggerated. The light of magic illuminated his body.

"Two professors, you still need to work hard."

Snape and Lupin looked at each other, Snape shook his hand and threw out a rapid black mist, corroding the incoming spell, and the wand in Lupin's hand slashed like a sharp sword, making a "huh" sound , the gravel on the floor trembled and flew towards Felix.

He's still a little dazed now, and doesn't quite understand what's going on. Originally, I was apprehensive to participate in the interview, but I ran into Snape, my nemesis, and stabbed his sore spot as soon as he came up. Another former colleague also secretly stabbed and provoked them to fight, and even he found a lame excuse to join in, while himself. Forced to join forces with Snape...

How did it get to this point?