Snape stood there, staring at Link.

His expression was a bit complicated.

Because he suddenly discovered that Link's back, which was gradually fading away, had become a little strange to him.

Link is no longer the kid who used to be just a little clever child.

It is no longer the poor patient who is so weak that people can't help but feel pity.

Judging from the behaviors that Link had previously revealed, he has now become an existence who can use equal strength and identity to deal with him, and even Dumbledore.

He has become a qualified heir to an ancient pure blood family.

For the sake of the family and his own interests, Snape felt that Link could now use conspiracies and tricks to embrace the darkness.

Snape didn't know whether this change was good or bad, he was just feeling sorry for the passing of that cute child.

Sighing lightly, Snape finally walked towards the headmaster's office.

After all, work has to be done.

And he was also preparing to have a good talk with Dumbledore to see if he could pull him when Link fell into the abyss.

At the same time, Link did not engage in any conspiracy or evil plans as Snape had imagined.

He rushed to the greenhouse outside the main body of Hogwarts Castle like an ordinary student.

Even because of the delay of Snape, he was still late.

"Sorry, Professor Sprout."

Looking at the students and professors who were wearing various protective gears in the greenhouse to prepare for formal class, Link scratched his head embarrassedly and said.

Professor Sprout has never been a strict person, not to mention that as a student of her Hufflepuff Academy, Link just won great glory for the academy yesterday.

Therefore, seeing this, she not only did not get angry, but also brought a glass of green vegetable juice to Link with some distress and said:

"Link, you must have been tired yesterday, right? It's okay, drink it soon, it will make you feel better."

Although Link knew very well that Professor Sprout was never a good chef, the glass of vegetable juice that was still bubbled in front of him probably wouldn't taste good either.

But in order not to let Professor Sprout continue nagging, he forced himself to drink it all, and gave Sprout a sunny smile afterwards.

"Good boy! Go and wear protective gear to class!"

Professor Sprout said happily, and touched Link's hair while speaking.

This made Link feel relieved.

Today, Professor Sprout asked everyone to learn about the planting and picking of dragon scale grass.

This leaf is like scales and can be used as the main medicinal material for a variety of magic potions. It requires a large amount of dragon feces to cultivate important medicinal materials. It is a must-have question for the OWL exam.

Professor Sprout has mentioned this countless times.

In fact, she hasn't done anything else this semester.

Every class is focused on students to learn those "required questions". Today, Professor Sprout has taught Link and others roughly, and now he is simply reviewing and stably.

This kind of high-intensity, high repetition and lack of fun teaching is actually very tormenting.

Hufflepuff can be said to be the most interested and most fond student in herbal classes.

But even Hufflepachri's favorite herbal lessons are very disgusted with Professor Sprout's teaching model.

But there is nothing to do.

In order for students to achieve good results in the OWL exam, Professor Sprout didn't listen to anyone's advice at all.

The most terrifying thing is that not only Sprout, but all professors in other subjects are also conducting this rote cramming education.

The massive amount of homework brought by this made all students complain.

After finally getting over the get out of class, the students who had already lost their life in the greenhouse regained some vitality one by one.

Although there are still classes in the afternoon, at least they can relax during lunch break.

Perhaps it is a good choice to continue listening to Ron telling the story of the bottom of the Black Lake.

However, what is surprising is that Professor Sprout, who would never stay in class to delay classes in the past, called everyone this time.

She slowly took off the dragon leather gloves and gas mask, and showed an extremely serious expression inside and said to everyone:

"I have a crucial message to inform you."

She slowly glanced over the crowd and continued to say until everyone was quiet.

"According to Hogwarts' practice, in order to allow you to welcome the OWL exam with a better attitude, it is to give you a brighter and clearer future. So we will carry out a week-long Employment Consultation activity in a few days.

During the event, all fifth-grade students must interview their college for future employment issues.

This is a very important activity. So I hope that after you go back, you can think carefully about what you want to do in the future, which will facilitate our next interview.

OK, that's how it's happening, go for a meal, the kids."

After saying that, the students who were already hungry rushed to the auditorium cheered and most of them didn't understand the meaning of Professor Sprout's serious discussion with them, and their minds were full of food.

Professor Sprout was not angry either. She stood quietly in the greenhouse with her hands in her arms, watching everyone leave.

"Link, what are you going to do after graduation in the future?"

John was obviously one of the above-mentioned people who were accused of eating. He smiled and hugged Link's neck and said in a joking tone.

As soon as this was said, Cedric and others around him all cast strange and complicated gazes at him. Even Link remained silent and looked at him with a smile.

It took a long time before John finally understood, and knocked his head hard and said:

"Oh! I'm so stupid! You a rich man don't need to find a job at all. Just go back and inherit your family! Damn, I really envy you."

After saying that, he held Link's neck in revenge and shook it twice.

Link was not angry either, and smiled and broke away from John's hug and said:

"What about you, what do you want to do after graduation?"

"Auror or professional Quidditch player!" John said seriously with his eyes, "I have thought about it. There are only two careers that I like to do and have a future. For myself and for Lilian, I will do my best to move in both directions!"

Upon hearing this, Link and Cedric were both surprised.

They really didn't expect that John, who usually acted so recklessly, had already confirmed his ambitions.

After reacting, Link nodded with satisfaction and satisfaction.

In his opinion, this is the story he had about the woodcutter and the shepherd some time ago that really worked.

Cedric sighed at this moment, and said to John with a somewhat complicated expression:

"It's great, Auror and professional Quidditch players. I originally planned to develop in these two aspects, but unfortunately, my father thought that was not a good way out and planned to let me enter the Magic Law Enforcement Division."

Hearing this, Link nodded. In fact, in his opinion, with Cedric's ability, he could perform very well no matter what job he was in.

Of course, the Magic Law Enforcement Department is definitely one of the most preferred items. This is almost a training base for politicians. Not only are the treatment good, but it can also train people.

Link vaguely remembers that there seemed to be someone from the Digory family's ancestors who had served as Minister of Magic. Judging from the current situation, Mr. Digory seemed to want Cedric to restore the family's former glory.

On the other hand, John's focus is quite unique.

His eyes lit up and he asked directly:

"Why are professional Quidditch players and Aurors not a good way out?"

"I have also asked my father about this question." Cedric said with a smile, "First of all, professional Quidditch players are good. The structure of this industry is actually very deformed and the threshold is very high. Generally speaking, only those players who have shown super talent during their students will be selected by scouts and have the opportunity to embark on the career path. However, the competition in professional Quidditch games is particularly fierce, and there are too many talented players in it. Even if a newcomer becomes a professional player, he is likely to be able to live with the most basic contract salary, and it is extremely difficult to make a comeback. Those who are unlucky will even be terminated and fired.

The situation in Aurors is even more difficult.

As the top combat power of the Ministry of Magic, although they will recruit newcomers from Hogwarts every year, they will only need the best ones. This so-called excellent standard must have 8 newts of excellent results. After being recruited, you will need to go through long and rigorous training, and finally complete all subject training to officially become Aurors. As a unit directly under the Ministry of Magic, Aurors have a particularly high casualty rate. You can understand the specific performance by looking at Moody. To be honest, Aurors, who can leave a life and retire successfully, are already very lucky."

Cedric's words made John confused.

He stood there and forgot to even eat, and just stared at Cedric blankly.

Seeing this, Cedric chuckled:

"How about it, are you still planning to develop in these two aspects now?"

John finally came back to his senses as soon as he said this. He looked a little dodged and didn't dare to look at Cedric. In a short while, big sweat came out from his forehead.

But after a brief hesitation, he still raised his head with difficulty and said firmly to Cedric and Link:

"I'm going to give it a try! After all, I still have time!"

"Well said!"

Cedric yelled immediately.

He was really happy for John, so happy that he stabbed John directly.

John, who was hit hard, couldn't hold back any longer, laughed out loud, and then returned Cedric.

Then, the war naturally spread to Link.

The three of them instantly formed a group of fights, and followed the army of people to the auditorium with laughter.

However, when they officially arrived at the auditorium, they stopped at the same time. John even unnaturally sorted out the messy clothes on his body.
To be continued...