Kiernan studied Louis for a moment, then laughed. "So you don't want the job?" he asked. "I read the essay you wrote on the Seventh Goblin Rebellion last year. Binns had it pinned to the wall. It was very good."
He got to his feet, walking to the filing cabints at the other end of the room and flicking his wand to open a drawer, catching the papers that came flying out of it. "I would like an assistant who didn't think I was an idiot and who had a longer fuse than you seem to, but I'd also like one who's genuinely passionate about history, and I think this essay proves that you are." Kiernan took a seat again, flipping through the essay and then looking up at Louis. "Are you concerned about the time you're going to lose with this job? OWLs are coming up for you."
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