Being a Greengrass after all should sound pretty serene.
But being a part of "the Emeralds" should not, especially when hearts become entangled with the infamous Regulus Black.
Goodness, lawfulness, or evilness. Which path will they tread in the ti...
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April 15th, 1977
As though to the importance of their upcoming examinations, a batch of pamphlets, leaflets and notices concerning various wizarding careers had appeared on the tables in the Ravenclaw Tower shortly before the end of school year, along with yet another notice on the board, which read: All fifth-years are required to attend a short meeting with their Head of House to discuss their future careers. Times of individual appointments are listed below.
Avery looked down at the list and found that she was expected in Professor Flitwick's office at half past three on Tuesday, which would mean missing most of Arithmancy.
Pandora's voice cut through the comfortable silence of the Ravenclaw common room. Curled up in an armchair beside the window, she was poring over a lurid pink-and-orange pamphlet entitled SO YOU THINK YOU'D LIKE TO WORK IN MUGGLE RELATIONS? Her nose wrinkled in growing disgust as she read further.
With a dramatic flick of her wrist, she dropped the leaflet onto the table. "This is discrimination."
Across from her, Barty gave a short snort without looking up from his Defence Against the Dark Arts essay. Judging by the stack of notes surrounding him, he was still fully committed to his ridiculous quest of achieving twelve Outstandings.
"It's not exactly a popular or well-paid career, Panda. Makes sense they wouldn't bother trying to advertise it," he said.
Pandora bristled, not appreciating his dismissive tone. "Just because something isn't popular doesn't mean it isn't valuable," she said firmly. "Magizoology is an important field, and it deserves more recognition than it's getting. The fact that they're not even mentioning it in these pamphlets is just wrong."
"Or, and hear me out here, maybe it's because there's only a handful of magizoologists in the entire country, and not many wizards are interested in getting their heads ripped off by a chimera."
"That's a ridiculous overstatement, Barty," she retorted. "You're acting like magizoologists are the only ones who deal with dangerous creatures. Aurors fight dark wizards, and curse breakers explore cursed tombs. And they're still mentioned in these pamphlets. Why is it that magizoology is the only career being snubbed?"
Barty just shrugged. Realising she was getting nowhere, Pandora huffed and turned her attention elsewhere. Avery was sitting beside her with a sheet of parchment spread out across her lap, chewing absently on the end of her quill. At the top of the page, written in neat handwriting, was:
