"Ah, this is it. Thank you so much, Percy!"
Remus blinked, then immediately understood. A pleased expression appeared on his face as he eagerly began opening the document envelope.
Percy was not the only one curious about the envelope. Even Sirius, who had been chatting animatedly with Amelia, craned his neck and asked curiously,
"What is that, Remus?"
"Oh, you know how desperately short-handed we are here, Sirius—"
Remus tore open the seal and struggled to pull out a thick stack of parchment as he spoke.
"Not only are we lacking skilled workers, but we also need high-level talent—researchers proficient in alchemy, businesspeople skilled in communication and negotiation.
"But as you know, most outstanding Hogwarts graduates are recruited by the Ministry of Magic. It's difficult to find enough talent within Britain.
"I've tried offering high salaries to poach people from other workshops, but that was difficult too. Most of them are trusted people raised by wizarding families; they wouldn't leave for gold alone. These are the outstanding candidates I selected from thousands of résumés. After training, they can take on more important responsibilities—for instance, expanding markets, handling business affairs, dealing with Ministries of Magic in other countries, and so on.
"Amelia, I'm afraid I'll need you to send this young man an employment notice next. Ask them to report within three days. Oh, damn it, Amosta packed these too tightly—"
With a rustle, the parchments in the envelope were flung everywhere by Remus. Percy, who had been listening intently to Remus's rambling, startled backward as the sheets flew about and instinctively caught one parchment that followed a strange trajectory, as if it had been aimed specifically at his face.
"Oh, this is dreadful—"
Remus blinked his tired eyes and drew his wand, waving it at the parchments drifting everywhere. The