Professor McGonagall had noticed that an unusually large number of wizards had applied for the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor these past few days. Her drawer was already stuffed full of résumés.
But this was the last résumé. There shouldn't be any more after this, right? Thinking that, Professor McGonagall could not help feeling a little pleased. It was Sunday, and she had wanted to go to Hogsmeade for a drink that afternoon.
"I already understand your circumstances. Go back and wait for our notice. Whatever the result, we will send you a reply letter."
Professor McGonagall gave the applicant a very low score. The witch before her had a gloomy air that made her uncomfortable. She was very likely someone who had been exposed to Dark Magic for a long time. For some reason, most of the people interviewed these past few days had been like this.
She did not particularly want to hire such people as teachers at Hogwarts, but she would ultimately hand these interview results over to Professor Dumbledore for his decision.
The gloomy witch sitting opposite her nodded without saying anything, then rose and left.
Professor McGonagall hurried after her. She personally saw off every person who came for an interview.
The gloomy witch looked around all the way, but made no further moves.
Professor McGonagall was a cautious person, and her gaze never left the witch. Ever since the riot at Azkaban, security in the Wizarding World had deteriorated considerably.
After seeing the interviewing witch off, Professor McGonagall was just about to head to Hogsmeade for a drink when she saw an owl flew from afar. A white letter was clutched in its talons. After circling twice in the air, it dropped the letter to her.
Professor McGonagall rubbed her temples.