The Mental Mentorship
In the wizarding world, not everyone can be as brave as Harry Potter and offer immediate assistance…hence….
Chapter 1 – Passing the Knut
The professors at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry stood awkwardly in a circle staring down at their boots for what seemed like an eternity. Not one of their number appeared interested in conversing out of fear of broaching a particular subject they all wished to avoid. Eventually, Minerva McGonagall addressed the inevitable task at hand.
"Well, someone has got to introduce the poor girl to her mentor, said Minerva abruptly." I guess as Deputy Headmistress it is, after all, my responsibility."
"I heard she's a smart one, good grades an' all at school. I reckon after this she'll be lookin' inter' another line of work," offered Hagrid.
Professor Sprout was a bit more helpful regarding the placing of their newest addition to the teaching staff.
"Of course I can find some work for her to do, but Longbottom has been assisting me after classes have ended for the day. That boy has quite an interest in Herbology as well as an affinity for the subject matter. We all know he has struggled and experienced difficulties in school. I would hate to discourage a strong talent in a particular area. However, I could always use an extra hand. Plants, herbs, and the like require constant care and attention to thrive."
Professor McGonagall spoke again.
"Yes, that is true. I myself would be more than happy to take her on from time to time…, quite frankly, most of our subjects do not require much assistance. The students need to be practicing and mastering spells on their own. There is, however, much more preparation involved before and after potions classes…."
"Minerva, I will do it," piped up Flitwick. "Where is our newest staff member?"
"She is meeting with the Headmaster," said McGonagall.
"Well, I will find her and introduce her to Severus. As for Charms, I would like to invite her in for an observation. I am sure she could help me supervise and assist where needed," asserted Flitwick.
"Thank you, Filius," said Minerva. "Your offer is most considerate."
The group disbanded. But not before agreeing to meet at The Three Broomsticks later in the week.
"All right then. That settles the matter. A good day to you all," said McGonagall, in a crisp, yet drawling Scottish lilt."
The professors, looking relieved, then proceeded to file in through the heavy doors of Hogwarts Castle where their students were scurrying about, eager to arrive at their next class.