Dear Dumbledore,

It has come to my attention that you are in need of a temporary teacher for the class Care of Magical Creatures. I would like to apply for the job no doubt you are wondering about me seeing as how I did not attend Hogwarts. To spare you the trouble of checking I also did not attend Durmstrang Institute or Beauxbatons Academy of Magic. I was taught magic by my uncle outside of any schools.

Due to my uncle's life style I have been in the position to both meet and wok with many magical creatures.

I understand any reluctance you may have to hire a man from just a letter which is why I would like to schedule an interview of sorts if I may. Please, if possible send me correspondence via owl.

Sincerely,

Marvin Emrys

Merlin rubbed his cramping hand as he read through the letter. Sighing he decided it was bound to make Dumbledore suspicious but it was the best that he could do at the time. If Dumbledore was seriously worried he'd speak to the portraits of the founders and by choosing an alias that had the name Emrys he'd practically guaranteed they'd urge Dumbledore to give him the position he wanted.

After one more read through Merlin enclosed the letter in an envelope which he sealed with was and spelled so that only Dumbledore could open it. Then Merlin whispered in the language of the old religion and his eyes flashed golden as the envelope rushed out of the window towards Hogwarts.

Merlin stood up and went to the window to watch the letter disappear. His thoughts took him back in time, back to Camelot. It'd been so very long since he'd last seen Arthur and soon he'd be returning. That was the only reason Merlin was integrating himself into Hogwarts. He could sense that Arthur was on the verge of returning and that he'd have to be in a position to help. What better way to do that then to gather information at the very school of the boy connected to Voldemort? Of course he was also going because the Old Religion wanted him to, Merlin wasn't foolish enough to believe that the decision was his alone, not when he could feel the magic pounding through his body.