Surprising changes
"What happened, Albus?" Minerva cried in horror after seeing his blackened hand.
"Cooking accident," he waved it nonchalantly.
"Cooking accident? Be serious, Albus. You..."
"I just forgot that being genius won't always save me."
"Albus, it looks terrible. You should see a Healer."
"It is well cared of, Minerva," he smiled. "I just doesn't look nice, but I am an old man and old men usually don't look like as pretty as when they were in their younger days. You should be asking more important questions."
"Like?" Minerva sighted. She knew that he won't tell her more about his hand.
"Who will get one year job this year, perhaps?"
"And?"
"Severus."
Minerva gasped in surprise. "But Albus, are you sure about it? You never wanted..."
"I need this year Horace Slughorn here in Hogwarts and Severus finally deserves his reward for good service."
His eyes were glittering and he was offering her some candy. She knew he won't tell her more, no matter how many questions were coming out in her head. Here it was once again. He had some ingenious plan and he wasn't sharing it. All she could do was hope that he is right again.
