The Tales of Hogwarts

Albus Dumbledore (I)

Paperwork had always been the most tedious part of the job. The desk in the Headmasters office was covered in sheets of parchment. Letters to be sent to parents, paperwork to be sent to the ministry and the occasional complaint from staff, pupils or parents. Albus had been sleeping when the password had been muttered and the metal sound of his staircase moving had startled him into waking. The door opened and as Albus sat up he saw a man dressed from head to toe in electric blue clothes enter the room.

"Oh, sorry, did I wake you ?" The man asked as Albus rubbed his eyes.

"Yes," Dumbledore muttered, pushing his moon shaped glasses up his croaked nose and in front of his eyes, "But I shouldn't have been sleeping anyway." He added motioning to the desk.

"Oh yes," The man in the expensive looking suit said, "My office looks a lot like this, full of things I dare not throw away because they become useful and mountains of paperwork."

Dumbledore stared at the man for a little while before opening his mouth again, "I do not wish to be rude, but who are you and why are you here ?"

"Oh yes sorry," The man in electric blue said, placing his equally expensive suitcase on the desk, "I'm Mr Wiskins and I'm here about the new job opening."

Dumbledore stared at the man long and hard, "What do you teach ?"

"Oh I teach Potions and Transfiguration." Mr Wiskins said. "My old school didn't hire much staff. I can also teach Charms."

"Very good," Dumbledore said standing. "May I see your credentials ?"

The man, who had just sat down, sprung to feet and made an extremely large deal of opening his briefcase. Albus remembered how nervous he was when he applied for his job at Hogwarts.

"Here," Mr Wiskins said, handing Dumbledore a dozen pieces of parchment. Dumbledore lowed his glasses to read then stared up at the man. The man had the look of a friendly man, his short beard was neat and tidy and his hair seemed to be groomed regularly.

"It says you worked at Gumbleberry school for young wizards for 3 years. But does not say what you taught." Dumbledore said slowly.

"I taught Potions and when I moved to Wizards and Witches school of Rawhampton I taught Transfiguration." The man called Wiskins informed Dumbledore.

"This is very impressive," Dumbledore read on, "O's in all your OWLs, O's in all but Care of Magical creatures at NEWT level and a Masters in Transfiguration, Potions, Charms and Defence Against the Dark Arts."

"I do not teach Defence against the dark arts !" Mr Wiskins blurted. Dumbledore understood. The job of Defence against the Dark arts at Hogwarts school had been rumoured across the country as jinxed. One died, two fired, one lost his memory and one locked in a box. And all this in five years,

"Very well," Dumbledore said softly. "You shall either get the job of Transfiguration or Potions depending on who the new headmaster is."

Mr Wiskins nodded, but didn't understand.

"I intend to retire this Christmas," Dumbledore said rising to his feet and walking to the door. "I am currently in decision of whether to give my job to our current head of Slytherin and Potions teacher, Severus Snape or the current head of Griffindor and our Transfiguration teacher, Minerva McGonagall."

And at that Dumbledore walked across the room and opened the door.

"Please come back on the 24th of December and you shall be given either of those to jobs." Dumbledore added as the Man walked out the door. "Goodbye."