Though hardly elated by the middling scores, Blythe was pleased that her aunt was not surprised, either. The only thing worse than being a disappointment in the eyes of the Lord was being a disappointment in the eyes of her aunt, for the former was much more understanding. And had less of a habit of making that disappointment known.
But even so, what were her options? What career could she cobble together from her possible NEWTs that would justify—to Temperance Fairchild's satisfaction—that two more years at Hogwarts was "worth it"?
"Potions, herbology, divination, charms, and astronomy would give me a typical NEWT course load," Blythe offered shyly before hastily adding, "if I were to return. I daresay better credentials would make me more desirable as a potential governess."
It was a bit of a stretch, she knew, for a witch from her background to find herself in such a role, but the Fairchilds had enough ties within the Church that it was not outside the realm of possibility. An educated, demure, pious girl had to be an asset, hadn't she?
But even so, what were her options? What career could she cobble together from her possible NEWTs that would justify—to Temperance Fairchild's satisfaction—that two more years at Hogwarts was "worth it"?
"Potions, herbology, divination, charms, and astronomy would give me a typical NEWT course load," Blythe offered shyly before hastily adding, "if I were to return. I daresay better credentials would make me more desirable as a potential governess."
It was a bit of a stretch, she knew, for a witch from her background to find herself in such a role, but the Fairchilds had enough ties within the Church that it was not outside the realm of possibility. An educated, demure, pious girl had to be an asset, hadn't she?
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