September 13, 1889; Evening - Hufflepuff Common Room
Having just returned from the library, it felt like a rush for the Hufflepuff. Finally, some actual progress besides help with pronunciation and understanding the words in her book. The matron was still a help, but getting to know her actual school work better and feel more confident was a real rush. She could do this. Alina reminded herself of that every time she got a bit frustrated as she studied with Miss Fairchild. This was going to work. She was a determined little badger. Having a nearly guaranteed tutor for two years was refreshing. Hopefully she wouldn't really need one by the end of the year, but getting ahead after that would be spectacular. The longer she could stay at Hogwarts, the better.
It made her wonder what sort of a career she really wanted. What OWLs she should aim for by third year. That would be Miss Fairchild's last year at the school. Perhaps she would have some insight? What did she want to do? Alina was slightly curious by the thought. Would she even stay after her OWLs? That would be a discussion for when the time comes. The main focus was to get to OWLs, pass, and go from there. Likely she would not. So that did limit her career options. Being part of the Ministry would pay well, surely. Something in her simply screamed that working as a healer was not really for her. Perhaps that would change in a few years. Until then, she simply needed to figure out her options before she was out of school and on one set path or another.
It made her wonder what sort of a career she really wanted. What OWLs she should aim for by third year. That would be Miss Fairchild's last year at the school. Perhaps she would have some insight? What did she want to do? Alina was slightly curious by the thought. Would she even stay after her OWLs? That would be a discussion for when the time comes. The main focus was to get to OWLs, pass, and go from there. Likely she would not. So that did limit her career options. Being part of the Ministry would pay well, surely. Something in her simply screamed that working as a healer was not really for her. Perhaps that would change in a few years. Until then, she simply needed to figure out her options before she was out of school and on one set path or another.
