'This summer at least I might offer you another option?' Meserimus said thoughtfully outloud. 'I'm doing some work, a research project that will require some students help.' he explained a little gently. He had noted Mister Leveretts skill, but the quiet boy had never expressed the sort of up front ambition or interest that he had found in the likes of Miss Lestrange. 'I'll be offering several students the chance to work on this project under my supervision'.

He picked at a stray splinter of wood from the lid of the wood box and flicked it through the air where his old eyes immediatly lost sight of it. 'Might this be something that would interst you?' Meserimus stated cooly, trying not to place too much pressure on the response. 'It would mean you likely wouldn't go back to your regular accomodations, it would take all of the summer.' he explained, 'and would pay a reasonably amount for the inconvienance of losing your summer holidays'