Meserimus nodded thoughtfully and resolved to write to the boy’s guardian such as they were. While he was sure to receive no objection, if what he understood of Mister Leverett’s circumstances to be true. But the paid apprenticeship would offer Mister Leverett some stability, an income, and perhaps a chance to improve his lot in life. Meserimus had been born into wealth, he had always known comfort but he wasn’t blind, he had seen real hardship up close and personal.
There were some students in his house Meserimus had taken an interest in, he had paid the school fees of more than one child, both at Hogwarts and at Durmstrang in his long long life. It was not philanthropy – well not entirely, but rather the view that a talent left untutored was a waste to all of wizard kind. Despite his appearances, he was a believer that a rising tide lifts all boats* and being known as the person who had recognised the talent and skill of a particularly adept young man or woman he thought of as rather the feather in his cap. But in Mister Leveretts case there was something else, he felt like an exceptional talent – more perhaps than even the likes of Miss Lestrange, who was excellent by virtue of her hard work and the access she had to every resource on gods green earth to help her advance – she succeeded because of her station, Mister Leverett seemed likely to succeed in spite of it, and if there was some small thing Meserimus could do it was a small price to be paid.
’Then it is settled then Mister Leverett’ he said cheerily, clapping a hand on his back ,and offering him another piece of the chocolate, ’presuming your guardian is amenable, when the school closes for summer you will acompnay me to my home in Hogsmeade.’ he explained. Katerina wouldn’t mind he was sure, and his children would be sure to enjoy the additional company. ’I’ll be posting the request invitation to all students next week, if you wouldn’t mind sending me your ‘application’ but consider yourself already accepted’ he noted with a twitch of his moustache.
(*I’m not sure if this idiom is as universal as I think it is HereThere were some students in his house Meserimus had taken an interest in, he had paid the school fees of more than one child, both at Hogwarts and at Durmstrang in his long long life. It was not philanthropy – well not entirely, but rather the view that a talent left untutored was a waste to all of wizard kind. Despite his appearances, he was a believer that a rising tide lifts all boats* and being known as the person who had recognised the talent and skill of a particularly adept young man or woman he thought of as rather the feather in his cap. But in Mister Leveretts case there was something else, he felt like an exceptional talent – more perhaps than even the likes of Miss Lestrange, who was excellent by virtue of her hard work and the access she had to every resource on gods green earth to help her advance – she succeeded because of her station, Mister Leverett seemed likely to succeed in spite of it, and if there was some small thing Meserimus could do it was a small price to be paid.
’Then it is settled then Mister Leverett’ he said cheerily, clapping a hand on his back ,and offering him another piece of the chocolate, ’presuming your guardian is amenable, when the school closes for summer you will acompnay me to my home in Hogsmeade.’ he explained. Katerina wouldn’t mind he was sure, and his children would be sure to enjoy the additional company. ’I’ll be posting the request invitation to all students next week, if you wouldn’t mind sending me your ‘application’ but consider yourself already accepted’ he noted with a twitch of his moustache.
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Bee is amazing