That contestant sat down, only to see him sitting at the side of the table. Both his hands were placed on his knees, that soup ladle was bent in less than a second! Snape didn't mind, the hand holding the soup ladle shook slightly, and the soup ladle straightened out again.
"Again."
Snape emotionlessly said.
This time, that contestant started to feel strained, beads of sweat trickled down his forehead. Only then did he see the soup ladle slowly bend. He panted as he wiped his sweat, looking at Snape with renewed hope.
"Again." Snape repeated his previous actions.
On the third attempt, that contestant seemed to be straining even more. His entire body started to tremble slightly, his eyes almost popping out of his eye sockets. But after exerting all his strength, he only managed to bend the soup ladle slightly. Snape maintained his emotionless face, waving his hand, he pointed to that contestant and said.
"Go sit over there."
That contestant didn't know what his results were, helplessly, he could only go over and sit. At this moment, the bearded man sat beside Sheyan, silently using his nightmare imprint to transmit a message. This action would undoubtedly consume utility points, but there was no danger of being eavesdropped.
"This guy is called Jason, a core member of the small scale Banks Syndicate. It's said that his spirit has exceeded 25 points, his known ability is called 'Fire Tooth', it belongs to the fire type offensive ability, its might is relatively strong, and can even cause a burning effect."
At this moment, another contestant volunteered to sit in front of Snape's table. Sheyan nodded slightly, transmitting another message.
"Looks like, this Snape's selection criteria is based on a contestant's basic attributes – spirit and intelligence." “
Although Sheyan had already guessed the intentions of Snape and the Hogwarts school behind him, he still purposely asked the bearded man.
"It's said that Hogwarts only recruits children with high magical talent right? Then why is Snape recruiting us? " “
The bearded man's eyes flickered, his lips curled into a cold smile.
"Magic isn't omnipotent, it will still deplete the caster's MP. If one forcefully uses magic after exhausting their MP, then they will have to replenish it with their vitality. Hogwarts has a total of 4 academies, even if every student enters from the age of 10 to 12, they will still have to live there for 7 years. In the entire Hogwarts school, there are at least 800 permanent students, at its peak it would exceed a thousand, and among them, there are only 20 teachers! "
"Alright, even if there is almighty magic and the help of some house elves, to take care of these little ancestors' daily necessities is definitely not an easy matter. You must know, children below 14 years of age usually have difficulties in taking care of themselves. Furthermore, children who have entered puberty face even more troubles. Puppy love, sexual relations, miscarriages, rebellious, jealous, marijuana, brawls, gangs … … these are just the problems that torment the headmasters of ordinary schools. If these children were to master some kind of destructive magic, then I believe the troubles would not be as simple as just multiplying by several folds."
"That's why we need handymen who have the potential to master basic magic. Their role is to do the dirty and messy chores, while the respectable teachers only need to move their legs." Sheyan suddenly realized and concluded.
"Oh right, it seems like the Ministry of Magic in this world has grasped the ability to make people lose their memories or even forge memories … … this solves the last problem. Once these temporary workers work in the school for too long, they will bring a considerable sum of money and a forged memory back to the human world. Oh, wrong, it's the muggle society. "
While the two of them were conversing, 7-8 people successively sat together with Jason. But after that, no one else went up. Everyone was self-aware, they were all clear about their personal attributes, there was no need to go up and embarrass themselves. On the other hand, the three managers were standing anxiously at the side, gritting their teeth. It was probably because the number of people who passed the interview this time was directly related to their salary and bonus for the month and even their year-end bonus. Thus, they kept displaying rich body language at the side, as if they couldn't wait to rush everyone up for Lord Snape to take a look.
Seeing that there was an awkward silence in the interview, the three managers went to persuade Sheyan. Unfortunately, Sheyan became the first choice. Faced with the endless bombardment of words from the professional manager, Sheyan quickly retreated and shrugged his shoulders.
"Alright, I'll give it a try."
Actually, Sheyan also wished to meet Snape face to face. From the information he gathered, Snape's strength was strong, his disguise was good, his patience was good, and his forbearance was deep. He could be said to be one of the most valiant people in the entire Harry Potter magical world. It would be good if he could gather some information.
But when Sheyan sat in front of Snape, the man was originally leaning back on the chair with his eyes closed. When he saw Sheyan sitting in front of him, his eyes slightly opened a slit, using his empty gaze to sweep across half a glance, he then made a very clear gesture – waving his hand. Sheyan helplessly shrugged his shoulders, standing up to leave. He wasn't the least bit surprised by this outcome. Until now, his intelligence was 5 points, and his spirit was 4 points. The cruel reality was, a normal person's spirit could reach 5 points.
Snape's interview ended after ten minutes. Two lucky people were selected to be on the list at the last moment, even though they could only make the spoon on the table move slightly. The remaining people were ignored by the loving Mr Snape with a wave of his long black robe. The customers in the bar seemed to be used to this kind of test. They were all engrossed in their drinks or whispering to each other, not even glancing over.
At this moment, Sheyan naturally sat together with the bearded man, he introduced himself to the bearded man: Seaman. The bearded man called himself Jack, he even added a sentence: Jack the Ripper from Jack the Ripper.
The name Jack was very common in western countries, it was as common as China's Brother Qiang. Apart from Captain Jack Sparrow, Jack the Ripper was the most famous one. He dismembered at least 5 women in London, dissecting their internal organs, and even wrote a letter to the police challenging them. More importantly, he was never caught, his true identity had already been lost in the long river of history. When the bearded man gave this name, it was filled with a vicious and cruel aura.
When the two of them exchanged names, Sheyan's hands clasped together, as though exchanging business cards. He then gave a simple introduction of his abilities:
"I am Seaman, I can engage in mid range attacks, of course I can also engage in close combat, my weakness is ….. I can't endure prolonged battles."
"I am Jack, I specialize in continuous and rapid attacks, because I have a defensive type ability, prolonging the battle is actually beneficial to me."
"I sincerely feel, knowing you is my fortune."
"I think so too."
The atmosphere in the bar turned silent after Snape and the other contestants left. The remaining people started to whisper to each other, especially those who were originally in the same party. At present, there were still 20 contestants present, without exception they all leaned towards physical attacks. Now that they were tossed aside, their hearts were naturally filled with resentment.
Sheyan sat on the chair with his eyes closed, he knew that the nightmare realm wouldn't set such a high threshold, just the initial main mission would force him to eliminate 2/3 of the contestants. Of course, he didn't exclude the possibility of killing the selected contestants to snatch the token. But in this scenario, the drop rate of contestants dying was 33%. If that was the truth, then the difficulty of this world was simply too high.
Therefore, Sheyan could basically deduce that the nightmare realm had a backup plan, specially used to deal with these innocent losers. Since Snape had appeared at the recruitment site, then it was obvious who would deal with people like him who were inclined towards physical attacks. Following the rumbling of an incomparably powerful Harley motorcycle engine, the bar's door was pushed open. That 2.5m tall and 2m wide door was instantly blocked by a huge black shadow. Even so, that black shadow still had to lower his head to enter the bar.
This was a huge man with a thick beard and hair. His height and size far exceeded that of an ordinary person, but his eyes flashed with a spirited and intelligent glow. His lips and nose were slightly plump, which ingeniously diluted the pressure and impact of his body. When he heavily placed his huge and heavy body on the bar's four corner stool, that sturdy beech stool emitted a series of creaking sounds, but ultimately it endured.
"Rupert? Hagrid. " Sheyan's heart rapidly flashed with this name. "Father is a wizard, mother is a giant, he has a certain degree of magical talent, but is more proficient in animal habits. He can practically raise all kinds of dangerous creatures. His current identity should be the key manager of Hogwarts, the guardian of the hunting grounds. More importantly, he is deeply trusted by Headmaster Dumbledore."
"Hey, Nick? Give me a glass of whisky, no ice. "Hagrid waved his hand towards the bar owner, and waited for the whisky to be served before taking a sip. He then used a resonant voice to beckon to the remaining contestants.
"Young fellows, look here, I will be in charge of your upcoming interviews. First of all, please sit by my side. "
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