"Undoubtedly." Harry’s eyes flickered to the stack of letters that had arrived for her just that day. Ever since her scores had been posted, she had been offered countless ministry positions and even more apprenticeship positions. It had even contained a short note from none other than their former professor, in which Snape almost congratulated her on her perfect potion results, only to mention that brewing Draught of the Living Dead was a rather simple task so she shouldn’t let it go to her head. He had also added that life debt or not, he would not be taking her -or anybody for that matter- as an apprentice.