"Indeed," murmured Elliot as he jotted a couple quick notes down--good use of words, logic, 'craft of writing... only forgone conclusion'--and looking back up. He liked this lad already. He hadn't let himself be thrown off by Elliot's quick attack on his expectations. "However, you surely know that you can't expect to write the front page just from the get go. And I'm sure you've done some research before applying for this position..."
His eyes glittered slightly. He'd lost count by now how many potential employees had fallen here--but they were interviewing for a job with the Prophet; why wouldn't they have thought to do their research before the interview? It reflected badly on what they would do in the future when going on interviews where they would be on the opposite side of the table.
"So, Mr Potter, what do you expect that this job entails? Tell me what you expect to find yourself doing if we hire you."