"George," Viktor said, repeating the name. He took a sip, and shook his head, "I did not come back to England without purpose. I wanted to work in the Quidditch department, after my injury in August. I only moved here, to do something with Quidditch. But they had no position, and told me to take the first opening and then wait; that they would transfer me. That was two months ago. I have not been here for very long at all."
He took another sip of beer, "But two months has been almost too long working in that terrible place. I don't know what I was thinking," he said miserably, "And now, things have become much, much worse."