A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

The next day at 9:30am, 126a Diagon Alley.

At the door of a low white building, Felix smiled and shook hands with a woman in a long purple dress.

"No need to send it, ma'am. It is an honor to continue working with you."

"Oh~ Mr. Hepp, you are so humble, your books are always so inspiring."

Felix walked down the dark brown wooden steps and blended into the crowd, and his heart was relieved at this time, 'The first book is finished, and it took almost no effort. ’

'But then comes the main event. ’

He went all the way down Diagon Alley, turned a corner in front of Gringotts Bank, turned to another fork, and counted the house numbers all the way.

"13a, 14b, 15a on the south side of Diagon Alley... So, shop 15b should be opposite." Felix turned around and saw a seven-story building.

The building was dirty and in disrepair, with the letters on it falling off. He barely made out an L, which cast a shadow over his upcoming collaborations.

In the gap between the building and the house next to it, there is a row of huge garbage cans, which also have traces of the letters L.C.A.

He walked down the dark stairs to the second floor, pushed open a scratched oak door, and a screeching, screeching screeching sound broke into his ears.

He seemed to have come to another world, and the walls were covered with densely colored comic strips, which covered the walls themselves.

The protagonist of the drawings is mostly a young boy with a beret and a striped shirt, who is active in different scenes: being chased by a group of tree guards; waving a small wooden stick in his hand; riding a The one-horned rhino, excitedly turning his head to greet his companions; standing on the roof of a farmhouse in a wizard's cloak...

But Felix could also see that the paintings were a few years old, some of the drawings had faded, and a few in the corners were still covered with purple mildew.

All this shows that this publishing house used to be brilliant, but now it is a little down.

"Anyone? Mr. Andis?" Felix called.

After a long time, a door was pushed open beside him. The door was hidden in layers of drawings, and Felix didn't notice it for a while.

A thin middle-aged wizard stared at him, with a shaggy beard, he asked in a deep nasal voice: "Felix Hepp?"

"It's me, I think you're Mr. Andis? We made an appointment."

The wizard let go of the door handle, "Come in, it's a little messy inside." He backed away to himself.

Felix frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything. He followed the wizard into the room. There was an unpleasant smell in it, and all kinds of sundries were piled up randomly. He also saw a few plates of leftovers in the corner.

This made his scalp tingle, and he subconsciously wanted to Apparate out of here.

His only relief was that he saw fresh paints and canvases in what was barely a studio, and the half-scale drawings on them were excellent.

He decided to dig a little deeper, but only if the room fit his aesthetic.

"Clean up! Clean up! The whirlwind sweeps!"

Felix waved his wand again and again to clear all kinds of rubbish in the room. A sudden gust of wind raged repeatedly in the small room. The window made a "Glagra" sound, and the table and chairs were shaking desperately, but the top The dust and grime were quickly stripped and swept into the wind, forming a cloudy air mass.

He pushed open the window, and a silver swift flew out from the tip of his wand. "Do me a favor, I remember seeing a garbage can when I came in." The swift nodded at him and flew out the window, followed by a grey long dragon.

"You, you..." The wizard named Andis stared at Felix in a stunned manner, his tongue knotted for a moment.

"Sit down, Mr. Andis." Felix waved his wand and pushed the cleaned chair in front of him.

Andis sat down with a blank expression, he looked around, and it took a while to react, "This seems to be my home?" He muttered softly at first, then blushed and shouted angrily.

Felix sat opposite him and said calmly: "Mr. Andis, let's make a long story short. Since you have agreed to this visit, I assume that you have a need for contributions from the outside world."

"And I, as your potential partner, have the right to make demands on you, at least until you expressly refuse."

"you……"

Felix tapped the ring with his wand, and a stack of drawings flew out from it, "This is my manuscript, "The Little Wizard Mick's Adventures", I mentioned it in the letter. You can take a look first, and then you will come The decision, whether we continue the conversation. I don't want to waste the time of both parties."

The wizard on the opposite side held the drawing and looked at him with puzzled eyes.

"What are you waiting for?"

The wizard swallowed and said with a dry smile, "No, nothing."

He quickly looked down, and at the same time put a label on Felix, a wizard with a strong personality.

The wizard decided to pick out a few shortcomings at random, and then quickly drove him away. If he was not satisfied, he would run to the street and ask for help...

A little time passed, and Andis became serious from the initial inattentiveness. Various comments came out of his mouth from time to time.

"Not bad."

"interesting."

"What is this, the Ferris... Sky... Wheel? What does it spin on, isn't it really magic?"

"My God, two glasses of water can turn red when you pour them together? I guess it's some kind of transparent potion."

Not knowing when, he pulled the chair next to Felix and discussed it with him.

"I like this part, I think it's wise—"

Felix looked over, and it was the scene of the little wizard Mick and his new Muggle friend going to the store to buy clothes:

"What should I say?" The little wizard Mick asked fearfully, looking at the dazzling array of clothes in the store, "I don't understand at all, I'm a silly boy in the country."

"Don't worry, I don't understand either, but my mother gave me a trick," said his friend.

The little wizard Mick looked at his companion and said confidently to the clerk: "This friend of mine only has a budget of 15 pounds, but he needs a top, a pair of trousers, and preferably a bow tie. Can you do it, ma'am ?"

The young clerk smiled and said, "Of course, little gentleman." She took a look at the little wizard Mick's figure and turned to get the appropriate clothes.

His companion smiled at the little wizard Mick, "How about it, it's not difficult, right?"

...

After about half an hour, Felix asked him, "What do you think?"

Andis's expression became shrewd. He quickly judged the value of the manuscript. After seven or eight minutes, he hesitated: "Frankly, I'm not sure either."

He added: "Personally, it's a pretty interesting children's comic book, but I'm not that confident in my vision. As you can see, this publishing house has been brilliant, but since I took over, It failed a dozen times in a row. Finally had to release the 30th anniversary issue of the old book.”

"Mr. Andis, I haven't asked you yet, what do the three letters L.C.A stand for?" Felix asked.

"It's the abbreviation of the names of the three founders, and the A is Andis. It was created by my grandfather and two of his good friends." The wizard said.

"Then the masterpiece of your company, The Adventures of Martin Miggs..."

"It was my grandfather's idea, and his own experience, when he was a child, he had a Muggle boy who had strayed into the wizarding world, and they had a good week playing, and then they were Found. Ministry of Magic staff erased the boy's memory and sent him back to their home."

Felix nodded knowingly. He took out several pieces of parchment from the ring, which were filled with various forms and figures. The parchment fluttered and stuck to the wall.

"Mr. Andis, I can't prove that this manuscript will definitely help your publishing house turn over, but we can analyze from the data that your company has published a total of seventeen sets of comic strips since its inception, of course, "Martin Miggs" Adventures is the most famous, and I got some data from my friends in charge of publications at the Ministry of Magic, and it is clear that relatively novel content will be more popular..."

"At the same time, this manuscript, which is positioned as a children's publication, does not appear young and childish, and is also very friendly to adults. If you want, we can cooperate."

Andis doesn't really have much choice, unless he wants to continue eating the leftovers from thirty years ago.

So when Felix gave him a plausible reason, he naturally agreed. Their original plan was a conservative one, to try the waters by publishing a hundred copies, and if they failed, it wouldn't hurt.

At best, Andis wasted a little time, but the most he lacks now is time.

After finalizing the cooperation, Andis showed him his ancestral craftsmanship. He painted and scribbled on one of Felix's drawings, and tapped with his wand. Soon, the whole picture was filled with color, The drawings have also become more refined.

In the picture, a little boy is standing on a huge Ferris wheel, leaning on the window and looking down, beside him is a half-gnawed vanilla ice cream floating in the air.

Half an hour later, Felix walked out of the L.C.A building in a very happy mood.

He was ready to return to the office through the communal fireplace in Diagon Alley, before he Apparated to the edge of the Forbidden Forest and had to walk some distance. But at this moment-

"Professor Hepp?"

Felix turned his head and saw a familiar figure in the crowd. He said in surprise, "Potter?"