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Chapter 173 New Book

Harry Potter: A Certain Ancient Rune Professor of Hogwarts (TL) by Crazy_Darkside_Cat

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Professor Flitwick waved his hand repeatedly, "I'm very sorry, Minerva, a moment of excitement ... as you know, I've been studying that magic for years."

Professor McGonagall's anger calmed down a bit, and she asked with wonder, "How Effective is it?"

"It's great, thanks to Felix. We agreed that this ancient magic has great potential to be tapped, and it might even work on creatures like fire dragons. We called it 'Great Zooming Charm', a fusion of the Shrinking Charm and Enlargement Charm, but with a much stronger effect."

"Is it, truly, that exaggerated?"

"Yes, Minerva, it's that exaggerated. Of course, it still needs to be refined."

Professor Sprout hurried back and carefully tended the two yew wand trees, but she had nothing nice to say to the originator until Felix gave her three big packets of magic plant seeds that he got from the black market.

"These seeds are very precious, where did you buy them?" Sprout looked at him in amazement.

Felix said vaguely, "I got them from a friend in France, it's purely a lucky find, next time I won't have such a good chance. ..."

Sprout thought he had got it from the French Ministry of Magic by using his connections, so she did not pursue it further and instead discussed with him the usefulness of these seeds.

"This is the seed of the Snargaluff pods, which looks somewhat like a brown thorny vine in the pod. It can be used in sixth-year classes." She described it.

"This is the seed of the Alihotsy."

"And this, the seed of the Wiggentree, which emits an aura that repels low-level dark creatures, I'd love to plant it around Hogwarts ..."

"Oh my god, there are even seeds of Gillyweed! Felix, did you see that? Gillyweed! It originates from the Mediterranean Sea and is a marvellous aquatic plant that can be consumed directly to breathe underwater, but that would be a pure waste, and its role in the field of potions is even more irreplaceable."

Sprout rambled on, her chubby body constantly shuttling through the third greenhouse, finding bottles and jars from the corners and storing the seeds in separate containers.

She hummed cheerfully, cheerful as a bee - chubby, but very hard-working one.

Felix looked around the place, the smell of dirt and fertilizer mixed in the air, accompanied by a heavy scent of flora, leaving his nose in a state of conflict - wanting to breathe freely, but also somehow wanting to cover his nose.

The huge canopy of flowers hanging on the ceiling looked like a colourful umbrella, which laid out the space above the greenhouse in a staggered and highly layered manner.

Felix inquired, "Are these umbrella flowers?"

"Yes, they are highly fragrant flowers, but beware, do not become too enamoured."

Felix agreed with a smile as he looked at the rows of umbrella flowers gently swaying their bodies above the ground, and next to them were some empty pots, a leaf half-hidden in the dirt.

"Is this the pot used for Mandrake?" Felix picked up the leaf and examined it carefully.

Professor Sprout looked up, "Oh, indeed. The adult Mandrake is way too dangerous, so I only have two plants in my collection, but the effect is really strong, the little wizard who got petrified recovered in less than a quarter of an hour."

"I seem to remember his name is Colin Creevey, Severus mentioned him to me." Felix tried to remember and ended up shaking his head after reminiscing.

"A freshman, not even three months after school, was petrified, laid in bed for most of the year, and the third day after he opened his eyes final exams came, er ... kinda tragic."

Felix returned to the office happily with a pocketful of complimentary gifts.

Later that night, he and Nicolas Flamel worked through some questions via photo. Frankly, Nicolas Flamel looked younger and healthier in the photo, and although he had a full head of white hair, the photo appeared more vibrant than in person, and he had a feeling that the Nicolas Flamel he had met at the Boathouse Hotel seemed somewhat dull and sullen.

It's not exactly convenient to communicate through photo, but it's not as troublesome as one might think. Because Felix is not a zero-basis student, but a deep-rooted rune master, they focus more on communication than teaching.

The interaction between the two is usually the same: Felix will ask a question, Nicolas Flamel thinks about it, and then provides him with a way forward.

Or Nicolas Flamel introduced him to some out-of-the-way, but very useful books. For example, "Acalisto's Palace" - such unknown titles like this, Felix would not have paid attention to it before, unless he really idle one day, randomly looking for a book to read.

But even if he reads a book casually, he will pick an interesting name.

For example, the L.C.A. comic book publisher published "The Adventures of Martin Miggs, the Mad Muggle", a record of a muggle from France, Martin Miggs, who entered the wizarding world by mistake and what he experienced.

After reading it, Felix's impression is that a big reason why the wizards did not introduce film devices for their common people maybe that magic is just too convenient, and the little wizards watching comic books would feel like watching a split-screen film.

And it's useless to introduce it; it's hard for wizards to empathize with normal people's lives, and they'll be curious about why they don't use magic.

Anyway, the pair would chat about muggle issues, including parts of his own book drafts.

Today Nicolas Flamel recommended three more cold books to him, Felix didn't expect that he would be left with a list of books, and it is true that the world is unpredictable.

"That's all for today, Felix, I'm a little tired." Nicolas Flamel in the photo had drowsy eyes.

"Good night, Nicholas."

After the exchange, Felix organized his workbench, he put away the postcards his assistant had sent from France in the drawer and took out a thick stack of book manuscripts.

He had completed his scheduled plan of preparing two books to confront both the potential soon-to-be wizards and the adult wizards -

In one book titled "The Strange Adventures of Young Wizard Mick", he used the format of the wizarding world's dynamic comic book to describe the story of a 10-year-old prep wizard who will be sent to study in a normal school for a year.

Mick originally intended to mingle and quietly wait for his acceptance letter to Hogwarts, but unexpectedly became fascinated by the life at school. From fresh and interesting lessons to diverse forms of games, as well as visits to museums, amusement parks, volunteer work, and other practical activities ... introduces an otherwise foreign world from a child's point of view.

The other book is a popular science book for adult wizards, with the eye-catching name "Muggle World 'Magic'", the idea is to explain the most superficial basic technology of the Muggle world with the most rigorous logic and words.

After checking the manuscript and not finding any omissions, Felix reconfirmed the appointment time on the calendar.

"Tomorrow at 9 a.m., 126a Diagon Alley, Little Red Books."

"Tomorrow at 10 a.m., 15b South of Diagon Alley, L.C.A. Comic Book Publishers."

The former is the book company he all along cooperated with, it had successfully published "History of Magic" and "Home Life and Social Habits of British Muggles", both of which are Hogwarts' current textbooks.

Because there is a good experience in cooperation, so there is not much trouble.

The latter - L.C.A. Comic Book Publishers, specializing in the children's market, he has never dealt with them, and can only see when the time comes, but it is good that he has made some preparations.

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Chapter 174 L.C.A. Comic Book Publishers

Harry Potter: A Certain Ancient Rune Professor of Hogwarts (TL) by Crazy_Darkside_Cat

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

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

"No need to send off, ma'am. It's been a pleasure to continue working with you ."

"Oh my!~ Mr. Hap, you are being too humble, your books are always quite enlightening."

Felix walked down the dark brown wooden steps and blended into the crowd, a wave of relief washed over him at that moment, 'First book negotiated, with barely any effort.'

'But it's the next one which will be the highlight.'

He made his way through Diagon Alley, took a turn in front of the Gringotts Wizarding Bank, and turned into another side street, counting the door numbers along the way.

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

The building looked dirty and in such a state of decay that the letters on its sign were peeling off. He could barely make out the letter L, which cast a shadow over whatever he wanted to do next.

In the gap between the building and the house next to it, there are huge rows of rubbish cans stacked up, also with traces of the letters L.C.A. on them.

He made his way up the pitch-black stairs to the first floor and pushed open a scraped oak door, and a fine stream of creaking noise broke into his ears.

He seemed to have entered another world, where the walls were covered with dense, colourful comic sketches that concealed the walls themselves.

Most of the drawings featured a young boy with a beret and striped shirt, who live in different scenes: being chased by a group of Bowtruckle; holding a small wooden stick in his hand and constantly waving it; riding a one-horned rhinoceros, excitedly turning his head to greet his companions; standing on the roof of a farmhouse wearing a wizard's cloak ...

But Felix can also see that these paintings are quite old, part of the colour of the manuscript has faded, a few in the corner are also filled with purple mould patches.

All of this suggests that this publishing house used to be glorious, but now it is somewhat in decline.

"Is there anyone there? Mr. Andys?" Felix shouted.

After some time, a door pushed open beside him, the door is hidden in the layer of sketches, Felix did not notice it at first.

A thin, middle-aged male wizard stared at him, unshaven, and he asked in a heavily nasal voice: "Felix Hap?"

"It's me, and I suppose you're Mr. Andys? We made an appointment."

The male wizard unclasped the doorknob, "Come in, it's a bit of a mess in there." He backed away from the door with a self-conscious smile.

Felix frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything and followed the male wizard into the room, which reeked of unpleasant smell, various miscellaneous things were piled up haphazardly, and he saw a few plates of leftover food in the corner.

This makes his scalp numb, subconsciously he wanted to Apparite away from here.

The only thing that gave him some relief about the place, which might be barely considered as a painting room, as he saw fresh paints and canvases with excellent half-drawn sketches on them.

He decided to take a deeper look, but only if the room met his aesthetic.

"Purgato! Purgato! Scourgify!" (there's no incantation mentioned for Cleaning Charm, so I used Purgato)

Felix waved his wand repeatedly, clearing the room of all kinds of rubbish. A sudden gale of wind repeatedly raged through the modest room, the windows emitted a "gra gra" sound, and the table and chairs shook desperately, but the dust and dirt on them were quickly stripped and swept into the gale, finally forming a cloudy mass of air.

He pushed open the window and a silver Rain Swallow flew out from the tip of his wand, "Do me a favour, I remember seeing a dumpster on the way in." The rain swallow nodded at him and flew out the window, wings up, followed by a long gray trail behind it.

"You, you ..." The male wizard named Andys looked at Felix dumbfounded, his tongue-tied for a moment.

"Please sit down, Mr. Andys." Felix waved his wand and pushed the chair that had been swept away in front of him.

Andys sat down with a bewildered expression, he looked around, and only after a while did he respond, "This seems to be my place?" He first muttered in a small voice, and then he turned red and blurted out indignantly.

Felix sat across him with a calm expression and said, "Mr. Andys, let's make it short. Since you agreed to this visit, I will assume, for now, that you have a need and demand for outside submissions."

"And I, as your potential collaborator, have the right to make demands to you, at least until you explicitly refuse this."

"You ..."

Felix tapped the ring with his wand and out of it flew a stack of manuscripts, "This is my manuscript, The Strange Adventures of Young Wizard Mick, which is mentioned in my letter. You can read it first, and afterward you will decide whether we should continue the conversation or not. I don't want to waste the time of both of us."

The male wizard on the other side clutched the manuscript and looked at him with eyes full of confusion.

"What are you waiting for?"

The male wizard swallowed and laughed dryly, "Nothing, nothing."

He quickly looked down and read it, while mentally labelling Felix, a wizard with a strong personality.

The male wizard decided to pick out a few random flaws and quickly kick him out, and if he wasn't satisfied, he would simply run out into the street and ask for help on his own ...

Time passed bit by bit, and Andys became serious from the initial carelessness. Various comments came out of his mouth from time to time.

"It's not bad."

"A bit interesting."

"What is this, the mot ...or... wheel? What does it rely on to spin, and is it truly not magic?"

"Geez, two glasses of water can turn red when poured together? I guess it's some kind of transparent potion."

At some point, he dragged his chair next to Felix and discussed it with him.

"I like this section, I think it's very clever-"

Felix looked over to the scene where Mick, the young wizard, and his new muggle friend went to the store to buy clothes.

"What should I say?" Little Wizard Mick looked at the wide array of clothes in the store and asked timidly, "I'm totally confused, I look like a country bumpkin."

"Don't worry, I don't understand either, but momma told me a trick." His friend said.

The friend looked at Little Wizard Mick with confidence and said to the clerk, " My friend here has a budget of 15 pounds, and he needs a top, pants, and hopefully a bow tie. Can you do that, ma'am?"

The young clerk smiled and said, "Of course, little gentleman." She sized up little Wizard Mick's figure twice and turned around to get the right clothes.

The friend flashed a smile towards young Wizard Mick, "Well, that wasn't so hard, was it?"

...

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

Andys' expression became refined as he quickly judged the value of the manuscript, and after seven or eight minutes, he hesitantly said, "Frankly speaking, I'm not sure."

He added, "Personally, it's a rather interesting children's comic book, but I'm not so confident in my own vision. As you can see, the publisher did have a brilliant run, but since I took over, it has failed a dozen times in quick succession. Finally, I had to put the 30th-anniversary issue of the old book on sale."

"Mr. Andys, I didn't know, what do each of the three letters of L.C.A. stand for?" Felix asked.

"It's the initials of the three founders' names, the A of which is referred to my grandfather who founded it, and L, C is two of his best friends." The male wizard said.

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

"It was my grandfather's idea, and sort of his own personal experience, when he was a child, he once hosted a muggle boy who had strayed into the wizarding world, and they had fun for a week, and then got found out. The staff of the Ministry of Magic erased the boy's memory and sent him back to his home."

Felix nodded knowingly. He took several sheets of parchment from his ring, filled with various tables and data. The parchments fluttered and stuck to the wall.

"Mr. Andys, I can't prove that this manuscript will inevitably help your publishing house turn over, but we can analyse from the data, your company has published a total of seventeen sets of comic books since its establishment, of course, The Adventures of Martin Miggs is the most famous, and I got some data from my friend who is in charge of publishing journal in the Ministry of Magic, and it can be clearly found that relatively new and novel content is much more popular ..."

"At the same time, the manuscript, which targets children, which doesn't look too childish, is also very suitable for adults. If you want, we can cooperate."

Andys didn't really have much choice, unless he still wanted to continue eating the leftovers from thirty years ago.

So when Felix gave him a reason that made sense, he logically agreed to do so. Their initial plan is very conservative, first to publish a hundred books to test the waters, even if it fails, it would not hurt them.

At best, it would be a waste of time for the Andys, but time is the last thing he needs right now.

After finalizing the cooperation, Andys showed him his ancestral craft, he scribbled on one of Felix's manuscripts, and tapped with his wand, soon, the whole picture is filled with colour, the manuscript also became exquisite.

In the picture, a little boy standing in a huge Ferris wheel, and looking down from the window, by his side is a half-chewed, floating vanilla ice cream.

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

He is prepared to return to his office through the public fireplace in Diagon Alley, saving him from the Apparition to the edge of the forbidden forest and a further walk. But just then -

"Professor Hap?"

Felix looked back and saw a familiar figure in the crowd, and he said with some surprise, "Potter?"

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