A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 240 A New Look at LCA Press

Felix politely but resolutely rejected the exchange request made by the current dean of St. Mungo, "Sorry, one morning a week is the limit of my free time, and I have to spend time summarizing the treatment plan of the Longbottoms. "

Standing at the entrance of St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries, Felix revealed the latest treatment progress to Mrs. Longbottom, "At most three treatments, they will reach the critical point of recovery.

At that time, I will use Frank and Alice's emotions as a link to tie their memory recovery process together.

As long as the self-recovery ability of one of them is stimulated, the other will also benefit. "

Old Mrs. Longbottom's hands were intertwined. She suppressed the excitement in her heart and asked rationally: "There will be no accidents, will the other be dragged down because of this bond?"

Felix smiled and said, "Don't worry, Mrs. Longbottom. It's really not appropriate for two strangers, but Frank and Alice are different. After such a long treatment, I'm pretty sure that they are each other The most important person in life..."

After parting from Mrs. Longbottom, he took a trip to Diagon Alley. The LCA building had taken on a new look at the moment. The dilapidated and old buildings were painted in bright rainbow colors, constantly attracting the attention of passers-by.

On the newly erected plaque, a little boy holding the small window of the Ferris wheel smiled happily.

He could still see several seven or eight-year-old children beside him pointing at the huge plaque, hanging themselves in the arms of their parents, screaming excitedly.

'Looks like Andys and Dobby are doing well. '

The foyer on the first floor was repurposed, and when Felix entered the building, a young witch greeted him, "Hello, sir, how can I help you?"

"I'm looking for Andis," said Felix curtly.

"you are--"

"Felix Hemp, the shareholder of this company."

The young witch's eyes lit up, "Mr. Haipu, please go this way and go up to the third floor. Mr. Andis said hello. No matter what time you are, you can find him directly."

"Isn't his room on the second floor?"

"The second floor has been converted into a production office. There are twenty skilled painters in it. They were all former employees of LCA Comics Publishing House." The witch introduced.

"You know it well?"

"My father used to work for Mr. Andis' grandfather, but then the publishing house went from bad to worse, and many people left. Now, the company is revitalized, and quite a few people have been invited back." The witch said happily.

Felix nodded, and he was led to a long and narrow office on the third floor. Andis, with a bearded face, was discussing enthusiastically with an old wizard. He stared and shouted: "We need to speed up Progress! Publishers from three more countries have come to seek cooperation."

The old wizard also replied in a rough voice: "Insufficient manpower, little Andis! I also hope to speed up the progress, but skilled painters are hard to find. I have summoned old employees as much as possible."

"We can grow our own."

"It's a good idea, but distant water can't save near fire."

After they finished chatting, Felix stepped forward, and Andis's eyes lit up, he hugged him fiercely with open arms, and said complainingly: "Oh, my God, our great hero and big shareholder are finally willing to come over Take a look!"

"Honestly, how long has it been since you took a shower?" Felix took a step back subconsciously, the smell was too strong, and he gave Andis a clean up. "It's not that I don't care. Isn't it Duobi? He can represent me. By the way, what about others?"

"Downstairs, he has several jobs and works hard... Where did you find the house elf, and introduce one to me."

"Don't be kidding." Felix shook his head. "I'm here today to see if you're in trouble and if you need my help."

"You can see that too," Andis shrugged, "Insufficient manpower is the biggest problem. Unless you can find a large number of employees."

"Are there any specific requirements?"

"Experienced and skilled painters are of course the best. If not, we can also train them ourselves, but they have to be hardworking... After all, this job is a bit boring."

Felix thought for a while and called Dobby over.

Dobby was still in his little suit, but in a very different spirit. "Great, generous Mr. Hype!" he screamed excitedly.

Felix automatically translated his words into a greeting, "Hello, Dobby." He said with a straight face, "Listen, Dobby, I have an idea and I need you to help me with it."

"It's Dobby's pleasure to be of service to you!"

Felix paused for a moment, he still couldn't get used to the elf's speaking style: "Currently the publishing house is short of manpower, I want to ask you, do you know any house elves, the ones without masters?"

Dobby gave him a tangled look, his tennis-ball eyes were full of hesitation, he twisted his body uneasily, "Yes, sir. Some..."

"Is there any hindrance?" Felix asked quietly.

"They're not in great shape. For house-elves, losing their owner means losing everything. They're often devastated and devastated."

"Dobby, can you convince them to work for me?"

Dobby's eyes widened, "Is that okay? Dobby has been thinking... oh, Dobby is too greedy, but Dobby has been hesitant to mention it all this time..."

Felix laughed. "They work for me and I pay them. Sounds fair."

His thoughts don't stop there. From the previous conversation with Andis, he found that Dobby's position is a bit awkward. It is difficult for elves to directly command wizards - they are usually commanded, so Dobby is more of an assistant Work, or be temporarily pulled out by Andis as a facade, dealing with wizards from pure-blood families.

This is not what he wants.

"Dobby," Felix looked at him seriously, "you help me find those free elves, I don't care whether they are wild or expelled. You are responsible for persuading them If there is no approval, bring them to see me, and if there is no problem, they can get a formal job, and all of them will be managed by you."

Dobby blinked his eyes wide and nodded vigorously. He was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes——

"Dobby, Dobby is an honor!"

This made Felix feel a little strange.

'It's just what they need. For repetitive tasks, the elves are completely competent.And using Dobby to manage other house-elves is even easier. '

……

At three o'clock in the afternoon, in the snow, Felix came to Hogsmeade's Hog's Head pub.

This bar hidden in a small alley looks inconspicuous, with the pig's head sign creaking and shaking in the cold wind.

Standing at the door, Felix, who was wearing a cloak, hood and mask, couldn't help but want to laugh. Why did he always think of this first when talking about underground transactions?
Maybe it's because it's popular here for guests to hide their faces?

The Pig's Head Bar is equivalent to a semi-open black market. The owner of the bar doesn't care much, allowing some shady transactions to be carried out here, and it is even possible to use this indulgence as a way to attract guests.

He also saw the figures of dementors in the distance. They formed a group of two and kept patrolling back and forth.

Somewhat hilariously though, some Dementors are noticeably shorter than their companions.

"I didn't expect to meet familiar monsters..."

(End of this chapter)