Chapter 174： L.C.A Press

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At 9:30 the next morning, 126a Diagon Alley.

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

"No need to give it away, madam. It's an honor to continue working with you."

"Oh~ Mr. Haipu, you are too humble, your books are always so enlightening."

Felix walked down the dark brown wooden steps and blended into the crowd. At this moment, his heart felt relaxed, ‘the first book is over, it’s almost effortless. ’

‘But next is the highlight. ’

He walked all the way along 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 on the opposite side." Felix turned around and saw a seven-story building.

The building was dirty and in disrepair, all the letters on it had fallen off. He barely recognized an L letter, which cast a shadow on his next cooperation.

In the gap between the building and the house next to it, there is a row of huge trash cans, which also have traces of the letter .A on them.

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

It seems that he has come to another world, and the walls are covered with densely colored comic strips, which cover the wall itself tightly.

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

But Felix could also see that these paintings were a few years old, and the color of some of the drawings had faded, and some of the pictures in the corners had even climbed up with purple mold.

All this shows that this publishing house was once glorious, but now it is a little down.

"Anyone? Mr. Andes?" Felix shouted.

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, unshaven, and he asked in a thick nasal voice: "Felix Haip?"

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

The wizard released the doorknob, "Come in, it's a bit messy inside." He backed away on his own.

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

This made his scalp numb, and he subconsciously wanted to Apparate and leave here.

The only thing that made him a little relieved was that he saw fresh paint and canvas in this place barely regarded as a studio. The half of the drawing on it was excellent.

He decided to learn more, but only if the room fits his aesthetic.

"Clean up! Clean up! Whirlwind sweeps!"

Felix waved his magic wand again and again to clean up all kinds of garbage in the house. A sudden gust of wind repeatedly raged in the small room. The windows made a sound of "Gragra", and the tables and chairs were shaking desperately, but the above The dust and mud were quickly peeled off and swept into the wind, and finally formed a turbid air mass.

He opened the window and flew out a silver Swift from the tip of the wand, "Do me a favor, I remember seeing a trash can when I came in." Swift nodded at him, flapped his wings and flew out of the window, followed by a gray stripe behind him. Long dragon.

"You, you..." The wizard named Andis looked at Felix dumbfounded, his tongue knotted for a moment.

"Please sit down, Mr. Andes." Felix waved his wand and pushed the cleaned chair in front of him.

Andis sat down with a blank expression. He looked around before reacting for a while, "This seems to be my home?" He mumbled first, then blushed and shouted angrily.

Felix sat opposite him and said calmly: "Mr. Andes, let's make a long story short. Now that you have agreed to this visit, I think you have a need for external contributions."

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

"you……"

Felix knocked on the ring with his magic wand, and a pile of drawings flew out from it, "This is my manuscript, "Mike the Little Wizard", I mentioned it in my letter. You can take a look first, and then you will do it. Decide whether we will continue the dialogue. I don’t want to waste time on both sides."

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

"What are you waiting for?"

The wizard swallowed, then smiled dryly: "No, nothing."

He quickly looked down, and at the same time put a label in his heart, a wizard with a strong personality.

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

A little bit of time passed, and Andis became indifferent from the very beginning and became serious. From time to time, he made various evaluations.

"Not bad."

"interesting."

"What is this, the... wheel? How does it revolve, is it really not magic?"

"Oh my God, just pour two cups of water together to turn red? I guess it's the effect of some kind of transparent potion."

I don't know when, he pulled the chair next to Felix and discussed it with him.

"I like this paragraph, I think it's very smart—"

Felix looked over. 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 looked at the dazzling array of clothes in the shop, and asked with trepidation, "I don't understand at all. I am a stupid boy from the country."

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

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

The young clerk smiled and said, "Of course, little gentleman." She glanced at the figure of the little wizard Mick, and turned to get suitable clothes.

His companion smiled at the little wizard Mick, "How about it, isn't it difficult?"

...

After almost 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 and said, "Frankly speaking, I can't be sure."

He added: "Personally, this is a very interesting comic book for children, but I am not so confident in my own vision. As you can see, this publishing house has indeed been brilliant, but since I took over, I failed a dozen times in a row. Finally, I had to sell the 30th anniversary commemorative issue of the old book."

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

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

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

"It’s my grandfather’s idea, and it’s also his personal experience. When he was a child, he once hosted a Muggle boy who strayed into the wizarding world. They played happily for a week, and then they were I found it. The staff at the Ministry of Magic erased the boy's memory and sent him back to his home."

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

"Mr. Andes, I cannot prove that this manuscript will definitely help your publishing house stand up, but we can analyze from the data, since your company was founded, a total of 17 sets of comics have been published. Of course, "Martin Miggs "Adventures" is the most famous, and I got some data from friends in charge of publications at the Ministry of Magic. It is obvious 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 to be young and naive, and is also very friendly to adults. If you want, we can cooperate."

In fact, Andis doesn't have much choice, unless he still wants to continue to eat leftovers from thirty years ago.

So when Felix gave him a reasonable reason, he naturally agreed. Their initial plan was very conservative. They published a hundred books and tried the water first. Even if they failed, it wouldn't hurt ~ www.novelhall.com~ At best, it was Andis wasted a little time, but what he lacks most now is time.

After finalizing the cooperation, Andes showed him his ancestral craftsmanship. He altered a drawing of Felix and beat it with a magic wand. Soon, the whole picture was filled with color. The sketches have also become refined.

On the screen, a young boy is standing on a huge Ferris wheel, stepping on his feet and looking down through the window. Next to him is a vanilla ice cream that has been eaten in half and is floating in the air.

After half an hour, Felix walked out of Building A, his mood was very happy.

He was going to return to the office through the communal fireplace in Diagon Alley, so that he would not apparate to the forbidden forest and walk some distance. But at this moment--

"Professor Haipu?"

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