A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 238: A brand new L.C.A Press

Felix politely but resolutely rejected the exchange request from the current dean of St. Mungo, "Sorry, one morning a week is the limit of my spare time, and I have to spend time summarizing the Longbottom couple's treatment plan.”

Standing at the gate of St. Mungo's Magical Injury Hospital, 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 the emotions of Frank and Alice as a link to tie the process of their memory recovery 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 entangled. 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 inappropriate for two strangers, but Frank and Alice are different. After such a long treatment, I'm pretty sure, They are the most important people in each other's lives..."

After parting from Mrs. Longbottom, he took a trip to Diagon Alley. The L.C.A building had a new look at the moment.

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 reused. When Felix entered the building, a young witch greeted him, "Hello, sir, how can I help you?"

"I'm looking for Andis." Felix said briefly.

"You are—"

"Felix Haip, the shareholder of this company."

The young witch's eyes lit up, "Mr. Haipu, please go this way to the third floor. Mr. Andis has 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, and there are twenty skilled painters in it, all of whom were former employees of L.C.A Comics Publishing House." The witch introduced.

"You know very 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 happily Said.

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 the process! Publishers from three more countries are looking for cooperation."

The old wizard also replied in a rough voice: "There is not enough 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 cultivate ourselves."

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

When 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 I am finally willing to come and take a look!"

"To be honest, 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 holds several jobs and works hard... Where did you find the house elf, introduce one to me too."

"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 see that too," Andis shrugged, "The shortage of staff is the biggest problem. Unless you can find a lot of employees."

"Are there any specific requirements?"

"Experienced and skilled painters are of course the best. If not, we can train ourselves, but we have to work hard... 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 his spirit was very different. "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 your advice."

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

Felix paused, he was still not 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. There are..."

"Is there any obstacle?" Felix asked calmly.

"Their condition is not very good. For house elves, losing their master means losing everything. They are often hit hard and devastated."

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

Dobby's eyes widened, "Is it 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."

He thought more than that. From the previous conversation with Andis, he found that Dobby's position was a bit awkward. It was difficult for elves to directly command wizards—they were usually commanded, so Dobby Doing auxiliary work, or being 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, "help me find those free elves, I don't care whether they are wild or expelled. You are responsible for persuading them, If you gather enough batches, bring them to 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 big eyes 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. ’

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3:00 p.m. ~IndoMTL.com~ Felix arrives at the Hog's Head pub in Hogsmeade amidst the snow.

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 among guests here 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 dementors in the distance. They formed a group of two and kept patrolling back and forth.

However, to some hilarity, some Dementors are noticeably shorter than their companions.

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