HP Approaches the Magical World

　　 "Good morning, ma'am."

　　 The man at the door wore the clothes like a newsboy. He only had a newspaper in his hand. He didn't know who was showing it as a cover.

　　 "Your newspaper."

　　 "Come in, Mr. Pisgood."

　　 After drinking the last mouthful of milk, Jon walked out of the restaurant. He had seen Pisgood, and it seemed that Mrs. Smith had also taken Jon to the Ministry of Magic before.

　　 "You bring a newspaper with you. This disguise is particularly meaningless."

　　 "Hahahaha, little Jon, you are still so funny, let Uncle look at you, it's so tall."

　　 Pisgood is actually very young, not as difficult to get along with as Joanne said. It's a bit familiar in private. He and Mrs. Smith are not a few years old. The only thing that is not so good is that they are too ordinary.

　　 is a little more than 1.8 meters tall, thin but healthy, and his face is the kind of British public face, but Pisgood is very satisfied with his appearance.

　　 He was originally a memory canceller, and his normal length is good for work.

　　 Joanne stepped aside in time, letting Mr. Pesgood in, then put the newspaper in her hand on the coffee table and turned back into the kitchen.

　　 "Little Jon, I heard your mother say, what do you want to do when you ran out of the house, and came here, you don’t know, but here is..."

　　 "I know!" Jon pulled the person over and pressed him to the sofa: "Let's talk about business first, and wait for other things to be discussed later when we have time. How are things I asked you to do?"

　　 "Little kid, when I grow up, I don't like it at all."

　　 Pisgood smiled and cursed, and drew two cowhide rolls from the pocket of his clothes.

　　 "That's it for these two."

　　 Jon took the parchment roll, then untied the string and unrolled the paper roll.

　　 "Huh? Agree directly? Don't you need to investigate?"

　　 "Investigate, investigate what?"

　　 Pisgood pouted and muttered: "You don't really think this is a serious matter, do you?"

　　 "Otherwise? And as I said, this book records the life of Harry Potter, and it may be published in the Muggle world."

　　 "Then there will be no more."

Pisgood interrupted Jon, and rubbed Jon's head very helplessly and compassionately: "It's useless, you think it's not as "a boy who lives in disaster" to record Harry Potter's life for so many years. Are there few people writing stories for the core?

　　 How much revenue can a work with the protagonist's own influence bring to the creator, do you think you alone can think of it?

　　 But there is the Ministry of Magic secretly controlling, and they have no way to publish their works in the wizarding world. As for the Muggle world...who do you think dares?

　　 And to be honest, there are no one thousand or eight hundred storybooks about this magical world in the Muggle world. There has never been a shortage of people writing this kind of subject matter in Europe and even the West. But how many famous books can you see?

　　Everyone also wants to live. Writing things depends on chance. Without channels, works are nothing. You should know this thing better than me. "

Of course Jon knows this, because he thought of this aspect at the beginning. Wizards also need money and fame. Harry Potter, in the Internet age, is an Internet celebrity with a large amount of traffic. Works with his name will be paid attention to on a large scale.

　　 And this kind of control behavior of the Ministry of Magic is no different from blocking.

　　 It’s just a different name.

　　 "For those things, I will find a way, as long as you pass it."

　　 "Are you going to think of any way to get your old lady to communicate with Minister Fudge? Let me say don't think about it, after all, your old lady has been away from the Ministry of Magic for almost 20 years."

　　 "It's been more than 20 years. After losing the election, my old lady left the Ministry of Magic and went home within two years."

　　 Jon corrected Pisgood’s statement, re-rolled the notification letter in his hand, put it away, and handed it over to Joanne, who came over.

　　 Joanne put down the tray in her hand, put a glass of juice in front of Pisgood, and then put the letter away.

　　 Anyway, this is at least an approval from the Ministry of Magic, which is a guarantee for Joanne.

　　 As for whether it can be published in the Muggle World, that is something Jon needs to worry about. Anyway, Jon says this is an investment, so he will never really lose his investment.

　　 Someone helps them realize their dreams. That's a good thing that many people can't come across.

　　 Pisgood obviously had other things. He left without sitting here for too long, leaving Jon and Joanne to do nothing in the room.

　　 Especially Jon, Joanne can at least write books, he is really boring.

　　 I originally planned to see the true face of the savior, but the Dursleys "hid" Harry Potter so well. It was almost ten days since he hadn't even seen Harry Potter's face.

　　 But this is not anxious, I will see it sooner or later.

　　 By the way~www.wuxiahere.com~ After waiting two days, I have to go to the shipping company to rent a boat in advance.

　　Taking this matter in mind, Jon began to wonder what to do next.

The Silent Bracelet is very powerful, but it also has restrictions on its use. Every time Jon uses magic, he will put a certain pressure on the opponent’s ring. It’s not that there is something wrong with the magic that Helga attaches to the bracelet. Strong, because the material of Jon's bracelet is not so good.

　　 But now there is no good material, the wood of the tree is considered to be the better kind of enchanting material.

　　 In Jon's mind, iron birch is naturally the best material. This kind of wood has very little stock in the UK, and it is basically wood from a long time ago. Although this kind of wood is very hard, it will eventually decay.

　　 "Otherwise, let's go to the zoo to have a look in the afternoon?"

　　 On a whim, Jon looked up and asked Joanne, who was finishing the manuscript, only to get the latter's confused face.

　　 "That is, the zoo you originally planned to put at the beginning of the book. Let's go there and take a look. By the way, how did you find your place in Manchester."

　　 "It's almost there. My friend has already booked a place for me. It should be good. He said that he will post the photos here in the next few days and wait to see it later."

　　 Joanne replied, and then she started thinking about the previous question.

　　 "That zoo...If you want to go, I think we have to go now. The place is still some way away from here. We have to find a car."

　　 "What are you waiting for, let's go now."