HP Approaches the Magic World

"Good morning, ma'am."

The man at the door was dressed like a newsboy, holding only a newspaper in his hand, and he didn't know who he was trying to hide it for.

"Your newspaper."

"Come in, Mr. Peacegood."

Jon walked out of the restaurant after drinking the last sip of milk. He had seen Peacegood before, and it seemed that Mrs. Smith had taken Jon to the Ministry of Magic before.

"You are just carrying a newspaper. This disguise is particularly meaningless."

"Hahahaha, little Jon, you are still so interesting. Let your uncle see how tall you are."

Peacegood is actually still very young and not as difficult to get along with as Joanne said. He is quite familiar with her in private. He and Mrs. Smith are not much different in age. The only drawback is that they are a little too ordinary.

He is a little over 1.8 meters tall, with a thin but healthy body. His face is a popular British face, but Peacegood is very satisfied with his appearance.

He was originally a memory canceller, so being a little ordinary would be good for his job.

Joanne stepped aside in time to let Mr. Peacegood in, then put the newspaper in her hand on the coffee table, turned and entered the kitchen.

"Little Jon, I heard what your mother said, what on earth did you want to do when you ran out of home, and why did you come here? It's not like you didn't know that this place is..."

"I know, I know!" Jon pulled the person over and pressed him on the sofa: "Let's talk about business first. We can talk about other things later when we have time. How did you do with the things I asked you to do?"

"You little brat, when you grow up, you won't be likeable at all."

Peacegood cursed with a smile and took out two cowhide rolls from his pocket.

"That's it for these two."

Jon took the parchment roll, untied the string on it, and unfolded the paper.

"Huh? You agreed directly? Don't you need to investigate?"

"Investigation, investigation of what?"

Peacegood pouted and muttered: "You don't really think that this matter 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 was no more."

Peacegood interrupted Jon's words and rubbed Jon's head very helplessly and pityingly: "It's useless. Do you think that recording Harry Potter's life for so many years or using 'The Boy Who Lived'

Are there few people who write stories with the core in mind?

Do you think you are the only one who can imagine how much profit this kind of work with its own influential protagonist can bring to the creator?

But with the Ministry of Magic secretly controlling it, 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 not even a thousand but eight hundred storybooks about this kind of magical world in the Muggle world. There has never been a shortage of people writing this kind of stories in Europe and even the West, but do you think there are a few famous ones out there?

We all have to live, and things like writing depend on chance. Without channels, works are nothing. You should know this better than me."

Of course Jon knew it, because he had thought of this aspect from the beginning. Wizards also need money and fame. In the Internet age, Harry Potter is an Internet celebrity with a large traffic. Anyone with

Works with his name will receive widespread attention.

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

It's just that the name is different.

"I will find a way to deal with those things, as long as you guys pass it."

"Are you planning to find a way for your old lady to communicate with Minister Fudge? Don't even think about it. After all, your old lady has left the Ministry of Magic for almost twenty years."

"It has been more than twenty years. After my old lady failed in the election, she resigned from the Ministry of Magic and returned home after working for only two years."

Jon corrected Peasgood's statement, rerolled the notification letter in his hand, put it away, and handed it to Joanne who was walking over.

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

In any case, 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 what Jon needs to worry about. Anyway, Jon said it is an investment, so he will not really lose his investment.

Having someone help you realize your dream is a good thing that few people will ever encounter.

Peacegood obviously had other things to do, so he left without sitting here for too long, leaving Jon and Joanne alone in the room doing nothing.

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

Originally, he planned to see the true face of the Savior, but it turned out that the Dursleys had "hidden" Harry Potter so well that it had been almost ten days and he hadn't even seen Harry Potter's face.

But don't worry, you will see it sooner or later.

By the way, after waiting two days, you have to go to the shipping company to rent a boat in advance.

Keeping this matter in mind, Jon began to think about what to do next.

The silent bracelet is very powerful, but it also has usage restrictions. Every time Jon uses magic, it will put a certain amount of pressure on the bracelet. It's not that there is anything wrong with the magic Helga attached to the bracelet. That magic is enough

It's powerful, but the material of Jon's bracelet is not very good.

But there are no good materials now, and the wood of the Dharma Protector Tree is already considered one of the better enchanting materials.

In Jon's mind, iron birch is naturally the best material. This kind of wood has very few stocks 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.

"How about we go to the zoo in the afternoon?"

On a whim, Jon raised his head and asked Joanne who was sorting out the manuscript, only to get a confused face from the latter.

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

"It's almost there. My friend has booked a place for me. It should be good. He said he would send the photos here in the next few days and take a look at it later."

Joanne replied before starting to think about the previous question.

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

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's set off now."