Connor's Hogwarts

"Don't be an example! If you let me know that you sneaked into the Forbidden Forest next time, I will definitely tell Dumbledore!" Hagrid said gruffly

"And those horse people! How can you treat this cute pony like this?"

"" Connor looked at the skeleton of the Thestral, and couldn't see how cute it was. "So, Hagrid, isn't this Thestral really yours?"

"Not really

Yes, this should be a little Thestral that ran out from the depths of the dark forest and lost its way. It was still a child, and it was treated like this by those horsemen. But don’t worry, I will place it in the Thestral group later, and it will love life here”

Hagrid smeared the Thestral's wound with the herbal medicine he was tinkering with, and then took some bandages and said to Connor, "Connor, you can see this kid, right? Come and help me."

"So Hagrid, do you know why I can see it? Doesn't it mean that only those who have seen death can see the Thestrals? Obviously, I couldn't see the Thestrals pulling the carriage when school started." Connor helped while asked.

"I'm not too sure about this, maybe you can ask Dumbledore?" Hagrid replied naively.

"Okay." Connor knew he was asking for nothing.

"But those centaurs have been a bit weird lately." Hagrid rummaged through his pockets, as if looking for something. "They've been patrolling a lot more recently, and they're always talking about oh shit, they're out of Valium."

"Really? It just started recently? I thought all centaurs were so chatty." George stuck out his tongue and said.

Hagrid ran into his little room and searched for something. "You're right. It's best not to talk to centaurs at night. They'll look up at the stars after a few words. You always get something from them." When you get to a straightforward answer, the way you speak can make people panic to death."

Hagrid took out a seed, went to the open space next to him, dug a hole to bury the seed in, then he took out his little pink umbrella and yelled "nntnsp;nsp;char( grow wild)”

I saw a weed-like grass that grew out of the ground visibly, and was pulled out by Hagrid. Hagrid took the pulled grass, fed it to thestrals, and clapped his hands and said, "Okay." So it can sleep well tonight, and it will probably be better tomorrow."

In the end, Hagrid found a few little ghosts looking at him strangely, and he realized that something was wrong.

"Hagrid, is your wand hidden in your umbrella?" Fred pointed out bluntly.

"Children, I thought, we're good friends, aren't we? You wouldn't tell this, would you?" Hagrid cracked a flattering smile on his bearded face.

Several people looked at each other and smiled, as if they had reached a consensus.

Chapter 142 A Call from Faraway Shire

The next evening, Connor and the others ran to Hagrid's cabin again.

"Hagrid! We're coming to see the Thestrals!"

"Oh, you are here, haha, come and see, this little guy is very happy to see you here." Hagrid poked his head out from the nearby woods, smiled and waved to several people.

Connor walked into the grove and saw a little thestral hiding in the shadows. The thestral approached Connor when it saw Connor, and it seemed very friendly. Connor reached out and touched it successfully. head of.

"Looks like the kid likes you, Connor." Hagrid laughed.

"Maybe, but I won't be able to see it soon." In Connor's eyes, this thestral looked more "dim" than last night. Seeing Hagrid's puzzled expression, Connor explained

"I just asked Dumbledore, and he said that when the Thestral is injured, its invisibility will be weakened. At this time, it may be seen by wizards with strong spiritual power."

"Oh! That's it! This must be written down carefully," Hagrid murmured.

"So, Connor, your mental power is very strong? Why can't we see it?" Fred muttered a little unconvinced.

Hagrid reached out and touched the Thestral, and said to Connor, "But it's okay, even if you can't see it, I think it will remember you."

"Maybe." Connor smiled. Suddenly, a voice of "beep!" came from Connor's arms. Connor quickly reached into his arms and took out a Facebook page. The little fox on it saw Connor Then he uttered the words, "Honest Charles requests communication!"

Connor quickly blocked its mouth, and said to several people, "Sorry, I'm going to pick up a face"

Connor walked towards Hagrid's hut while holding Facebook, pointed at the little fox and said, "Mira One! You can't mention the nickname I gave to others in front of others! Remember it!?"

With tears in his eyes, the little fox groaned aggrievedly and hid in the book. Connor opened Facebook to the page of Uncle Charles, and Charles in a suit and leather shoes appeared on the mirror.

"Connor, huh? Are you at school?" Charles, who was opposite, first saw the house that looked like a savage hut behind Connor, and said in surprise.

"Don't care what these Uncle Charles want me to do?" Connor said with a wave of his hand.

"Oh, that's right. The first issue of our Lake Comic Magazine will be released soon. The current launch date is September 21. Do you see any problems?" Charles directly explained the purpose of his visit.

"This, you can figure it out for yourself. If you ask me, I don't understand." Connor looked indifferent. "By the way, what works are there in the first issue?"

"Well, there are mainly "Pokemon", "Digimon", "The Adventures of Teemo" and some contributions from lesser-known cartoonists."

These comics are all drawn in the form of "the image setting and story outline provided by Connor, handed over to the copywriting editorial department to write the plot, and then handed over to the artist for painting".

Connor didn't know how their stories were written, but as long as the "little monsters" he drew could enter people's field of vision, that would be enough.

Anyway, people who make up the story may not remember clearly, but the image of Pikachu will always be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and Connor is not worried about this.

"That's right, by the way, I asked your copywriting planning and editorial department to think about the story of the Egyptian pharaoh, how is it going?"

"My little boss, with so much work, our side is really too busy."

"Then I don't care. You have to come up with a story before Christmas. At that time, the Youkai Kaegypt chapter is about to be released. We are very tight on time."

"Yes, yes, I will do my best."

Uh-huh, Connor was in a great mood, and it really felt good to leave his work to others. He felt that his decision to let Shire go to the Muggle world to start a company was really wise.

The minds of wizards are really not as big as that of Muggles. Only those who have never been in touch with mystery have more fantasies about mystery.

But...Thinking about the people in the editorial department, it's quite pitiful. They have to think of a wizard version of the story first. After the story is adopted by Connor, Connor will throw them a bunch of new settings and let them think about a new one. Muggle version of the story.

Think about it, the plan they worked so hard to think of was rejected by Shire, and then they had to overthrow it and redo it. It must be very sad.

But what does this have to do with Connor?It was Shire who gave the order, didn't he?

Connor smiled with satisfaction, and said, "Uncle Shire, what's going on at the pharmaceutical factory?"

"Pharmaceutical factory? I don't know about this. Mr. Di Wen has already sent someone to take over my work. I think I'm ready for production there." Charles replied truthfully.

"That's it, Uncle Shire, although you don't need to control the pharmaceutical factory, you still have to take care of the money."

"I know this. I am the major shareholder of the two companies. You don't need to worry about this." Shire shrugged, and he had the air of a big boss.

"Well, well, since the manga is ready to be released, the production of animation is also on the agenda. Increase efforts and investment. Don't pay too much attention to the income. Publicity is the first priority." Connor urged.

"I understand." Charles was in a bit of a mixed mood. It's rare to see such a company that is only for fame but not for profit.

"If there is nothing else, I will hang up first, and ask Aunt Elena and Blanche for me." Connor

Smiling and waving, he covered Facebook.

"Connor, who is the honest man?" Suddenly, Fred's voice came from the window. Connor looked up and saw four heads neatly attached to the window.

"It's my second uncle, that's Blanche's father. They just returned to China during the summer vacation, and they haven't been to the cabin in the woods, so you haven't seen him yet." Connor replied nonchalantly.