In the Apocalypse, I Can Enter Hogwarts

Chapter 67 Contact the Publisher

After saying goodbye to Penelope, Ian returned to his dorm room, where only Ivy was present; Andre had gone off somewhere to have fun again.

When Ivy saw Ian enter, she said with a self-deprecating laugh, "You ran into Penelope? You've seen how complicated we purebloods are, haven't you? It's a trivial matter, but once purebloods are involved, even the most powerful prefects of Ravenclaw are helpless."

"It's alright. In the face of absolute power, political maneuvering is just a game." Ian finally spoke his mind.

Ivy shrugged, somewhat surprised, and said:

"Oh? Dude, I always thought you were just aloof and quiet, but I never expected you to think like this. Yes, strength is greater than power. That's why dragons will never care about those packs of swallow-tailed dogs."

After a brief pause, Ivy continued jokingly, "So, unlike swallowtail dogs, will dragons choose ravens as friends?"

"Of course, after all, they are all soaring through the sky," Ian replied affirmatively.

"So, in what situations do you think dragons would need ravens' help?"

Ian found it really easy to chat with smart people. Ivy's seemingly joking words were also a kind of test and investment. Perhaps the Potions Master's influence was much greater than Ian had imagined.

However, at this moment Ian genuinely felt that there was a reason why the Ministry of Magic was controlled by pure-bloods. It was not the so-called hereditary succession, nor Galleon capital, but education and talent.

With hundreds of students in Ravenclaw, how many intelligent Muggle-born wizards like Penelope can emerge? Even a girl as gifted as Penelope still has to carefully test and speculate, and cautiously invest in connections, hoping to reap the rewards in the future.

The truly purebloods, whether it's Ivy at this moment, the Slytherin first-year girl who's manipulating Carey, or Percy who led Ian into the Gryffindor common room this morning, are all complex characters.

Even Eisen Shaker, who kicked Kerry out of the dorm, knew how to leverage his influence. Otherwise, how could Kerry, that idiot, have made a few pureblood pronouncements in the dorm and it had even reached the prefect's ears?

And it didn't just pass on to fifth graders or seventh graders, but coincidentally it reached the sixth-grade prefectural leaders whose families had been persecuted by pure-blood rhetoric? Ha, even a fool could see what was going on here.

This also meant that after Kerry was expelled, he didn't dare to complain to the other prefects and could only sleep alone on the sofa in the common room.

Getting back to the point. After hearing Ivy's words, Ian thought for a moment and then answered, "So, Ivy, do you know how to contact publishers in the magical world? I happen to have a novel that I want to publish and get approved."

Yes, after understanding all this, Ian still chose to ask Ivy for help in finding a publisher. The Confucian doctrine of the mean was deeply ingrained in Ian's mind from his previous life, so he really didn't want to appear too unconventional.

And because Ivy never played any tricks on him, only engaging in simple, almost outrageous, tests and relatively sincere interactions, Ian chose to accept his roommate's offer.

That's how human relationships work. You have to owe someone a favor first before you can repay it. This back-and-forth is how you build a network of connections.

"Novel? Publisher? I see. But Ian, are you in a hurry? If not, I'll give you an answer after Christmas. I can ask around for you during the holidays," Ivy asked calmly.

"No rush, just keep an eye out for me and give me a reply before summer vacation," Ian replied casually.

After all, Ian still had a huge sum of nearly 1000 Galleons, which wouldn't last long even with all expenses, so he wasn't in a hurry at all.

He even planned to ride on Lockhart's popularity before the start of the school year to boost sales and brand awareness, since no one ever complains about having too many Galleons.

After a brief exchange with Ivy, they both tacitly agreed not to bring up the topic again. Some things are best left unsaid; there's no point in saying more.

At this moment, Ivy switched back to roommate mode and casually asked, "Do you have any funny costumes for Halloween this year? To be honest, I always feel these activities are boring. My favorite is still Christmas..."

Ian rolled his eyes at his words. "You like Christmas? Be honest, Ivy, you like the Christmas holidays..."

"Hahaha, I don't deny it, but the holidays are part of Christmas, aren't they?" Ivy shrugged and said nonchalantly.

"As for my clothes, I don't plan to change them. I'll just go to Hogsmeade and buy a Halloween mask at most," Ian answered truthfully.

However, there was one thing he didn't dare to say: "Wake up, kid. Ever since the Savior enrolled, you'll be considered a pro if you manage to eat two dishes every Halloween."

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