Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

Looking at Lucius's somewhat excited expression, Carl remained unmoved. He slowly found a sofa in the living room and sat down.

He took out a thick stack of books from his ring, placed them on the small table in front of him, and said calmly.

"No hurry, take these things over first. I'll give them half an hour to finish answering the questions."

"We're talking about what's next."

These words made Lucius' brain shrink a little. He quickly walked to the sofa opposite Carl and sat down.

I picked up a book on the table and started looking through it, but as soon as I saw the title of the book, my brain became even more confused.

"'Junior High School Mathematics', People's Education Press edition, what the hell is this? I know every word in it, but what on earth is this book about?"

Facing Lucius's questions, Carl remained calm and spoke calmly.

"It's just what it sounds like. It's just some simple math textbooks. As an adult, it takes half an hour to learn one chapter."

"It shouldn't be a big problem. There are also classroom tests. You can ask your guests to study and do the questions."

"Those who pass the test can stay, but their share cannot exceed 10%. Those who score above 80 can participate in management, and their share can be increased to 15% accordingly."

"Those who score above 90 can enter the core decision-making layer and be given 20% of the corresponding share. Those who fail will be kicked out directly."

"Don't tell me how noble their origins are. I only want an elite team, not a bunch of noble fools."

Lucius's head felt like it was going to explode when he heard that. His breathing started to become a little rapid and he took several deep breaths.

Only then did he look at Karl and said as calmly as possible.

"Mr. Hohenzollern, isn't this a bit too much? You have to know that it has taken me a lot of time and connections to bring these people together."

"Even with a lot of money, these families are no longer as prominent as they used to be, but in the British wizarding world."

"In terms of honor and credit, there is no one better than them. Your plan will be difficult to implement without absolute credit support."

"Besides, your proposal is simply an insult to them, even if you don't want to accept them into the team."

"But at least we should ensure mutual experience. These people may not be very capable of doing decent things, but they are very capable of doing bad things."

Lucius's persuasion was heartfelt, but Carl remained unmoved and slowly took out another ring from his ring.

He pulled out a piece of parchment and pushed it in front of the other person, smiling widely.

"48 hours ago, it might have been as you said, but now it's not necessary. I have found a better backer and a better credential."

"Impossible!" Lucius yelled in a somewhat out-of-control manner, shaking his head continuously.

"There is absolutely no such thing in the British wizarding world."

"You'll know when you take a look." Facing Lucius's loss of composure, Carl had no intention of blaming him. He just pushed the parchment in front of him again.

Lucius was a little impatient. After all, in his inherent impression, such a thing would never happen.

So he picked up the parchment impatiently and took a look at it, but it was just a glance, and he instantly stood there again.

He stood up suddenly, holding the parchment in his right hand, pointing at the words on it with his left hand, and asked stutteringly.

"This... This... This is true, how is it possible?"

As he spoke, he read it carefully several times, and then carefully checked every letter on it.

He sat back on the sofa with a dazed look on his face and didn't say a word for a long time.

Carl, who was standing aside, deliberately gloated and said so.

"The greatest white wizard in the world, the headmaster of Hogwarts, is this background strong enough, is this credibility high enough?"

"As Dumbledore's adopted son, I think that should be enough."

"High enough and hard enough." Lucius nodded quickly, and when he looked up at Carl, he forced an ugly smile and bowed.

"Mr. Hohenzollern, he is indeed tall and hard."

"What are you talking about?" Hearing such surprised words, Carl interrupted quickly and pointed at the math books and exercises on the table.

"Now that your problem has been solved, do as I say. Time is running out."

Lucius seemed to have just woken up from a dream. He hurriedly and respectfully handed the parchment back to Carl and picked up the math book and exercises in front of him.

He turned around and was about to leave, but just after taking a step, he turned back and said with some embarrassment.

"The credit and background issues have been resolved, but what about the funding issue, compared to Gringotts."

"Without the support of those guys, how could we raise so much money at once? That's a big question."

Facing Lucius's second question, Carl's expression was no longer as good as before. His joking smile instantly turned a little cold.

But he did not scold the other party directly. Instead, he took out his magical phone and pressed two simple buttons.

There was a recording on the phone.

"Oh bro, white boy, our dear boss Carl, the cargo you requested has sailed, a full 15 tons of gold."

"It will be shipped to London soon. How are you doing in England? The accents of those Englishmen are very strange, aren't they?"

"Is the food bad? Oh my God, if I had to eat fish and chips for half a year, I would rather jump into the Atlantic Ocean and swim back to New York by myself."

"Come back soon, we all miss you. Let's go to the Red High Heels Bar to dance together. Lili, Momo and a large group of girls all miss you, our blond nightclub prince."

"Let's do it together......."

The recording was cut off by Carl. There was still a hint of murderous intent on Carl's cold face. He slowly raised his head and looked at Lucius with a smile on his face.

"You heard something."

Lucius couldn't help swallowing, then quickly dug his ears with his hands and asked in a puzzled manner.

"What? The banquets have been too noisy in recent days, and my spirits have become a little weak, and my hearing has also deteriorated a little."

"I only heard that there were 15 tons of gold. With these guarantees, I think we will be able to succeed immediately. As for the rest."

"I don't know anything about it. I don't really eat fish and chips."

After saying that, this guy very tactfully walked quickly towards the second floor holding a pile of math books and exercises.

Karl was left alone, sitting on the sofa, deleting the call records with a tap of his finger.

Then he waited quietly, but less than half an hour, only 10 minutes, Lucius came down from upstairs in a hurry.

He walked up to Carl with some embarrassment and handed him the only exercise paper with answers written on it.

Then he said somewhat awkwardly.

"The situation was not ideal. When those guys heard this, they flew into a rage and left without even reading the book."

"Only the patriarch of the Rozier family wrote the answer. Strangely enough, I thought he was also an old acquaintance, but I had never heard of him."

"He knows all this Muggle knowledge."