Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

Looking at the small line of explanation, Carl resisted the urge to swear and walked silently to the ball of light.

He kept circling around it, his face full of confusion, looking it up and down.

Because he heard that when the dog system introduced the two potions, the magic potion used an extremely cold mechanical sound.

This charming potion full of vulgar thoughts is a rare one with a hint of excitement.

I don’t know how many laps we walked, the dog system spoke first.

[Host, please stop transferring. I can answer any questions you have. ]

But Carl completely ignored it, turning around slowly and speaking with a puzzled look at the side of his eyes.

"You can't explain it. If I can find the factory instructions, I really want to see what your factory instructions say."

"The magic world villain system, or the magic world succubus system."

"What's going on with these four bottles of potion?"

The last sentence was a showdown-like question. Karl thought that this bastard would still answer him in a sarcastic tone.

However, I didn't expect that the other party would change the subject and speak in a very literary way.

[Even if the plum blossoms are blooming on a cliff, there will be birds admiring them. Any successful villain must have enough charm.]

[Threats of force and inducements of money are far less reliable than those attracted by personal charm. ]

[This system has always adhered to the concept of service first, serving the host wholeheartedly, and is determined to create the best villain. 】

[Besides, even someone as ugly as Voldemort still has a lot of loyal lickers. The host should reflect on himself.]

[Why is my progress so slow? This really worries the system. ]

People who didn’t know might be moved by these words, but Carl didn’t buy it at all.

He looked at his charm towards women, which was as high as 95, and his charm towards men, which was about to break the critical point.

He knew very well that if he believed this guy's lies and drank the potion out of curiosity, he would suffer.

Then he can guarantee that he will never rest that day, and who knows when he will be careless with his diet and drink countless aphrodisiacs.

This excessively high charm value has already brought him countless troubles. These four bottles of potions are completely useless to him.

But now that things have come to this, he could only stare at the other person and speak semi-threateningly.

"Put away those nonsense. You still want to PUA me. I tell you that you'd better return the lottery to normal."

"Otherwise, after this, don't even think about earning any points from me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Carl stood directly opposite the ball of light, waiting for the other party's answer without moving.

It wasn't until a full five minutes had passed that the bastard spoke reluctantly.

[I see. Is it necessary to be so fierce? It's all for your own good. This guy has no feelings at all.]

After getting this seemingly plausible answer, Carl snorted coldly and returned to the remaining five purple light balls and the one golden light ball.

Put your hands together and repeat to yourself 10 times, "I am European, I am European!!"

Then he clicked on one of the purple light balls. After it was clicked, the light ball turned into a stream of light and flew directly to somewhere in the memory palace.

On the personal information interface next to it, a row of entries was added behind the black magic column.

[Ghost manipulation, top-level black magic, can use magic power to manipulate the lost corpses and divide one's own power into a part of them. ]

[It can be used with the potion "Anubis's Control" for better results. 】

Looking at that line of text, Carl finally smiled with satisfaction. This way, he didn't have to work hard to think of ways to increase the strength of those dark wizards.

Just give the other person the potion and then quietly send them to another world. The rest can be done by yourself as long as you have enough magic power.

At the same time, Carl was also prepared to make persistent efforts and take advantage of this wave of good luck to get a few more things he wanted.

He quickly clicked on the remaining four purple light balls, and the result was indeed good, two bottles of purple magic potions.

A strange piece of parchment and a pair of exquisite frameless glasses

[Purple magic potion, (drinking it will permanently increase your magic points by 5000 points)]

[Top dessert making recipes, (learners can quickly master the making skills of all desserts in the world and quickly reach the master level.)]

[Disguise glasses in anime. (After wearing them, the vision of everyone around you drops to the extreme, achieving a perfect camouflage effect.)]

Looking at the introduction of these three items, Carl expressed great satisfaction, needless to say about the two bottles of magic potions.

Adding the previous bottle of blue magic potion and a bottle of white magic potion, he can easily increase his magic value to more than 13,000.

It is roughly equivalent to the level of a top Auror, although it is still a little behind those professors at Hogwarts.

It's barely decent enough. As for the two items at the back, a recipe book seems a bit cheap.

But it also depends on who is using it. Carl is very confident that he can maximize the value of this recipe.

For example, selling it to a handsome old man who is unwilling to reveal his identity, and getting more money and resources from him.

As for the frameless glasses, they can be called a bug. With them, it will be much easier to disguise your identity.

But this is not the most important thing. After drawing out all the purple light balls, Carl deliberately returned to the real world first.

Looking at the clock hanging on the wall of the dormitory, I nervously checked the time. There were still 1 minute and 50 seconds left, according to the calculation of the mysterious power of the East.

At this time, the luck value of the room will reach its highest point. With the right time, right place and right people, it will definitely produce a lot of goods.

The second hand on the clock ticked rhythmically, and Carl's heartbeat gradually quickened.

Although ten thousand points are just a drop in the bucket for him now, is it important? It’s not important.

The most important thing is to prove that you are not a loser in the lottery, carrying with you the resentment of always getting the guaranteed prize and losing every time you drew the lottery in your previous life.

The moment the second hand reached the number 50, Carl returned to the memory palace in his mind at the fastest speed in his life.

By pressing the golden ball of light, all the movements were done in one go, at a speed as fast as lightning.

Finally, the golden light dissipated and turned into a meteor that flew to somewhere in the memory palace.

He nervously looked at his personal attribute panel, and sure enough, he saw a line of text in the row of black magic.

The moment he saw that line of text, Carl immediately collapsed and shouted.

"Fuck, give me your money back!!!"

Because it clearly said Avada Kedavra (Demon Lord-level usage level) X2, and a duplicate reward was given out right before the big guarantee.

Carl was almost overwhelmed, and angrily wanted to grab the dog system and beat it up, but he didn't expect that the ball of light had no substance at all.

He pounced on his food like a hungry tiger and accidentally fell flat on his face.

Fortunately, he was in his own thinking space, otherwise it would be very embarrassing. However, this fall did not make Carl give up.

Instead, it made him even more angry. In a rage, he took out his magic wand and prepared to give the dog system a good bleed.