Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

Birds were perched on the thick ivy vines, chirping and arguing about something, and the sunlight was shining through the glass on the windowsill.

It lost some of its harshness and gained some more gentleness, quietly sprinkling on the red bricks of the windowsill.

The breeze no longer had the chill of late winter, but brought with it the warmth of early summer, blowing across the pot of lush tulips.

Let the slight fragrance fill the entire dormitory, and like a leading child, lead the sunlight behind to shine on the boy's face.

Sleeping beauty, feeling the warmth, slowly opened her eyes with last night's laziness.

Cedric sat up in bed and stretched with satisfaction, something he had never done since the beginning of the school year.

He slept so soundly that the only time he stayed in bed was when he looked at the sunlight outside the window and guessed that it was already noon.

Carl, who was supposed to be sleeping next to him, was nowhere to be seen. The only trace of that guy's presence last night was the soreness in his right wrist.

Cedric snorted coldly to show his dissatisfaction with the guy's leaving without saying goodbye, and then prepared to get up and wash up.

But when I walked to the gate, I found that the door of the dormitory had been forcibly locked by magic.

I can't get out now. I tried several times but couldn't open the door.

Cedric was stunned for a moment. What was going on? He kicked him out of the dormitory yesterday, and today he was not allowed to leave the dormitory.

Carl is a bit too willful. He should at least leave some food for himself, considering the situation from last night till now.

I haven't eaten a single grain of rice, but now my stomach is playing a symphony, constantly protesting to me.

Seeing that the situation was critical, Cedric was about to shout for help when he suddenly heard a burst of air behind him.

He quickly turned around and saw a house-elf wearing four cheap medals standing tremblingly behind him.

He was holding a food tray in his hand.

The house-elf placed the tray on the table beside him, then walked carefully to Cedric.

He bowed 100 degrees and spoke in an excited voice.

"Timo can't help the little wizard. Mr. Hohenzollern said that Mr. Diggory can't leave this dormitory today."

"You can't see any of your classmates. This is for your safety. There's nothing we can do about it, Teemo. Teemo is a bad house elf."

After saying that, the poor guy started to hurt himself. He walked to the side and banged his huge head against the wall.

Cedric hurried over to stop him, and after pulling the other person away, he asked with some confusion.

"There must be a reason why Karl didn't let me leave. It's a bit too much for them to be so domineering."

When Timo heard this, he seemed to remember something, and quickly pointed to the food tray on the table and spoke excitedly.

"Mr. Hohenzollern asked me to apologize to you on his behalf, but you really can't leave here. He didn't tell me the reason."

"But I cannot disobey Mr. Hohenzollern's orders. Also, I have already delivered his apology gift to you."

"Please enjoy it in peace."

After saying that, without waiting for Cedric to continue asking questions, the guy disappeared from the dormitory with another burst of air.

Cedric was left alone, standing there awkwardly with a frown on his face.

After taking a deep breath for a long time, he walked to the small table beside him, looked at the food tray in front of him, and slowly opened the lid.

Said to himself.

"Damn you, you apology is so perfunctory, do you think I will forgive you? I definitely won't..."

The words came to my lips, but were swallowed back into my stomach along with my saliva the moment the food lid was opened.

A fresh aroma of strawberry and passion fruit hits you directly, and a small cake that is generous yet exquisite.

Appearing in front of Cedric, on top of the cake, a piece of white paper was spread out with white buttercream.

There is golden jam on it, a cartoon image of Carl, and a line of text below.

"You drank my potion secretly, but seeing as I forgot you outside for six hours yesterday, we're even."

"This cake is just a reward for your fitness results in the past few days. It doesn't have any other meaning. You were wrong about what happened before."

"Eat this cake and everything will be settled."

Looking at that line of text, Cedric was so angry that he almost laughed.

He picked up a silver spoon beside him, aimed it at the cartoon Carl's head, and thrust it hard.

Then he scooped up a piece of cake, stared fiercely at the cartoon character's face on it, and said angrily.

"Look at me eating you up in one bite, you selfish and disgusting guy."

After saying that, he swallowed the cake in one gulp. The sweet taste with the sourness of jam instantly swept over Cedric's whole body.

The feeling of immense happiness and the temptation of delicious food are enough to eliminate all hatred and disputes for any Hufflepuff.

There is a common saying in the British wizarding world that if you want to apologize to a Hufflepuff, you'd better prepare something that the other person likes to eat.

If the other person eats your food and refuses to forgive you, there is only one possibility: he wants another portion.

Obviously Carl understood this truth very well. At least from Cedric's eyes now, there was no longer any complaint.

But after tasting it, Cedric was a little confused. The cake tasted so perfect.

It was exactly the same as the potion I drank yesterday. How did this guy make it taste so similar?

But the doubt did not last long, and Cedric, satisfied, wiped his rosy lips.

He stretched lazily with satisfaction and looked at Carl's big bed. Today, this dormitory was all his own.

He was going to enjoy Carl's soft mattress.

In the basement of the castle, Carl pulled out the head buried in the ice bucket with force.

I took several deep breaths, but even so, when I turned my head to look at the mirror.

Carl still found that his face was still very red. Damn it, it was all because of that damn system. Why did the potion have such a strong aftereffect?

I just tasted it lightly and ended up in such an embarrassing situation.

Just when he was in great distress, the door of the room was pushed open from the outside and a black figure strode in.

"What's wrong with you? It shouldn't be that hot now. Did you eat something strange?"

"Why is your face so red?"

Professor Snape looked at Carl in front of him and asked with some confusion.

Karl Zhen avoided some glances, coughed lightly a few times to hide his embarrassment, then returned to his usual demeanor and sat on a stool beside him with full energy.

He asked, changing the subject.

"Don't worry about the details. What happened to our No. 2 male lead? How is his recovery? If he's not here."

"Our big show won't be able to go on."

Professor Snape did not answer directly, but just stared at the other party with a puzzled look. After looking for a long time, he suddenly asked.

"Did you do something bad? Your current state is very similar to those seventh grade students who were caught in premature love."

"What on earth did you do last night?"