Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

"liberated!!"

Countless books were thrown high into the air by the students, and accompanied by a loud shout, the annual final exams at Hogwarts officially came to an end.

Under tremendous psychological pressure and a week-long hellish torture from Professor Snape.

The students have finally waited for this day. After the exams, and before the results are announced, the students of Hogwarts have a week's vacation.

During this week, most students would choose to completely indulge themselves, such as eating delicious food in the cafeteria day and night.

Or you can deepen and elevate your friendship with someone of the opposite sex as quickly as possible.

Others would gather together to discuss where to go on vacation during the summer vacation.

But the fact is as Carl said, people always have to learn to accept the imperfections of this world.

Among a group of self-indulgent students, Hermione is the most unique one.

She was doing something that almost all first-year students hated.

"Correct answer"!!

She copied the answers to all her theoretical exams in all her subjects perfectly onto a piece of parchment.

Then I found everyone who knew her and started comparing them with each other. At the beginning, the students didn't have much resistance.

But when I saw the lovely Hannah, she cried loudly and ran away after checking the answers.

These young wizards, who were not very experienced in the world, finally realized the danger of this behavior.

And now Hermione is no longer as restrained and gentle as before, and she is deeply influenced by Nietzsche's philosophy.

After checking the answers, those students who did not study seriously were attacked without exception.

Take Ron, for example.

After checking the answers, Hermione put her answers away expressionlessly while commenting calmly.

"Mr. Weasley, today I have a concrete assessment of your stupidity. I hope you will improve in your future studies and life."

"You can use 50% of your interest in food and eating to study. Gryffindor doesn't want someone to always hold us back."

When Ron heard this, the color on his body slowly faded until he turned black and white and stood in the middle of the corridor.

"Are you okay, Ron?" Harry walked carefully behind him and comforted him gently.

Ever since the incident in the Great Hall, Ron had been isolated among the students, not to mention the students of Slytherin House.

Even many Gryffindor students were reluctant to approach him for fear of being targeted by Professor Snape.

Only Harry never left him, not realizing that she was the root cause of all the problems.

But Ron was still very happy to be comforted by Harry. He turned around and tried hard to force a smile.

At the same time he said nervously.

"I'm fine. It was just some unimportant exams. I have more important things to do. I have already investigated Professor Snape's whereabouts."

"He must be coveting the treasure in the Chamber of Secrets on the 4th floor. Harry, listen to me. We must stop this terrible conspiracy."

"Then we will be the heroes who save Hogwarts."

Ron was telling Harry about his grand plan to save Hogwarts, but Harry was a little angry and wanted to refute him.

But before they could open their mouths, a proud voice sounded behind them.

"Shut your stinky mouth, you annoying red-haired guy. You spread these rumors about our dean day and night."

"You are just like a dog that can't change its diet. You are always the last in everything, but you always like to stick to Harry."

"What a shameless fellow."

Malfoy joined the conversation with his two followers, relying on the ancestral skills of Slytherin.

Ron was so sarcastically scolded that he couldn't even raise his head, and at the same time, he elegantly extended an invitation to Harry.

"Let's go, Mr. Potter. We have a rare vacation. There's no need to stay with this kind of guy. Let's go to the Black Lake and enjoy the food."

"I have already sent someone to take up the seat, waiting for your arrival."

This invitation completely intensified the conflict between the two, and Ron started arguing with Malfoy again without exception.

Such a fierce quarrel between two boys, accompanied by a "person of the opposite sex", would of course attract countless onlookers.

For example, Carl, who had been staying at the end of the corridor, quietly watched the interesting scene in front of him.

Until a voice sounded behind him.

"Why are you here? I've been looking for you for a long time. Didn't you promise me that you would come after the final exams?"

"May I have a piece of cake?"

This series of ordinary questions immediately attracted the attention of everyone like a magnet.

Carlton felt that something was wrong. M was too careless and he seemed to have forgotten about it. So he looked at Cedric with a strange expression and remained silent for a long time.

He suddenly stood up, stretched out a hand, clamped the other person's big head under his armpit, and then dragged him towards the dormitory.

He spoke in a low voice while walking.

"You are the only one who dares to send text messages to others to complain about my lifestyle. I will teach you a lesson."

Cedric, who was "locked by a strong man", tried desperately to explain while trying to keep up with Carl.

"It's you who don't care about hygiene. What I said is the truth. Why are you so overbearing, you sloppy and disgusting guy."

The two of them walked towards the Hogwarts kitchen in this strange posture, cursing at each other.

Coming to the kitchen, Carl released Cedric's restraints, and then looked at him with a puzzled look.

Pointing at the dough in front of him, he said unhappily.

"You send me a text message every day asking if I want you to have a cake. That's great. It's better for you to be self-reliant than to rely on others."

"I'm going to teach you how to do it now. If you can't learn it, you'll be in trouble tonight."

Cedric looked at Carl in confusion. He suddenly realized that the big boy in front of him had grown taller than him without him knowing when.

At the same time, that enchanting face seemed even more charming than when she first saw it.

He kept staring at Carl's face, and suddenly, as if possessed, he stretched out a hand, wanting to touch the jade-like skin.

"Snapped!!"

There was only a crisp sound, and Cedric's whole big head was slapped into the dough by Carl.

The stirred flour covered his face, making him look really funny.

Carl stared at the face, threatening with wide eyes.

"Don't have any improper thoughts. If you dare to reach out your hand again, I will chop your hand off."

"Now watch my movements and I'll teach you how to knead the dough first, you idiot who only knows how to study."

Cedric, who was stunned, began to follow Carl's actions with some grievance, venting his anger on the dough in front of him.

But just as Carl expected, this guy was not only gifted in theoretical learning but also in magic learning.

Whether it's dealing with interpersonal relationships or some simple hands-on skills, he is as stupid as a turtle.

He had no choice but to teach him step by step how to knead the dough, squeeze the cream for icing, and prepare the secret jam.

Things were going smoothly, but while kneading the dough, Carl always felt...

Two grown men standing together with their backs pressed together, kneading dough with four hands, isn't that a bit too ambiguous?