Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

"Don't get so excited, kid." Grindelwald wiped the wine stains on his chest gracefully, although he had anticipated this and used isolation magic.

But he didn't expect Carl's reaction to be so excited, and a few drops of red wine still stuck to his cuffs.

"How can I not be excited?" Carl began to act out his rage, jumping onto a chair and pointing at Grindelwald.

"What do you want to do? I can help you with this double act, but don't use the dirty thoughts in your heart."

"You came to disgust me. You gave me that name. Do you want me to dress up as a woman?"

When he finished speaking, there was still a hint of hope in Carl's tone.

But Grindelwald's next words completely killed that last glimmer of hope. He shrugged his shoulders and pretended to be helpless.

"I can't help it, kid. You are too good. Everything you have done in the UK, including those trials."

"It has already caused a stir in the global wizarding community, but what has caused an even greater sensation is probably your face."

"My assessment of this face is that it is very close to Al's when he was young. You can imagine how much of an impression this will leave on others."

"Even if I can teach you my unique disguise magic, I don't think that magic can cover up your brilliance."

"So for the sake of confidentiality, it would be best to have a place where no one can question it. For example, my heir is an equally beautiful girl."

"I refuse!" Carl refused bluntly, "I want to die in this castle today, outside by jumping out of the window."

"It is absolutely impossible to agree to such despicable, shameless and dirty conditions."

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Carl, who had just looked like he would never obey, was like a deflated ball, standing there awkwardly for a moment.

After three minutes of silence, he frantically greeted the dog system in his mind.

"What's wrong with you? I have already blocked you, why did you trigger this kind of mission?"

"Did you make some kind of deal with this old man to plot against me together? I will never yield to you."

[Host, please be careful with your words. You have never blocked me. The blocking magic in your mind is just like turning on silent mode on a cell phone.]

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"Think about your grandma's legs." Carl completely broke down and kept greeting the dog system with the sounds of birds and flowers.

In reality, Grindelwald saw Carl standing there in a daze without saying a word, because the other party could not accept this reality for a while.

After a brief thought, he explained from his own perspective.

"In fact, in addition to the reasons for keeping it secret that I mentioned, there is another reason that I think may be easier for you to accept."

"That is, if I appear in the organization as my successor as a man, it will cause some trouble."

"Most of them are emotional. After all, my subordinates are all getting old, but their families are very large."

"There are often girls your age, and then your marriage will become a very troublesome option if you present yourself as a girl."

"At least until you turn 18, this problem won't exist. Also, considering your relationship with that senior, I..."

"Shut up and stop talking, you old bastard." Carl roared and roared, thinking hard.

Finally, he was ready to agree to this shameful request, but before agreeing to the request, he looked at Delindover and said seriously.

"I can agree to your request, but I have a condition. The first is the certification of the drug. You must help me complete it immediately."

"No problem." Grindelwald rubbed his hands together, his face full of excitement.

Carl glanced at this disrespectful old man, tried to calm himself down, and continued speaking.

"The second requirement is that regarding the property you mentioned earlier, a formal will must be drawn up after both of you pass away."

"Everything belongs to me. Of course, I will also fulfill my responsibilities in your later years."

"Of course." Grindelwald didn't care at all about the hope that Carl's tone could show that he wanted to die soon.

He simply snapped his right fingers, and a huge piece of parchment immediately appeared on the table between the two of them.

The contents of the will were written in standard Gothic font in both German and English.

There was even this guy's name signed in the lower left corner, along with his blood.

Looking at the parchment in front of him, Carl's eyes twitched wildly. He first took the feather pen that had been prepared beside him.

Sign your name in the lower right corner, use magic to cut your thumb, and drip your own blood on your name.

Then he suddenly looked at Grindelwald, who was smiling, and asked unexpectedly.

"The third question is, you want me to dress up as a woman. Is it because of the reason you mentioned before, or is it a trap you have set long ago?"

"The ultimate purpose is just to get angry with a certain old bee!!"

"Of course, I'm angry with that old guy!" Grindelwald said without any hesitation.

"That old guy had the nerve to show off the gift you gave him, the pink Harley Davidson and all that colorful paint on his head."

"I will never forget that tone of voice in my life. I must disgust this old guy."

It was not until the last word was spoken that Grindelwald reacted and turned to look at Carl with some embarrassment.

He was indeed a little too proud of himself. Being with this child gave him a long-lost sense of relaxation and happiness.

Especially playing with your own children like this, probably every father in the world likes to play a trick on his boys.

The old man and the young man stared at each other for a long time. Finally, Carl put away the parchment and said with gritted teeth.

"May you live long, my dear family, and call out your hidden makeup artist. I know you have prepared it."