Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

On the other side, Carl, standing at the highest point of the banquet hall, was scanning the entire audience with a scrutinizing gaze.

The pair of blue eyes hidden behind the glasses whistled like the cold wind of Siberia.

All wizards who were scanned by these eyes, regardless of age or status.

Just like a forest in winter, it put away its flamboyance at that moment, the green leaves were covered by the wind and snow, and there was only solemnity after the strong wind.

People looked at the girl in front of them cautiously, their hearts filled with uneasiness. Before coming, they were concerned about this heir of Grindelwald.

Most of them do not have much affection for each other, and the elderly are worried that the other party is too old to shoulder such an important responsibility.

Middle-aged people are afraid that the other person’s appearance will affect their current status and wealth.

Needless to say, the young people are like a group of lions that have just reached adulthood. Their abundant energy makes them eager to show themselves.

There is deep hostility towards being led by someone of the same age as oneself.

But now, everyone lowered their heads, afraid to look into those eyes, and those eyes were so beautiful and moving.

But in their hearts, these eyes became somewhat unbearable to look at, and they began to recall the legend of the Gedwo family.

Legend has it that members of the Grindelwald family have the ability to see through people's minds and predict the future.

They began to get nervous and afraid, fearing that their previous publicity and speculation would be discovered by the other party.

In just one minute, all the magic families in Europe had bowed to the "Queen" before them.

But all this was just their imagination. Carl knew that his eyes did not have the ability to see through people's hearts.

Even if there was, he had no interest in seeing through these guys' inner thoughts.

He looked around the entire place, just looking for someone.

Because he found that from the moment he entered the banquet hall, everyone's eyes were focused on him, except for one.

He kept searching among the crowd, and finally found the figure he had been looking for at a dining table.

Cedric had taken off his funny golden mask and was hiding in the corner of the dining table.

He stared fiercely at the honey roast chicken in front of him with a knife and fork. The cream residue at the corners of his mouth showed that this fierce "battle" had been going on for some time.

Looking at the other person's funny look, Carl couldn't help but find it a little funny, the moment when his eyebrows were bent and his lips were slightly opened.

There was a cry of surprise from the audience, and all the young people looked at their "queen" on the stage with a sincere smile.

In that instant, the cold wind of Siberia blew away, and the withered winter forest in my heart returned to the warm summer almost in an instant.

However, their queen didn't seem to care about them. She kept staring at a corner and seemed to get no response after looking for a long time.

He frowned slightly and snorted coldly, then turned his head and looked at everyone present and spoke with some temper.

"According to convention, before this banquet officially begins, I need to give a speech to explain my ideals to everyone present."

"But I don't like doing this. I think words are always pale, even the strongest words in the world."

"It's not as good as a killing curse in real life, so I decided today that I won't give any speech."

"The day after tomorrow, in Berlin, I will use direct actions to announce my arrival to the European wizarding world, and to the entire wizarding world."

"So please do your own thing, the banquet will begin now."

After saying that, Karl took the champagne from the side, raised it above his head, and drank it all in one gulp.

With the drink, the banquet officially began, but the crowd did not seem to intend to move.

They were still arranged in two neat rows, and Karl had no intention of greeting them or saying any words of comfort.

He sat directly in the chairman's seat on the stage, enjoying a glass of red wine and looking at the people below with a cold face.

Just like that, after a full 10 minutes had passed, this banquet, which was not going very smoothly, finally began awkwardly.

Unlike the usual noisy banquets with people toasting each other and chatting, the whole banquet was eerily quiet.

The attendees seemed to have completely lost any interest in the carefully prepared food, and most of them only had a glass of wine in their hands.

They gathered in groups of three or five, discussing in very low voices.

Most of the elderly people showed satisfied smiles, while the middle-aged people all had sad faces.

The situation of young people was completely different. The girls attending the party gathered together and looked at Carl on the stage with indignant eyes.

But when he saw Carl, he was holding a glass of red wine in his right hand, crossing his legs and smiling disdainfully.

That smile and the red high heels at the base of her white thighs immediately killed all the jealousy and resentment.

After all, when the level difference is too big, no matter how hard you try, it will just be a joke in the eyes of others.

Needless to say, the group of boys had never shifted their gaze from the moment Carl walked into the banquet hall.

They all stared at him, but Carl, who was sitting in the chief seat, didn't notice that the other party didn't seem to be paying attention to them.

His eyes were fixed on a corner, where the only person in the entire banquet was enjoying the food.

Cedric simply wiped his mouth with a white napkin and then ate a whole honey-roasted chicken.

This guy turned his target to a huge tomahawk steak, swinging the knife and slashing it with an unstoppable force.

Carl couldn't help but smile again. Just this one smile was enough to destroy the friendship of more than 10 years between so many boys in the audience.

The banquet did not last long. After half an hour, the food on the table disappeared without a trace under the cover of silver light.

The classical and elegant waltz sounded from far away in the entire reception room. The restaurant where everyone was toasting each other turned into a dance floor in an instant.

All the participants stood in a circle in unison, but no one stood in the center of the stage to dance.

The young girls looked downcast, while the young boys were all eager to try.

But the fire burning in my heart encountered the blue ice the moment I raised my head.

No one dared to invite Carl to dance the first dance.

On the other side, Cedric hadn't made any move at this time. He was just sticking a German sausage with a fork.

I was tasting it with gusto until a voice came from behind me.

"Mr. Diggory, it seems that the dishes for this banquet are very much to your taste, but have you forgotten that you still have work to do?"

Cedric turned around suddenly and saw Wenda Rosier staring at him with the eyes of a "disappointing son".

He quickly put down the German sausage in his hand, scratched his head awkwardly and said.

"Oh, sorry ma'am, I'm a bit..."

Before he could finish his words, Cedric suddenly and hastily put on the golden mask beside him, and then acted like a well-fed bull.

He pushed the crowd aside and ran madly towards the center of the stage, because just now.

A trembling greeting came from the center of the stage.

"Dear Miss Theodora Grindelwald, my name is Kevin Slatrange. I wonder if I have the honor to serve you."

"I invite you to this first dance."