Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

Looking at the bottle of reddish-brown potion, Dumbledore's old face was full of black lines, and he kept cursing in his heart.

"You said it wasn't you who did it, and you've even thought of the aftermath."

But even if he thought so, in reality he could only remain silent and look at Carl, who was smiling, with a weird look.

Carl looked at the time on his watch, thought for a moment, then opened his hands and spoke very calmly.

"Looking at your silence, it's obvious that you don't want to believe what I just said. Well, let's make an assumption."

"I am the murderer of this robbery. Do you have anything to ask me? Please note that I am talking about hypotheses."

"Please don't get too involved in the role and pay attention to your critical thinking ability."

"It seems you are still unwilling to admit it." Dumbledore took a deep breath, still with a hint of anger on his face.

"Then the first question I want to ask is why do you resort to violence so recklessly?"

"Which aspect are you talking about?" Carl also got into the role. He changed his voice and spoke in a low and obscene voice.

"If you mean the injury to the wizard in the Leaky Cauldron, then I can only say it was caused by a moment of anger."

"After all, no one likes to be laughed at after a grand introduction, instead of receiving applause."

"If you said that you killed the goblins with guns, the reason is a little more complicated. The root cause is hard to explain, and I don't think you have the time to listen."

"I can tell you the direct reason. It's very simple. It's because those fairies are too ugly."

"No matter their appearance or character, they are too ugly and mean. I have no psychological burden to kill them."

"What!!" Dumbledore screamed out of control, staring at Carl and roaring.

"You can't have this kind of thinking, kid. Excessive pursuit of violence and power will lead you astray in life."

"Tom was because..."

"Why he became Voldemort in the past has nothing to do with me."

Karl continued to answer calmly, his voice still low and obscene, and his expression was somewhat playful.

It was hard to figure out for a moment whether the person who answered this question was Karl Hohenzollern or Peter Pettigrew.

Dumbledore was a little dazed for a moment, then he calmed himself down and muttered to himself as if to comfort himself.

"Killing and violence cannot solve problems, child. When I was young, I also worshipped power, but it ultimately brought only infinite pain."

"Killing and violence really can't solve the problem." Carl agreed, but then he suddenly changed the subject and raised his voice.

"But it solves the problem for the person who asked it, doesn't it?"

Dumbledore was silent for a long time, no longer dwelling on this issue, nor did he try to correct the mistakes in the other party's words.

Instead, he asked again.

"Since we cannot reach a consensus on the previous point, let's not discuss this issue for now."

"My second question is, since you have already robbed Gringotts, why did you only take half of the treasure in the underground vault?"

"Could it be that during the robbery, your conscience suddenly came to your senses?"

“What are you talking about?” Karl’s low and obscene voice became a little angry, “You said that as if I’m not a good person.”

"I have my own conscience, but you just can't understand it, even though I robbed Gringotts Bank."

"Killed all the goblins working inside, released a dragon and nearly reduced the entire street to ashes."

"But I think I'm a good person. As for your question just now, it can also be divided into direct causes and root causes."

"The direct reason is very simple. You saw the two mountaineering bags on the table. They were full and there was no more space. It's that simple."

"What's the root cause?" Dumbledore's hopes were dashed once again. He felt a little cerebral congestion, but he still insisted on asking.

Karl had no intention of hiding anything and continued to speak in his low and obscene voice.

"The underlying reasons are somewhat complicated, and it involves a study of human nature, to put it simply."

"If all the wealth in Gringotts' underground vault was taken away at once, then those wizards who lost their wealth would be the ones who would be the ones who lost their wealth."

"And the remaining fairies will unite together to hunt me down to the ends of the earth, which will undoubtedly be very disadvantageous."

"But leaving one behind is a very different situation. You all know that I left behind half of my wealth."

"But what you don't know is that this half of the wealth was not plundered evenly. I only took a little bit of the wealth of some wizards."

"I have plundered almost all of the wealth of some families. This inequality will lead to a big problem in how to distribute the remaining half of the wealth."

At this point, Karl deliberately paused. He took out a set of tea sets and used a kettle to fill two large covered bowls halfway with water.

Then he took out 10 small teacups and placed them next to the two covered bowls, and pulled a large covered bowl in front of him.

Pointing to the remaining 10 small teacups and the other large covered bowl, he said in a joking tone.

"Originally, this pot of tea was just enough to count down 10 cups of tea, but now half of the tea has been taken away by a man with strong wrists and a very dangerous factor."

"So what will happen? Those 10 tea drinkers will not think of uniting to fight for the half pot of tea."

"Because the risk factor is too high, their attention will be drawn to the remaining half pot of tea."

"Try to pour as much of the remaining half pot of tea into your own bowl as possible. Do you understand, dear principal?"

"Only by keeping half of the wealth can we ensure that the other half of the wealth that was robbed can actually fall into our own pockets."

"It's really an eye-opener, Mr. Hohenzollern!"

Dumbledore praised with a wry smile, and the look in his eyes as he looked at the boy in front of him seemed to have changed his emotion in an instant.

He had to admit that in the past year, he was a little afraid that Carl would develop in the direction of Voldemort or Grindelwald.

The fragile British wizarding world could no longer withstand the birth of another Dark Lord.

But now it seems that, just as this kid had told him long ago, nothing about Voldemort is worthy of mention in his eyes.

This kid is far worse than Voldemort, who attempted to rule the British wizarding world with an outward appearance of violence and fear.

This kid's sunny smile and gentle words are enough to make everyone fall into his trap.

"It's all Gale's fault. This old man must have the wrong genes, otherwise he wouldn't be such a kind person."

"How could such an evil creature be born?"