Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

Such sour words made Carl turn his head quickly, wanting to see who it was.

A little wizard who is attracted by his own sinful beauty but cannot get it.

But when he turned around, he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed, as Hermione had obviously dressed up carefully.

I don't know when I was standing behind him. Karl turned his head away in disappointment without even a polite response.

This made Hermione very angry. She slammed the plate on the table, sat directly opposite Carl, puffed up her face and spoke angrily.

"How can you be so rude? And what's with that disappointed look in your eyes? Am I not so unpopular?"

Carl, who was questioned by the girl, showed no panic at all and drank his coffee calmly.

"What are you talking about, Miss Granger? I heard someone calling my last name and I thought it was some new friend who didn't know me."

"You know, I have problems with communication barriers and I particularly desire friendship, but I never thought that it was in your heart."

"You never considered me a friend. You didn't even want to call me Carl."

The sad eyes, the face blocked by the coffee cup, the disappointed handsome boy were perfectly portrayed by Carl.

If it were an ordinary person, they would have been filled with guilt by now, but Hermione was obviously not an ordinary girl.

She looked at Karl dimly with her bright eyes and said unceremoniously with a cold snort.

"Stop lying Carl, there's no way you could have a communication problem, after everything you did at the Hufflepuff table yesterday."

"I can see clearly that among this class of freshmen, there is one person who can make friends with everyone the fastest."

"It must be you, Mr. Hohenzollern. From this, it can be inferred that your previous actions in the carriage were all shameless deceptions."

The girl mercilessly accused Carl of deception, and her voice was particularly loud, even though it was still early and there were not many people dining in the auditorium.

But it did attract a lot of people's attention. Carl was a little panicked. He didn't expect that this girl was so smart.

And he still holds a grudge, but who is he? He will never allow anyone to take the absolute initiative in communicating with him.

So he immediately changed his expression, stared at Hermione with a smile, and said nonchalantly.

"You are a smart girl, and your deduction is basically correct, but you shouldn't be so angry at this time and abandon me, a shameless liar."

"But why do you want to sit at our Hufflepuff table again?"

"It's not like there aren't students from your house sitting at the Gryffindor table, so I'll give you a brief explanation."

"Is there anyone who spent an entire night without making even one good friend?"

Hermione's face turned red because of these words, and the knuckles of her hand holding the fork turned white from excessive force.

After a moment's silence, Hermione suddenly threw down the cutlery, put her hands on her hips and complained loudly.

"They are unreasonable. Every time I took the initiative to talk to them about homework and magic courses, they were not interested in any of them."

“Many of them have not even turned a page in the textbooks they discuss.”

"Most of them are about how to break school rules and those silly adventures. It's really unreasonable."

The girl kept complaining about the ignorance and unruliness of her Gryffindor classmates, while Carl listened silently.

Looking at this angry little lion, I couldn't help but laugh. In fact, it is easy to understand for most of the students.

Hermione's hobby is really special. What other student's hobbies are reading and doing homework? She even memorized the textbooks before school started.

The discussion of this topic did not cause Hermione to suffer from school bullying, which was considered to be a sufficient display of friendship and unity among Gryffindor students.

But Carl's smile immediately irritated Hermione who was still furious. The girl put her hands on the table and leaned her head over.

Almost face to face, staring at Karl intently.

"Isn't this funny? Why are you laughing so happily?"

Faced with the other party's close questioning, Carl did not back down, but stared at Hermione with his beautiful blue eyes.

"No, it's not funny at all. I'm just happy that I have a friend to confide in."

The red face and the faint white steam on her head reflect the girl's current condition.

Carl's words were so hurtful that Hermione blushed with shame and sat back in her seat obediently.

An ostrich buried its head and ate its breakfast silently.

Carl sat opposite, drinking his coffee silently and complaining about the inhumanity of the dog system.

[You are so beautiful, host. You have turned defeat into victory perfectly, making the girl who doubted you completely intoxicated by your beauty. 】

[Use your devilish language to play with their hearts, villain points increase by 100, current points 3100]

"Shut up, you pervert. It's illegal to tease a loli. I definitely don't have this hobby."

As time passed, more and more students began to get up and come for breakfast, especially Hufflepuff House, which has the largest number of students.

The long table was soon filled with students. Almost everyone was talking and laughing, except for Hermione, who was eating breakfast in silence with her head down.

Most of the Hufflepuff students were enthusiastic and did not have much aversion to Hermione's arrival, but they did not have too much contact with her either.

This hurt the girl very much. Carl, who was sitting opposite her, knew how much Hermione longed for friendship.

I also know that the other party seems a little restrained because he suffered too many failures last night.

He wanted to say something to comfort her, but just as he was about to take action, he felt someone pulling his clothes from behind, so he turned around to look.

Then he saw the Iron Hat King Hannah, standing timidly behind him, her face flushed as she asked in a low voice.

"Mr. Carl, do you know how to get to the History of Magic classroom? We are stuck with that strange staircase."

Hearing this, Karl immediately looked back and found that there was a large group of freshmen following Hannah. Only then did he remember.

This should have been Cedric's job. He needed to guide the new students through the ever-changing staircases of Hogwarts to the classroom.

But now, that guy is busy helping me develop the gaming market, and after finishing, he needs to go to the trophy room to accept Professor McGonagall's punishment.

The prefects of other grades have not arrived at the auditorium yet, perhaps because they have no classes or for other reasons.

Carl was a little overwhelmed for a moment, but soon he thought of a solution.

He turned to look at Hermione who looked a little lonely, and said to Hannah with a smile.

"I'm sorry Miss Hannah, I may not know the answer to this question either."

"Oh, really? Then what should we do?" Hannah looked extremely lonely, and the freshmen following behind her also looked a little anxious.

Carl quickly waved his hand to calm everyone, then secretly pointed at Hermione across the table and whispered in a low voice.

"I think Miss Granger knows the answer to this question, but it might be more polite for you to ask her in person."