Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

"Are you two okay?"

Carl looked back at the two people who suddenly stood up, confusion written all over his face.

But when he raised the question, the two people who stood up did not speak, but looked at each other with a smug and slightly happy look.

Looking at the two puzzled people, Karl shook his head helplessly.

"You two should stop arguing. Our new product will be released in less than a month."

"Cedric, hurry up and develop the system and the adaptation software."

"Mr. Lestrange, please continue to organize the information about the members of parliament in the British general election."

"I hope that in this dormitory, I will no longer hear meaningless quarrels like today. Thank you for your hard work. I have something to do tonight. You should go to bed early."

After saying this, Karl left the dormitory with the cake in his hand until the door of the dormitory was closed.

The two people behind him were still standing there. The early autumn wind blew from the window onto the two young men, as if bringing the chill of winter.

There was no argument or movement, just like they had just stood up at the same time.

The two teenagers turned around and lowered their heads at the same time, then returned to their beds, lay down and covered their heads with the quilt.

Carl's wish seemed to have come true, and the entire dormitory was now eerily quiet.

On the other side, Carl used Phoenix Apparition to go directly to the principal's office as soon as he landed.

He looked around and saw Dumbledore, who usually greeted professors and students with a smile, behind the headmaster's desk.

He was sitting there with his back to him. His fiery red hair and his back made him look like a red panda sulking because he didn't get to eat his apple.

"What a stingy old man." Carl muttered softly and took out the last remaining "Rose Pink Language" strawberry from his pocket.

He fed the phoenix that brought him here, stroking its back feathers and thanking it softly.

"Thank you, Celestia. Go play with Fox. It'll give us some time alone."

Celestia comes from the Latin word "caelestis", which means sky or firmament.

Unlike in the past when the phoenix was used as a "resurrection armor shield", this big bird now has another use.

Although this guy is still very greedy and often steals Lao Deng's Fox snacks, he has already achieved Nirvana.

This phoenix, which has no genetic defects, will not gain weight endlessly like before. Instead, its body shape will become more graceful.

Spreading its wings and flying high like a burning flame, it is enough to amaze all wizards.

Putting aside the Phoenix's combat effectiveness, owning a pet like this can also strengthen one's own character positioning.

As long as this big bird is summoned, no wizard will doubt his identity as Dumbledore's successor.

That's why Carl gave it such a high-sounding name to enhance the style of this big bird.

After all, if other wizards discovered that this big bird had nothing special except that it loved snacks and was even afraid of thunder.

Then your own image may also be shattered.

After sending away the two troublesome birds, Carl, carrying the carefully prepared cake, quietly approached Dumbledore, who had his back to him.

Without saying hello, he placed the cake on the desk, stepped aside to the old man's chair, and brewed a full pot of black tea.

I continued to work while waiting silently, and by the way, I felt the gift I bought for the old man.

Saying that you don't care at all and have never given any gifts are just lies.

Just like that, in the magnificent principal's office, a young boy was lying on the old man's recliner.

I was rocking in the recliner while drinking black tea and reading the report.

Behind the desk on the other side, a rebellious old man sat with his back to the door, his back straight.

The posture is so standard that it looks like a sculpture.

The quiet time passed slowly, and the strange wall clock hanging among a pile of portraits made a ticking sound.

Carl had no intention of apologizing or speaking, and Dumbledore didn't seem to intend to forgive him either, and kept his back to him.

But as the second hand went around and around, the small cake on the desk slowly disappeared visibly.

It was like being gnawed slowly by an invisible mouse until 20 minutes later.

Karl finished the pot of black tea, stood up leisurely from the recliner, walked to the desk and leaned against it slightly.

"Well, dear mother, now that you have eaten the cake and enjoyed the company of your loved ones, it is time for us to get down to business."

"I didn't eat it, and I don't intend to forgive you. Not only are you not allowed in the Headmaster's office as a student, I will be deducting Hufflepuff house points."

Dumbledore did not turn around and still had his back to Carl.

Seeing that the other party had eaten and refused to admit it, Karl did not get angry. He just cleaned the table silently while speaking intentionally or unintentionally.

"Okay, okay, you haven't forgiven me. I am a bastard who has committed heinous crimes and has been rebellious and evil since childhood. I robbed Gringotts."

"Using magic in front of Muggles, and even planning to interfere with Muggle society, I am the terminator of the entire wizarding world."

"He will destroy the thousand-year balance between the wizarding world and the Muggle world. He is a complete bastard, a piece of trash without parents."

"one......"

"Don't say any more." Dumbledore finally turned around, with anger in his eyes and cream at the corners of his mouth.

A pair of eyes were fixed on the young man in front of him, even though he was known as the greatest and most intelligent wizard in the British wizarding world.

Faced with Karl's so-called "admission of fault", he had to break down his defense and stared at him with helplessness written all over his face.

"What do you want to do? Are you criticizing yourself or insinuating something when you say this? Take back what you just said."

"You must realize your mistake. Your current behavior is extremely dangerous, even more dangerous than Voldemort."

"If he is a madman who wants to rule the British wizarding world, then you want to burn the entire wizarding world to ashes."

"It's the old world, watch your words." Carl had a warm smile on his face, but his tone was very firm.

"I am indeed prepared to burn the entire wizarding world to the ground, but my actions are fundamentally different from that psychopath."

"He is a pure destroyer who only uses violence to kill without reason, but I am completely different."

"I burned the entire old world, but I will also build a brand new magical world from the ashes of the old world."

"Wizards only know how to use magic to show their superiority, but I can use magic to change the entire world, an entire planet with billions of people."

"Isn't this greater than any magic?"