Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

From the end of get out of class to the corridor, and from the corridor to the common room, Kevin Lestrange felt countless strange gazes along the way.

There is gloating and silent warnings, but more of it is just pure gossip.

Feeling the message conveyed by those eyes, he knew without thinking too much that there would be a good show when he returned to the dormitory.

Sure enough, as soon as I opened the door of the dormitory, I saw that big-headed annoying guy doing squats on the yoga mat while crying.

Carl was sitting next to a small table with two square whiskey glasses on it, but no sign of any bottle.

"Mr. Lestrange, I think we need to talk." Carl invited calmly.

"Of course." Kate Lestrange responded easily. After putting away the books and sundries, she sat down face to face with Carl.

"You want to drink something, sherry, whiskey, and as a Frenchman, maybe a smooth wine."

"Bordeaux red wine, Cognac and Armagnac?"

Carl asked calmly.

But in Kevin Lestrange's eyes, the other party deliberately asked this kind of question, obviously to find trouble.

Considering his current magical transformation, this alcoholic beverage is obviously inappropriate. A 11-year-old child drinking alcohol in school is not suitable.

Not to mention Hogwarts, no school in the world would allow it.

But once I ask for other ordinary drinks, doesn't it mean that I have given in before I even start talking?

During this brainstorming session, he crossed his arms, raised his head, and imitated the other person in speaking calmly.

"Give me a gin."

"Ah?" Carl looked at the other person in confusion. After looking him up and down, he quickly realized that the other person must have overthought it again.

The other party must have imagined that he had discovered the secret that he and Cedric had conspired to plot against him.

He came here specifically to call for accusations, but in fact he just wanted to ask the other party some work-related questions.

As for the conspiracy against him, he was prepared to deal with it coldly, thinking of the embarrassing scene in the common room.

“It’s really embarrassing.”

Carl couldn't help but stroke his forehead with his hand. He really didn't want to dwell on this matter any more.

So when the other party suggested drinking gin, he had no intention of persuading him.

He took out a bottle of Sir Henry's collection of Du Gongzi wine from his ring, and then poured about 20 ml for each of them.

Putting down the bottle, Carl clapped his hands gently again. After receiving the signal, the house-elf hiding in the dark quickly placed the ice bucket on the table.

Carl picked up the tongs and put three ice cubes into his glass, while asking Kevin Lestrange in the friendliest voice possible.

"Would you like some on the rocks? It might taste stronger if you drink it straight."

"No, thank you." Kevin Lestrange refused coldly, and at the same time glanced at Cedric who was still doing aerobic exercise.

Seeing the other person sweating profusely and looking like he had lost all hope in life, I couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

At the same time, he also secretly made up his mind that he must remain calm in this confrontation with Dumbledore's heir.

You must not suddenly lose the ability to think rationally like last time, so as not to fall into the other party's trap.

Put yourself and your organization in an awkward position.

"My light, I pray to you, please give me strength Amen!!"

Kevin Lestrange began to pray silently in his heart as usual.

At the same time, Carl on the other side felt that familiar strange feeling again, but he didn't care much.

He asked calmly while holding up his glass and shaking the ice inside, crossing his legs.

"What about the site selection and policy arrangements for the factory?"

"80% of the production has been completed. The manufacturing of high-tech equipment and precision parts will be carried out in the autonomous region of Bavaria in Germany."

"The screen manufacturing and other optical components are outsourced to companies in France and Japan respectively."

"The motherboard production is in the Netherlands and Luxembourg. The European Community is very interested in our plan and has given great support."

"These include a lot of industrial subsidies, preferential electricity prices, land use rights, etc."

Facing the questions, Kevin Lestrange answered very professionally with a calm expression.

Karl looked at the other person indifferently with a strange expression. In fact, he had already known all these things through reports.

The reason why I asked this question today even though I knew the answer was because I wanted to use this topic to talk to the other party and resolve the previous misunderstanding and current embarrassment.

But I didn't expect this guy to have such a low EQ. Cedric was practicing so hard that he was almost smoking, but this guy could still pretend not to know.

No wonder he can get along so well with those politicians. At least with this kind of thick skin and psychological quality, he is born to be a political talent.

After thinking about it, Carl realized that this question would not yield any results, so he decided to change his strategy.

He first said in a tone of approval,

"Excellent, Mr. Lestrange. Your ability to do this job is truly commendable. This job is complex and time-consuming."

"Even a professional team may not be able to handle the situation as well as you do. I must acknowledge and praise this."

"Thank you for the compliment." Kevin Lestrange responded emotionlessly.

But that was only what he thought. Carl, who was sitting opposite him, heard the happiness and joy hidden deep in the other person's memories.

While the other party was just relaxing a little, he suddenly changed the subject and asked with a curious look.

"Don't be modest. You deserve this. You will definitely become a leader in the future. This is a good opportunity for you."

"Suppose you are the boss of a company now, and suddenly one day you find that your subordinates are colluding and conspiring, what will you do?"

"Some fool must have let it slip." Without a moment's hesitation, Kevin Lestrange continued to respond emotionlessly.

"what???"

"what!!!!"

Two exclamations came from two directions of the dormitory at the same time. Karl's cheeks twitched, and he looked at the boy in front of him, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Cedric pleaded with a crazy look in his eyes, hoping that the other party would not admit it. After all, as long as the other party did not admit it, he would insist that what he had just said was crazy.

Otherwise, he really couldn't imagine how Karl would deal with him later. You know, Mr. Hohenzollern is a well-known petty person.

"Generally speaking, unless they are mentally retarded or have some kind of mental illness, subordinates will collude with their leaders to stage a coup."

"That must be 100% certain. As a leader, if I could get this news, there would only be one possibility."

"There are traitors, or fools, among the coup d'etat team. Such rubbish should be killed to the last drop."

"Don't give him a chance to turn things around."

Karen Lestrange replied with her face still expressionless.

On the other side, Carl looked at him with helplessness on his face, while Cedric looked completely dumbfounded.

There was a look of utter despair in his eyes, as if to say.

"Do you have to be so cruel? Do you want to kill everyone if they say something wrong?"