Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

Without waiting too long, the carriage door opened automatically, and Professor Snape stood outside the carriage.

Looking at the carriage door that opened automatically, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly hidden.

He strode into the carriage and saw a young man sitting upright on a chair behind the desk, looking him up and down.

"Are you trying to show off your power to me, Mr. Carl? Or do you want to sit down and introduce yourself to the professor?"

Snape looked at Carl behind him, frowned and said with some displeasure.

"How could that be?" In response, Carl spread his hands innocently, quickly stood up and walked out from behind the desk and came in front of Professor Snape.

After packing up, he introduced himself respectfully.

"Karl Hohenzollern, born in America, of German descent."

As he said this, he stretched out his right hand with a smile, but it was obvious that his previous action made the professor very unhappy.

“You should have done this from the beginning, instead of sitting on top of it and having your professor standing there waiting for you.”

Snape said unhappily, turned around and prepared to leave. Looking at the other person's back, Carl smiled indifferently.

He has always had a good impression of this pure, loyal and talented genius.

However, it was inevitable to have some complaints about the other party's outfit that looked like a black bat and his greasy hair that looked like it hadn't been washed for 200 years.

So he obediently followed Professor Snape out of the carriage. He didn't care that the other party didn't shake hands with him, but he followed behind him and complained.

"If it's okay, I'd like to recommend to you a care package for middle-aged men that our company has specially launched."

"This includes correcting poor clothing, fixing hair styles, and covering up facial blemishes."

"I think it might be..."

He didn't have time to finish his words, or rather, he didn't have the chance to finish them, as the two of them had just walked out of the station.

Snape suddenly grabbed his shoulders, then waved his wand, followed by a flash of silver light and a journey that felt like being squeezed out of a pipe.

The two of them suddenly appeared on a street, looking at the cobblestone street under their feet and the countless shops on both sides.

Carl knew that this was the legendary CBD of the wizarding world, Diagon Alley, but the surrounding shops were too retro and dilapidated.

There weren't many people on the street, so he spoke out of habit.

"It seems that this street needs to be renovated. You can see there aren't many customers."

"That's because today is the first day of school. All the little wizards have already bought all their items. You are the only special customer today."

"So can we please hurry up and leave right after we finish shopping?"

Professor Snape was quite annoyed by Carl's chattering.

At the same time, he took the lead and walked quickly towards a white building in the distance. As he walked, he spoke firmly without looking back.

"Go to Gringotts to exchange money first, then buy wands, books, school uniforms and other things, and have an owl send them to Hogwarts. Just follow my steps."

With such an unquestionable tone and the retaliatory Apparition before, Carl could only say that he was very Snape. He followed the other party obediently.

I walked along the long street and stood in front of Gringotts, compared to the other retro and dilapidated shops in Diagon Alley.

Gringotts was undoubtedly the most eye-catching one, with a white building, a shining bronze door, and even two goblins in uniform standing at the door.

Carl looked at the two goblins, then looked at Professor Snape beside him and shook his head.

"Professor, you really don't consider the opinion I just made. Judging from the current state, both of these goblins are dressed better than you."

After these words were spoken, Snape was silent at first. He thought that the other child was just like other children who came here for the first time.

Maybe he was attracted by the surrounding environment, so he stood there in a daze. Maybe he didn't expect this.

This guy has been worrying about his taste in clothes since he got into the car. Is what he wears really that bad?

Professor Snape, feeling that his soul was humiliated, first glared at Carl and then squeezed out words from between his teeth.

"Shut up!!"

Then he strode towards the interior of Gringotts, leaving Carl at the door shrugged helplessly, but when he was about to step into the building in front of him.

A familiar voice sounded in my mind.

[Congratulations to the host, you have successfully humiliated a professor, and you are awarded 10 villain points. The current points are 10. ]

[Comment: He is so bold right after entering the academy. He is indeed a born bad seed.]

Listening to the system's groundless accusations, he certainly couldn't admit that he was doing this for the other party's sake, so how could it be considered a humiliation?

So he chose to completely ignore such slander and strode into Gringotts.

After passing through the first door, Professor Snape was waiting at the second door, and he wanted to do his duty.

Explain the inscription on the door to the freshmen, but when Karl walked in, he looked at the other person's angelic smile.

As if nothing had happened, he pushed the door open with a dark face and walked in.

Carl, who was ignored, chose to ignore these details and strode through the door and into the marble hall.

Inside the hall, there were about a hundred goblins sitting on high stools behind the counter, some weighing coins on scales.

Some were examining the gems with magnifying glasses, while more were recording accounts.

Watching them busy at work, Carl was reminded of many famous oil paintings, in which the moneylenders and tax collectors often looked so shrewd.

As for the qualities of these fairies and what kind of people in real life they represent, it is clear enough when I think of the book "The Chameleon" that I learned in middle school in my previous life.

There are always some people in the world who are shrewd, greedy, and despicable, and they rebel from time to time.

They attempted to turn the land where they were staying into their own property, so Carl could be said to have no good feelings towards these goblins at all.

He even felt that the air in the hall was so foul that it made him feel sick, so he very impolitely took out a perfumed handkerchief from his bosom.

Covering his nose, he followed Professor Snape's footsteps and came to a counter on the far right.

"This is a new wizard who needs to be exchanged for gold Galleons."

Professor Snape also seemed to have a favorable impression of these goblins. He just sat next to the counter and kept urging them.

The goblin behind the counter didn't even raise his head.

"Today is the first day of school, Professor. I don't think there are any little wizards who need to exchange gold Galleons. You should know that human currency is useless to us."

"This kind of exchange is a loss-making business for us, so please allow me to refuse."

"What! I have a document from the Ministry of Magic here, you can't..." Professor Snape frowned and took out a piece of paper with words written on it.

He slammed the table in front of the counter angrily. The goblin behind the counter took the paper and examined it carefully.

Then he handed it back intact.

"It only states that he can go to Hogwarts to study, but it does not indicate that he is a freshman. What's even more bizarre is that the list of freshmen admitted by Hogwarts that we received is not included."

"There is no such name as Karl Hohenzollern, so please allow me to refuse."

After being rejected repeatedly by this inhuman thing, Carl, who had been sitting nearby, walked to the counter with a smile.

He pushed Professor Snape away and signaled him with his eyes to wait beside him.

Then suddenly, a hand jumped up like lightning and instantly grabbed the goblin's throat.

She pressed the other person's face against the glass on the counter beside her, then stared into the other person's eyes with her beautiful blue eyes and spoke.

"You are right, Mr. Goblin. I am indeed not a freshman at Hogwarts, but a criminal who is about to serve his sentence there."