Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

Carl looked at the sarcastic Kevin Lestrange in front of him, and apart from feeling a little embarrassed, he didn't have any good words to explain.

He was even a little angry. Cedric was such a fool. Didn't he consider that this was just a self-built cabin?

How can there be such good sound insulation between rooms? Can't you laugh a little quieter?

"Okay, Mr. Hohenzollern, as an employee, I can't comment too much on matters of friendship."

"I think you should be free now to discuss business matters. I have already given you 5% of the shares five minutes ago."

“Cash out at the highest point. Here is the frequency of the rise I calculated, along with a simple numerical specification.”

"Please take a look at it."

Kevin Lestrange looked at Carl, who was standing there awkwardly, with a sneer on his face, and handed him a piece of A4 paper.

"Based on the stock price of $20 per share on the day of listing, the average daily increase over the past month has been about 18.5%."

"There were several fluctuations in the middle, which just offset the redundancy of a few days. According to a simple formula calculation, the current price per share is about $3255.221."

"Your 5% of the stock is exactly 500 million shares. If you sell all of them, you can get about US dollars."

"Combined with the approximately 200 billion U.S. dollars from the last round of financing, you now have a total of approximately 367 billion U.S. dollars in your account."

"And all of it has been received. The remaining 143 billion US dollars is waiting for your order to proceed."

Kevin Lestrange was operating on his MacBook Air 1000, displaying the changes in the stock market over the past month.

"Sometimes I have to admire that a stupid mouse who is stealing cakes in the kitchen does have extraordinary talents in some aspects."

"The arcane intellect he wrote, the AI ​​big model system, really reduced a lot of my workload."

"But if he hadn't messed up that time, the 2 million yuan would have become about 20 billion yuan now."

"I think you will help him bear this expensive expense. Well, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's see how the market reacts."

Kevin Lestrange pointed at the complicated candlestick chart on the computer screen, and while explaining it, he did not forget to tease Cedric.

But Carl had to admit that the sulking guy in front of him was indeed very capable and his analysis was very professional.

He elaborated in detail on why he had just cashed out from various angles, including market confidence, international reaction, and industrial chain supply.

"In general, the stock price in the short term is still because of your and that person's outstanding performance. I really admire your vision of people."

"The airport's duty manager was a natural performer, telling those vulgar and low-brow jokes."

"But it just happens that it always attracts the attention of the media and public opinion, and he spreads it on the Internet and major TV stations."

"It has raised the company's popularity and popularity to an unimaginable height, and has also driven up the stock price in a short period of time."

As he spoke, Kevin Lestrange buttoned up the last button on his shirt, trying to appear as serious and professional as possible.

He analyzed seriously in his cute voice that sounded a little childish due to the magic transformation.

"But we have to admit that our goal is to maximize investment returns while controlling risks."

As he said this he switched to another form.

“Here we can see that although the overall market sentiment remains optimistic, some indicators have begun to show signs of reversal.”

“For example, price-to-earnings ratios are at all-time highs, and inflows have declined recently.”

“Even with the investment of the largest commercial banks as ballast.”

“But based on these data, I suggest we gradually reduce our holdings of this stock now to lock in profits and avoid the risk of a possible pullback.”

"Excellent report." Carl clapped his hands softly, looking at the person in front of him who looked like a baby emperor penguin.

The little boy, wearing a specially made small black suit and white shirt, reported to him with a serious expression.

He couldn't help but feel playful again and pretended to be a real boss. After thinking for a while, he expressed his doubts.

“Have you considered other factors, such as industry dynamics or macroeconomic conditions?”

"Hmph!" Kevin Lestrange snorted coldly, with an expression that showed he had expected it.

"Of course,"

As he spoke, he switched to another watch and continued with a serious expression.

"Here are the key indicators we monitor and factors that may affect the stock price. I believe that by cashing out in time."

“We can help restore sanity to the market while protecting your interests from future volatility and preparing for the next steps.”

"Is this moral?" Carl pretended to be worried.

Kevin Lestrange looked disdainful, but it was obvious that he would continue to act out this scene.

He continued speaking in a serious and professional manner.

"Morality? It's a great honor to hear this word from you. Let me put it this way."

"In the financial market, any ethical behavior will only lead to failure. This is the only professional ethics for any financial practitioner."

"We serve the clients. We are a group of hounds prowling the Internet world and the stock market."

"Every time I bared my teeth, it was just to let the owner behind me enjoy the fattest duck."

"That's amazing." Carl didn't continue his performance. He stood up and snatched the laptop from the other person's hand.

He turned off the phone and threw it aside, then reached out and rubbed the soft head hard.

"What are you doing!!!" Kevin Lestrange first raised his head comfortably, then he instantly realized what was happening and got furious.

His eyes were fixed on Carl, his face was drooping and his teeth were bared, like an angry kitten.

"Nothing. Shouldn't I show some kindness to my good friends?"

Carl smiled, hugged the other person's neck tightly with his right hand, and rubbed the other person's head with his left hand.

He turned the other person's carefully combed slicked back hair into a messy mess.

Faced with such torture, Kevin Lestrange was stunned for more than a minute, and allowed himself to be manipulated like a doll with the batteries removed.

But he quickly reacted and struggled to break free from Carl's restraints.

He picked up the laptop beside him and shouted loudly.

"Stop doing this kind of misleading behavior. I'm going to work. The short-selling plan of more than 140 billion US dollars is not as simple as you think."

"I know, but I'm ordering you now as your boss. Today is a day off and neither you nor Cedric can work."

"Go take a good shower and change your clothes. I'll take you somewhere."

Karl snatched the other person’s notebook again and threw it aside casually, with an extremely lonely and excited expression on his face.

He said this in a weird tone.