Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

"What a shocking answer." Joe Ward smiled bitterly and said unwillingly as he looked at his leader who was starting to tidy up his clothes.

"What about justice and law? According to the theory you just said, everyone got what they wanted in the whole incident."

"But according to the government report I read, 1800 middle-class families went bankrupt during this crisis."

"Nearly 10 people lost all their savings. Do they deserve this?"

Mr. Mario Cuomo stopped what he was doing, frowned and looked at the other person.

He shook his head and said in a bad tone.

"You are a master of law, yet you would say something like that. Let me ask you a very simple question."

"When a case happens, it is completely legal from a legal perspective, but full of flaws from a moral perspective."

"You should do what you want to do and how you should pass the judgment."

"I..." Joe Ward was speechless.

Mr. Mario Cuomo gave a direct answer for him.

"You know the answer. It doesn't matter if you don't tell me. I can tell you clearly what Mr. Hohenzollern did."

"Compared to the evil you have never seen, he is much kinder. At least he has some bottom line."

"He will not reap the benefits of innocent shareholders and then cheat the federal government out of insurance money."

"Forget everything you just said, otherwise you will never achieve your ideal in your life."

After teaching Joe Ward a lesson, the portly governor did not communicate with him, but instead adjusted the details of his clothes.

Under the escort of the special forces bodyguards, they arrived at the center of the stage that had been set up in the square and waited.

As the sun gradually rose higher, light began to fill the entire square.

The golden light and the bronze buildings set off each other beautifully, making the whole scene look solemn yet warm.

At this moment, the New York Capitol seems to be covered by a mysterious veil, waiting to reveal the upcoming surprise.

"Buzz!!!"

Just as everyone was looking forward to it, a roar of motor turning suddenly came from the outside of the square.

A silver-gray sports car that looked like a Porsche 911, like a flash of silver lightning, drifted handsomely and stopped directly in the center of the square.

The reporters waiting in the center of the square were startled by the sudden appearance of the vehicle and fled in all directions.

"It seems that I am still not very popular."

Until a playful voice sounded, and a handsome blond boy opened the car door and appeared in front of everyone.

The moment he appeared, the reporters who had just dispersed, rushed over again like a tide.

Countless cameras and microphones were instantly pointed at Carl.

"Mr. Hohenzollern, can you tell me in detail what happened during the two months you disappeared?"

"Mr. Hohenzollern, someone has accused you of cashing out nearly $200 billion at the high end of the market during this crisis. Do you have anything to explain?"

"Mr. Hohenzollern, do you have anything to say about that amazing phone and the allegations against MIT?"

Countless questions kept coming at Carl like a string of cannonballs.

Carl just smiled in response, slowly walked to the front of the vehicle, patted the hood of the vehicle and said.

"I thought a professional media leader like you would be better at grasping the key points of the issue."

"But unfortunately, you obviously don't realize that the car I just drove is the real protagonist of this press conference."

"What do you mean?"

“Isn’t this a Porsche?”

"What's so special about this car?"

Everyone was confused by Carl's words, but he ignored the crowd's pursuit and blockade, and was surrounded by reporters with a smile on his face.

He arrived at the stage that had been prepared long ago, but he was not in a hurry to go up, allowing the Secret Service bodyguards to form a human wall.

Isolate those crazy reporters less than two steps away from you.

Then he looked up at the gentleman with a round belly on the stage and shouted cheerfully.

"Mr. Governor Mario Cuomo, I think this might be a better place to take a picture."

Hearing this, Mario Cuomo, who was standing on the stage waiting, smiled kindly, shook his head slightly, and immediately walked off the stage quickly.

As soon as the two met, the chubby governor opened his arms and embraced Karl in his arms.

After a passionate hug, they shook hands tightly.

White flashes kept flashing. There was no doubt that this scene would be captured in countless photos from different angles and published on the front pages of major newspapers tomorrow.

As for the accompanying articles, that would depend on Carl's performance today.

Mario Cuomo, with his signature professional smile, looks like a kind old man.

He guided the young man beside him, shaking hands with him while slowly turning his body.

This makes it convenient for all reporters present to take good photos from different angles.

But unlike the smile on his face, the governor's heart was not so calm.

He had intended to wait for the other person on the stage, just as he greeted all guests as governor.

That was all routine. Regardless of the success or failure of the press conference, he would make a profit.

But he didn't expect that this young man was indeed unusual. When he walked off the stage, he shook hands and hugged the other person in person on the stage.

I have just boarded the other party's pirate ship, and if this press conference fails, I may face very serious consequences.

But on the other hand, if this press conference is successful, he will also be able to gain the other party's goodwill and enough political capital.

Carl, who was cooperating in taking photos, was also somewhat shocked. He did not expect that the person next to him would be so decisive.

It takes less than a few seconds of thinking to make a decision on such an important matter.

It seems that the person who can become the governor of New York State is definitely not an ordinary person.

After these two people with their own thoughts finished taking pictures, Mario Cuomo spoke first. He put on a very exaggerated expression and spoke in a blaming tone.

"Mr. Hohenzollern, you really kept us waiting for too long. In the few days you were away, the New York State stock market lost tens of billions of dollars."

Hearing this, Karl showed a playful smile, shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently.

"I know sir, that's why I came here today. I will never shirk my responsibility."

"I want to compensate my shareholders and investors, so I drove this car here. It doesn't matter if I lose tens of billions of dollars."

"Because we can definitely make hundreds of billions again, this is not a big problem for us."

"Our company has advanced enough technology, and even more gratifying is that we have a great enough country."

"But there are great government workers like you."