Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

Hearing this, Karl smiled without saying anything, turned around and pointed his finger at the silver car that looked like a Porsche 911 in the left corner of the center of the square.

After that, Carl finished drinking the Coke and threw it aside casually. Then he thought about it and felt that something seemed to be wrong.

He walked up to Mr. Ed Eugene and handed him a $20 bill.

"I remember that according to the relevant regulations of New York City Management, there is a fine of $20 for randomly discarding garbage."

"It may be difficult to find a policeman to pay the fine now, so I'd better hand it to you directly. By the way, after the press conference is over."

"Remember to give me an invoice for paying the fine."

After that, under the gaze of everyone, Carl once again walked to the microphone in the center of the stage and tapped the microphone twice with his hands.

The dull knocking sound spread throughout the square through the loudspeakers, reaching the reporters and other spectators who had just taken a break.

He took two bites at a time and finished the hamburger and Coke in his hands. Then he threw the wrapping paper and the Coke cup randomly into various corners.

Seeing this scene, Carl turned to look at Mr. Ed Eugene, who was still standing there in a daze with $20 in his hand.

He said with a knowing smile.

"Before the press conference begins, I would like to remind everyone that you are now in the Capitol Square in New York State."

"This is New York's window to the world, so please be sure to abide by the city's health management laws."

"Ladies and gentlemen who just dumped garbage carelessly, please pay the $20 fine at the relevant intersection after the press conference."

"By the way, please prepare cash. And a personal reminder, I have just paid the fine, so remember to get the receipt."

After such a humorous speech, the whole audience burst into laughter.

Everyone's mood relaxed a little, and surrounded by everyone's laughter, Carl suddenly spoke loudly in front of the microphone.

"Hello Tesla, turn on all the vehicle's lights, doors and trunk."

"What does it mean?"

“Is there anyone here named Tesla?”

"Who would come up with such a strange name?"

Karl's sudden words made everyone present a little confused, and those who were laughing just now looked at each other in bewilderment.

Until a slightly neutral male mechanical voice came from the left side of the center of the square.

"Okay Mr. Hohenzollern, all vehicle lights have been turned on, and all doors and trunks have been opened."

As soon as he finished speaking, a brilliant silver-white light instantly illuminated the entire venue, and at the same time, a dynamic music slowly came.

Everyone's attention was attracted by the lights and music, and they noticed the silver-gray vehicle that looked like a Porsche 911 and was parked on the left side of the center of the square.

At some point, all the vehicle lights were turned on, and all the doors and trunk were opened.

If the ground of the square could not rotate, the reporters holding cameras would have thought that they had traveled to Germany on a business trip and were attending the Frankfurt Auto Show.

Just as everyone was puzzled and a little curious, they slowly gathered in the corner of the square and began to use various equipment to take pictures of the strange car in front of them.

The familiar young voice was heard on the stage again.

"Hello Tesla, start the engine and determine the surrounding traffic conditions."

"No problem, the engine has been started and the surrounding traffic conditions have begun to be assessed."

A violent engine sound suddenly rang out, but people approaching the vehicle discovered that this was not the sound of this car's engine.

It's more like a superb simulated sound wave, emitted from multiple speakers inside the vehicle.

Because at the moment of starting, this car did not show the slight shaking that other fuel vehicles should have.

The whole car was unnaturally quiet, as if an electric toy was being started.

Just when everyone was about to explore why the car was so quiet, the neutral male mechanical voice sounded again.

"The onboard radar detection showed that there were many people around and they were moving towards the vehicle, so the conditions for relocation were not met."

"At the same time, according to the news received by radio, according to the temporary traffic management notice issued by the New York State Government Traffic Management Office."

"The vehicle is currently located in the center of the traffic control area. Please wait patiently for the traffic control to be lifted."

"Observe relevant traffic rules. If you encounter an emergency, the vehicle will be in emergency response mode and ready to alert you at any time."

"The vehicle has not yet been connected to the New York State Police internal network and is unable to provide the nearest patrol officer location information."

"Oh my god, is this still a car? He is smarter than my son who stays at home and relies on his parents for support."

"I really need a vehicle like this. Only when I drive this vehicle to interview gangs, I don't have to worry about my life safety."

"I feel like I have traveled through time from the future. No, even if you are the most amazing science fiction writer today, you can't imagine what I am seeing now."

Everyone was shocked by this performance, even the professional journalists who claimed to be well-informed.

Or those broadcast bloggers who usually promote conspiracy theories and some vulgar jokes on the radio.

Everyone looked at the car in front of them with longing expressions.

Some reporters reacted faster and repeated the same trick, tying several speakers around their waists and climbing up the flagpole next to them.

He asked Carl on the stage, speaking from across the air in a posture like a monkey hanging on a tree.

"Mr. Hohenzollern, are you sure this is not some rehearsed performance? It's hard to believe that this is a product that can be produced in this century."

"It should be from the future. Can you tell us why this car is so quiet?"

In response to reporters' questions, Carl showed his signature professional smirk, opened his arms and responded loudly.

"It seems that a high-calorie diet can sometimes make the brain immersed in happiness, so that it forgets some of the information just provided."

"Remember the theme of the conference I mentioned a few hours ago? We are going to experience a magical journey that can be called a dream."

“We will arrive in the 21st century ahead of schedule.”

After saying this, Carl bowed slightly and gracefully to the people watching from the audience, just like a performer in a drama.

Then he stretched out his right hand, pointed at the vehicle, and introduced it loudly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let us officially enter the theme of this press conference after a long wait."

"MAT's latest product, the Tesla Su7, is a pure electric car from the 21st century."