Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

Before the voice faded, dust and smoke rose up, and accompanied by a dull sound, a pitch-black object fell directly on the marble floor in front of the two people.

The speed was so fast that it even cracked the marble floor, if it weren't for the two legs that were still shaking.

The father and son thought that the man in front of them was dead.

"How embarrassing, Sir Ludwig von Eisenstein, that is the way to greet someone when you visit their home."

Just as the father and son were about to throw the unidentified object in front of them out of the window into the Alps.

A pair of bright red high heels fell from the sky and stepped directly on the back of the object.

Looking up along the high heels, I saw a beautiful face with a sarcastic smile and her long golden hair was a little messy.

Those sapphire eyes made Kevin Lestrange feel a sense of déjà vu for a moment.

"Welcome to my castle, my dear lady. May I offer you my loyalty?"

Before Kevin Lestrange could think carefully, Louis Lestrange beside him hurriedly pulled his son to half-kneel on the ground.

He folded his right hand across his chest, showing the highest courtesy to the heir of Grindelwald.

"There is no need for such a grand ceremony, Mr. Kevin Lestrange, can you help me up?"

Kevin Lestrange was half-kneeling on the ground and bowing his head, trying hard to recall in his mind why he had a sense of déjà vu.

Theodora Grindelwald, that cynical voice sounded again.

Kevin Lestrange then raised his head slightly, only to see a slender white arm stretched out in front of him.

Above is a beautiful face with a playful smile.

With just one glance, Kevin Lestrange's heart seemed to be surrounded by a warm current, and all the pain and doubts disappeared.

He felt his heart beating faster, his palms sweating, and he even seemed to have forgotten the aristocratic etiquette he had learned.

He stretched out his right hand stupidly, but was not brave enough to grab the white hand in front of him.

"What a broken piece of wood!" After a full 30 seconds, Carl stepped on Cedric's back.

Unable to keep her balance, she cursed inwardly and grabbed Kevin Lestrange's right hand without any ladylike manners.

With the support of the other's arm, he jumped off Cedric's back.

"what!!!!"

As the pair of red high-heeled shoes landed on the ground, a shrill scream was heard.

It turned out that when Karl landed, his calves were tortured by the high heels and he really didn't have much strength.

When jumping off Cedric's back, he didn't control the distance well, and poor Cedric fell unconscious to the ground.

The palm of his right hand was hit directly by the heel of the high-heeled shoe, and the severe pain woke him up from his coma.

He ran around the corridor of the castle while screaming desperately with his right hand raised high.

Looking at the figure running around frantically, Kevin Lestrange, who was holding Carl's right hand, became more and more upset.

He would never forget the golden mask on the other's face, and judging from the back, even though the guy in front of him was wearing a loose wizard robe.

But he always felt that just looking at the back was disgusting.

"Who is he, and why can he always be by your side?"

With various emotions accumulated, Kevin Lestrange actually questioned Carl, who was dressed as Theodora Grindelwald, face to face.

His emotions were extremely intense, and the hand that he had not dared to clench just now now tightly grasped Carl's right hand.

"Watch the way you speak. Let go of the lady's right hand. Where have you learned your manners and etiquette?"

Seeing his son in this state, Louis Lestrange almost had a myocardial infarction on the spot.

He had witnessed with his own eyes the fire that illuminated the entire Berlin, and the air-raid tower that even tens of tons of explosives could not demolish.

It was reduced to ashes under the blue flame.

But at this moment, Kevin Lestrange seemed to be deaf and could not hear his father's reproach.

He grasped the white and slender hand tightly, his eyes wide open, staring closely at the pair of blue eyes in front of him.

He looks like he won't give up until he achieves his goal.

"His name is Ludwig von Eisenstein, and he is the candidate saint that my grandfather arranged for me."

"He has been serving as my personal bodyguard and is one of my loyal subordinates."

Carl looked at his mad cat and replied with a smile in the tsundere tone that only Theodora Grindelwald used.

Then he turned his head and looked at the anxious Louis Lestrange, who deliberately asked

"I think Mr. Lestrange should know this surname and should have heard the story of their family."

"I know! I know!! Of course I know!" Louis Lestrange wiped the sweat from his forehead and nodded quickly.

"Eisenstein is a famous pure-blood wizard family in Germany. Their ancestors even had high titles in the real Muggle world."

"There are even a few girls who married into the Prussian royal family. It's funny to say that they have the last name of Dumbledore's heir."

"It's the same surname as the Prussian royal family, Hohenzollern. I remember the name of Queen Eisenstein's husband."

"I think his name is also Karl Hohenzollern."

"What!!"

"What!!"

As soon as Louis Lestrange finished speaking, two incredible questions rang out at the same time.

Kevin Lestrange's face was filled with anger, and Carl almost couldn't maintain his performance.

A distorted expression, as if constipated, appeared on that beautiful face.

"Damn old man, he even tried to trick me with his name. Wait until I get back." This is what Carl thought in his heart.

"Why!! Why!! Why are these people always ahead of me? Why are even their names so disgusting?"

"Why?! What's wrong with me?"

After hearing what his father said, Kevin Lestrange didn't know why he always felt that the back of the person running around in front of him was like a clown.

It is slowly overlapping with the back of a person who is full of stupidity.

In just a moment, I had this unwilling thought, and this emotion was out of control.

Even though he was holding his goddess' hand at this moment, he still felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

Seeing that his cat was about to explode, Carl felt overwhelmed, and at the same time he had a vague feeling.

The other party may be about to guess Cedric's identity, in order to keep this drama going.

Karl could only take a deep breath and decide to sell his looks.

He stretched out his remaining left hand and gently placed it on Kevin Lestrange's face, looking at him with a smile.

Lift up the other person's tightly clenched right hand.

Said proudly.

"Although it is not yet time for the dance, you do not seem to be ready to give up on Mr. Lestrange."

"Are you planning to dance with me right here? Then your right hand shouldn't be so stiff."

"It should be placed around my waist."