Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

Hearing this, Mrs. Joseph couldn't help feeling a little confused, and she looked at Karl with hesitant eyes.

"Did I hear you correctly, ma'am? This is the plan of Dumbledore's heir, even though I said I could cooperate with him."

"But that was based on open confrontation and covert cooperation, similar to the 1960s and 1970s."

"The Soviet Union, which had not yet disintegrated, cooperated with the United States to dismantle the British and French colonial systems. This cooperation was based only on common interests."

"It definitely does not mean a complete easing of tensions. From a global perspective, there is almost no chance of easing tensions between us and Dumbledore's heir."

"This involves the fundamental interests of both parties."

Hearing this, Karl was not surprised at all. He continued to speak affirmatively in the tone of a leader.

"I agree with you ma'am, there will never be any chance of reconciliation between Dumbledore and Grindelwald."

“If the two sides reach a cooperation, it will cause unimaginable turmoil, but as a leader.”

"I still hope that you can come up with some suggestions to complete the plan and help the other party improve it."

"It's essentially about finding the flaws in those plans better."

Hearing this, Mrs. Joseph thought for a moment, then slowly nodded in approval.

She spoke with a serious face.

"What you said does make sense. At least in terms of your vision and pattern, I have to express my admiration for you."

"It is true that following the other party's plan and helping them develop and complete it will help analyze the loopholes in their plan."

"And it can help predict the development of the other party's future plans."

After saying that, Mrs. Joseph returned to the opened wall and looked among the pile of papers that looked messy.

I started searching again and soon found the information I wanted.

He returned to his previous position with the papers in his arms, flipped through them briefly, and quickly wrote a few short lines on a blank piece of paper.

Then he handed the note to Carl.

"These are some simple opinions I wrote. Given the current situation, I ask you to keep them confidential and burn them immediately after reading them."

"In short, there are two points that can be implemented for Dumbledore's heir's plan."

"One is to build a tight-knit organization with strict discipline to provide assurance against future violence."

"The second point is that we cannot have any mercy. While promoting the resolution of the crisis, we must also lay the groundwork for the detonation of a second crisis."

"We must use periodic crises to force those wizards who want to enjoy a comfortable life to unite around us."

"Thereby leading the entire wizarding community towards a possible future."

While listening to Mrs. Joseph's explanation, I looked at the simple operating methods listed on the small note.

Carl suddenly felt that he had a sense of shared aspirations, and at the same time, his conscience was greatly comforted.

At least compared to the methods written by Mrs. Joseph, the methods I have implemented before and the methods I foresee in the future.

They all seem too kind, at least they have never thought about completely controlling food.

Creating a great famine in the British wizarding community, forcing some wizards to take risks and use magic in front of Muggles.

Use this as an excuse to put pressure on the British Ministry of Magic, so as to reform the British Ministry of Magic and create a real government for the wizarding world.

Looking at the piece of paper in his hand, which was full of capitalist "humanitarian care", Carl's guilt instantly disappeared without a trace.

As expected, she is a noble lady who grew up with elite education in one of the only two old imperialist countries.

In terms of how to be "inhuman", he is far ahead.

While Karl was still immersed in the shock of capitalism's "humanistic care".

Mrs. Joseph on the side suddenly spoke again.

"Now that I've come to this, I'd like to offer some thoughts about myself."

"We might as well expand on your idea and use the plan we are discussing now as a guide."

“Think about how to work with each other.”

Hearing this, Carl snapped his fingers, and a small blue flame immediately burned the note in his hand to ashes.

Carl, or "Theodora Grindelwald", had a look of embarrassment on her face.

After being silent for a full 5 minutes, he slowly spoke with an extremely serious expression.

"Yes, ma'am, we can continue the discussion, but just like you asked me to do."

"There must not be any written records of our discussion, and there must not be any verbal leaks."

"This is absolutely no conversation, do you understand?"

Mrs. Joseph's expression also became serious. She nodded slightly and asked in a tentative tone.

"Officially start the talks?"

"Let's officially start the talks!" Carl responded seriously.

Mrs. Joseph, who received the accurate information, immediately put on a happy smile and spoke in a light tone.

"Very good, little darling, you are finally willing to come and have afternoon tea with me. Come and try this delicious dessert of mine."

"If you don't eat, I'll be angry."

"What are you doing?"

Karl was confused again by the woman in front of him, and the other party seemed to have suddenly become a different person.

From a sharp politician, she turned into a slightly perverted wife.

He was holding a pink macaron in his hand, pressing it against his face, with a perverted expression on his face, staring at his eyes intently.

Even the sound of speaking can increase blood sugar levels just by listening to it.

Just when Karl was about to scold the other party and ask him why he did this.

He suddenly discovered that the woman was using her free right hand to write and draw on the flat table with tea.

"It's amazing!" Seeing this scene, Carl couldn't help but sigh in his heart, while the other party maintained the body movements.

On the one hand, you can control your tone and expression, and on the other hand, you can use your free hand to write on the desktop.

The entire process does not require the involvement of the brain and eyes, and Carl can guess the reason.

After all, the other party is just a Muggle. Even if she can use magic, it cannot change the fact that she is not a wizard.

The other party does this to avoid having any scene or language recorded in his memory through his own eyes.

This is only possible if one is a master of "Soul Reading" at a very high level.

An ordinary wizard would never be able to get any information about this conversation from Mrs. Joseph.

In other words, the memories of this period of time were deleted from her brain by this lady using artificial power.