Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

“Ah???” Hearing this, Mr. Leon Wang’s face was full of question marks. He didn’t understand what Karl meant by this at all.

But he still maintained the rigorous professional attitude that an Auror should have and asked a supplementary question.

"It's a normal invitation, right? There's no need to invite the French Minister of Magic and the key leaders of various departments."

"Use potions to stun the victim or directly control him with magic, and physically carry him to a specific location."

"Just need me to give them a message?"

At the end of his speech, Mr. Leon Wang revealed a sense of lack of confidence.

It is conceivable that the reputation of this French international Auror in the field of crime in the European wizarding world is not very good.

Carl nodded somewhat helplessly, and added affirmatively.

"You are right, sir. You just need to inform them. You don't have to use the usual methods."

"Don't use it!!"

At the end, Carl became a little unconfident and emphasized it again.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Leon Wang could only nod awkwardly, but after sitting back in his seat, he couldn't help but ask back.

"What if they don't come? I know better than anyone how those insects are afraid of death."

"Just hearing the last name Grindelwald, some of them are older, like Mr. Strauss."

"They are likely to be so frightened that they become incontinent at night. If they are just notified, I doubt they will come to participate."

"So we arrange for undercover agents to be placed in various departments and invite them using the traditional method, which will have a higher chance of success."

Hearing this, Karl’s head was blown away, and he said in a firm tone.

"Don't worry sir, they will definitely come, and there is no need for you to deliberately ridicule Mr. Strauss."

"You just mentioned a detail. They are very afraid of Grindelwald. That's why they must come."

"Because the fear that stays in your mind is more frightening, it will be much better to face the fear, and you can make promises to them."

"I swear on the honor of the Grindelwald family name that no one will lose their lives in this process."

Mr. Leon Wang nodded mechanically, agreeing with what Ka said, but at the same time he added.

"If I may, Madam, I would like to raise that pledge a little."

"It has been raised to the point where absolutely no one is injured, just to ensure that no lives are lost, given the current reputation of our organization."

“It might not be enough of an attraction for those guys.”

“Ah???” This time it was Karl’s turn to have a face full of question marks. He looked at Mrs. Joseph in disbelief.

The other party just nodded silently and responded in a very small voice.

"Before you showed up, the organization's operations in Germany and France were already ongoing."

"Mr. Strauss made many promises, including one that no one's life would be lost."

"only......"

Mrs. Joseph was a little worried and looked at Mr. Strauss on Karl's left with her beautiful eyes.

Mr. Strauss felt the gaze and spoke with some embarrassment.

"It was an accident. It happened during the election for the post of Minister of Magic in Germany."

"The International Confederation of Wizards has always been dissatisfied with the fact that I, as a senior saint, have been occupying the position of Minister of Magic in Germany."

"So they joined forces with the French Minister of Magic at the time, as well as various officials and my rivals at the time."

"They attacked me together. I was alone and powerless at the time, so I could only convene a temporary meeting of the organization and use some non-violent means to ensure my re-election."

“I just didn’t expect that there were some French officials’ heads involved in this process.”

Mr. Strauss looked embarrassed, rubbing circles on his temples with his hands, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Finally, it was Mr. Leon Wang who spoke.

"They turned into idiots. About 20 of them suffered severe blows to the brain, and more than a dozen of them were probably insane due to the torture of magic."

"The three chairmen of the International Confederation of Wizards' Council all died within a month after returning from that banquet."

"That banquet is also known as the Berlin Tragedy."

"That's it!!" Mr. Strauss nodded awkwardly.

Carl's eyes twitched as he listened. He suddenly regretted agreeing to Grindelwald and taking over this damn organization.

I wanted to use this huge organization to support my plan.

As it turns out, there is not a single normal person in the entire organization.

I was also forced to wear this kind of clothes and put this kind of makeup on my face.

Now that I think about it, that damn old guy has never made a business deal at a loss.

The treasuries, castles, and possessions which he left to himself were not so much the wealth which he left to himself.

It's that old guy who gave himself the spiritual compensation in advance. You wait, damn old thing, I will settle this account when I return to England.

After making a note of Grindelwald in his heart, Carl looked at Mr. Leon Wang helplessly and said.

"You just need to inform them of the news, and you don't have to worry about anything else."

Hearing this, Mr. Leon Wang nodded, and after arranging his first step.

Karl was in no mood to continue the meeting, so he could only make a brief summary speech.

“After we take this step, I hope everyone here will implement the spirit of today’s meeting.”

"Remain restrained and calm, and temporarily put those traditional non-violent means in abeyance."

"Please remember what I am going to say next. Ladies and gentlemen, please remember that we are the good guys this time."

"He is a liberator who is ready to lead the entire European magical world out of crisis, for the greater good."

After saying that, Karl was ready to adjourn the meeting, but he saw that everyone looked like eggplants hit by frost.

They looked at each other in dismay. In fact, if you think about it, you will understand that for these people, after this meeting, many of them no longer feel like their hands and feet are tied.

It seemed as if I had lost all my strength and means at once, and facing an uncertain future, I did feel a little confused.

In order to boost morale, Carl rolled his eyes and spoke again.

"To overthrow Dumbledore!!"

These words seemed to touch some strange switch for these guys, instantly cheering them up from their decadence.

They all raised their right hands high and shouted loudly.

"To overthrow Dumbledore!!"