Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

"It's nothing, just a sigh." Seeing that Professor Snape was about to lose his temper again, Carl could only hastily make a tactical retreat.

He quickly waved his hands and explained with a smile on his face, but even though he looked like that on the surface, he couldn't help but complain in his heart.

"As expected of a big bat, its hearing is as good as radar, and it can hear such a small sound."

Professor Snape on the other side looked at Carl with a smile on his face. He knew that this bastard boy must have been up to something bad.

But after all, the other party has already admitted defeat, so I should still show magnanimity as an elder.

So he was very generous and did not pursue the matter, but instead began to fulfill the additional services that the other party had purchased.

First, he picked up the report on the British Ministry of Magic from the desk, flipped through it hastily, and spoke casually.

"The situation at the British Ministry of Magic is relatively simple. After all, it's just a bunch of idiots no matter how hard they try."

"It's impossible for them to come up with any good solutions. They have basically fallen into your trap."

"The situation in the entire British wizarding world is very bad. Prices have dropped to an unimaginable level."

"Products that normally cost one gold galleon can now be easily purchased for only 1/10 of the previous price."

"Isn't this a good thing?" Carl interrupted jokingly.

Professor Snape did not spoil the fun this time and followed suit half-jokingly.

"Indeed, under normal circumstances, I think the British Ministry of Magic would be eager to share this good news."

"Publish it in magical newspapers all over Europe and even the world. But now, it's the only thing they can do."

"They are desperately trying to cover up their failures and repeat to those impatient people countless times that the current difficulties are only temporary."

"The difficulties will soon be over, but I think this is just the beginning, right, Mr. Hohenzollern?"

Professor Snape stared at the boy in front of him and asked with a serious expression.

Carl shrugged innocently and spread his hands.

"How should I know? Sir, I am just an ordinary student at Hogwarts. I have absolutely no way of predicting the future."

"Not to mention your adult world. That world is too dirty and complicated. I don't like it at all."

"Haha!" Professor Snape curled his lips with a forced smile, ignoring the other party's performance, and read out aloud a series of numbers as if he was giving a report.

"Since the last week before the Christmas holidays, the so-called first savings bank in the wizarding world."

"It was suddenly announced that a number of funds based on credit loans were facing the possibility of being unable to redeem due to bad debts."

"This news is like throwing a stone into a calm lake, quickly breaking the fragile balance."

"In just one week, the value of shops in Diagon Alley dropped by more than 70%."

"Many wizards consume various bonds and short-term loans in shops."

"All kinds of credit products are facing the risk of not being honored, and then on the last day before the holiday begins."

"Some wizards discovered that the time deposits they had in that bank had been lent to other people in the name of investment."

"Those funds were then invested in the bond market with a multiple of 10 to 20 times the amount through various leverage and financial product packaging."

"And now those funds that were once worth a fortune have already fallen to less than 10% of their previous value."

"On the night when the joyous festival began, the savings of countless families were emptied directly, and Diagon Alley also set a record for nearly a century."

"The worst Christmas sales figures. Almost no one in the entire British wizarding world can afford even one gold Galleon."

"I heard that even Mr. Cornelius Fudge's pension can no longer be withdrawn."

"This is really sad news." Hearing this, Carl shook his head with a sad face.

But the corners of his mouth slowly rose uncontrollably, and he almost couldn't suppress his smile.

Looking at the boy who was trying hard to hold back his laughter, Professor Snape felt disdainful and unhappy, but he also warned him with a serious face.

"Please be careful with your attitude, Mr. Hohenzollern. Someone will eventually be held responsible for this crisis."

"That idiot Cornelius Fudge is obviously unqualified. Even if we torture him with the Cruciatus Curse, he will become crazy."

"It is also impossible to calm the anger of those wizards. Don't forget that this is not the Muggle world. They are all wizards with magic."

"They hold magic wands, but they are not a group of lambs to be slaughtered."

"Hahaha!" Carl couldn't help laughing when he saw Professor Snape say this with a serious face.

The sarcasm in the laughter was self-evident, and it made Professor Snape's temple throb wildly.

Then he suddenly slammed the report in his hand, interrupting Carl's laughter, and stared at him and asked.

"Is there anything wrong with what I said, Mr. Hohenzollern, even your nominal adoptive father, the greatest white wizard of this century."

"Albus Dumbledore couldn't even guarantee that he could face the wrath of all wizards in the British wizarding world alone."

"Even Voldemort has never been that crazy."

Seeing that Professor Snape was about to get angry again, Carl used his old tricks again and made another tactical concession, quickly waving his hands and saying.

"Don't get me wrong Professor. Like I said before, I'm just an ordinary student at Hogwarts."

"How could you possibly have such a crazy idea? I definitely didn't mean to mock you or your words were childish."

"I just thought of something funny, but as a student, I have to use one of the abilities I have."

"That's thinking and debate, and we can use a formula that you've used often before."

"That is to assume a goal and then list the various factors that are conducive to the success of this goal and those that are not conducive to this goal."

"And according to the different magnitudes, these factors are converted into numbers and then combined together."

"We can get a relatively accurate number. As long as this number is a positive number greater than 0, these goals are likely to be achieved."

"If it is less than 0 and is a negative number, then this target is unlikely to occur."

"Why don't we play this game? Anyway, my initial conclusion is that the event you predicted will never happen."

"It seems that you are very confident?" Upon hearing this, Professor Snape's face also showed a serious expression, a kind of desire to win that is unique to boys.

He plunged into this game, which he thought was stupid, and began to give examples.

"Let me speak first. First of all, the British Ministry of Magic is a bunch of rubbish!!"