Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

The first morning after the Christmas holidays.

The Great Hall of Hogwarts Castle was still filled with the warmth of the festival, but this warmth could not dispel the haze that shrouded the air.

Students entered the auditorium one after another. Unlike usual times, the atmosphere today was unusually heavy.

Whispers were heard one after another, as if everyone had unspeakable secrets or worries.

Students gathered in groups of two or three around the long table, but their conversations with each other were extremely cautious.

Their eyes flashed with anxiety and anger from time to time, as if something major was about to happen.

The students of Slytherin House seemed particularly proud. Most of them were talking and laughing, occasionally looking at the group of angry Gryffindors.

The Gryffindor students responded with sharp looks, and the tension between the two sides almost froze the air.

Although the Ravenclaw students were relatively calm, they could not hide the worry on their faces.

They were discussing something in low voices, occasionally looking up at the professors in the teaching seats, as if expecting some explanation or comfort.

However, even the professors who were usually the calmest seemed to be troubled.

Professor McGonagall looked stern as she glanced back and forth among the students, finally stopping at the corner of the Hufflepuff table.

There were three students sitting there alone, with no classmates around to eat with, and all the classmates stayed away from them.

Even the little badgers, who usually live in peace with the world, seemed unwilling to approach that corner.

"Did we do something wrong?" Cedric was the first to speak among the three. He really couldn't stand this kind of atmosphere.

Since he returned to school, no one has come to communicate with him actively, and every time he goes over to ask the other person with a smile, he wants to know how his vacation life was going.

All the other parties took the initiative to escape from him, no matter they were his juniors or seniors, or classmates from other colleges, without exception.

This made him feel very sad. He had wanted to see some different scenes during lunch today.

However, they did not expect to be isolated even more completely. The three of them sat in the corner of the entire auditorium, like the plague god, with no one ready to approach them.

"What did you do wrong?" Kevin Lestrange, one of the three, put down his knife and fork, took out a clean white napkin, and wiped the gravy from the corner of his mouth elegantly.

Then, he shook the milky pumpkin juice in his hand, smiled at the stupid pumpkin head in front of him, and mocked him without any hesitation.

"Can what we do be judged as right or wrong? If we really have to judge right or wrong, you and I should have gone to hell long ago."

"Only fools would think of living in a group. The strong and the wise should learn to enjoy solitude. Besides, isn't this good?"

"It's really beneath our dignity to have that bunch of rubbish around us all the time."

After saying that, he ignored Cedric who was glaring at him and started to taste the pumpkin juice in his hand.

With that posture and style, if he wasn't holding a crudely made ceramic cat-shaped cup in his hand, people would have thought he was drinking red wine.

By the way, this ceramic cup was Carl's Christmas gift to him in this capacity.

Cedric also has one, which is the larger golden retriever ceramic cup on the table with its tail shaking like a propeller.

Seeing that his cat and dog were about to start fighting again, Carl didn't care at all.

He was staring at Professor Snape, the only one eating quietly in the professor's seat on the podium, with a look of dissatisfaction and grievance.

The other party actually played tricks yesterday and did not apologize to me in person in a sincere and emotional manner.

He even kicked me out of the house without giving me any face at all, and didn't even bother to report on the situation in Hogwarts.

It was also thrown out through the window gap. He was standing at the door at the time and secretly swore to make this old bat apologize to him in person.

What's more, at that time, the dog system, which had been silent for many days, suddenly jumped out and said sarcastically.

[What a useless host. As a time traveler, he was fooled by the natives. It's really embarrassing. 】

[So they must be severely punished. All villains' scores are now frozen until they have completed their counterattack against the humiliators.]

[And depending on the degree of completion of the task, not only can the score be unfrozen, but also additional rewards can be obtained, including the special card "Resurrection of the Dead". ]

When Carl heard that the dog system was going to freeze his score, he didn't actually feel too much psychologically. After all, he was different from other villains or time travelers.

He didn't rely much on this damn thing. After fulfilling his long-cherished wish, it didn't matter whether he had it or not.

But he had to say that he was somewhat excited about the special reward card. After all, his cooperation with Professor Snape was based on helping a person to resurrect.

That set of alchemical magic is extremely costly and time-consuming, and it is obviously impossible to promote it on a large scale.

If I can get this reward, I will have more room to maneuver, especially for the old bee.

You know, even if it's a done deal now and only the finishing touch is left, he still isn't very confident.

The old bee may not be willing to honestly give up the responsibility he bears.

If that old guy fights with me to the end, then the problem will be complicated and difficult to deal with. If I could have this magic card.

My own confidence will be greatly improved, so Professor Snape's face must be stripped off and thrown at his feet, and no one can keep it, I say!

Just as he was thinking about how to make Professor Snape apologize to him on his own initiative.

The two people beside me started working first.

As expected, it was Cedric who made the first move. This guy was once again defeated by Kevin Lestrange.

He was so angry that he reached out and pinched the other person's chubby face, and Kevin Lestrange was because of the transformation magic.

However, with his 11-year-old body and chubby short arms, he couldn't reach Cedric's face at all. He could only try hard to turn his head away and bite the other's hand.

Cedric, whose right hand was bitten, stood up and screamed in pain, while Kevin Lestrange bit the other's right hand tightly.

He stood up as well, and no matter how hard he tried to shake it off, he couldn't. He saw that all eyes in the auditorium were focused on him.

Carl could only sigh helplessly, stood up, stretched out his knife, and smashed heavily on the two big heads, one on each side.

Then he pulled up his ears, stared at both sides fiercely and whispered.

"If you keep fighting, all desserts for the two of you for the next six months will be cancelled, and no one of you is allowed to be around me anymore."

"I don't want to bring two embarrassing guys with me!!"