Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

Now that the protagonist has changed to Mr. Hohenzollern, you guys immediately changed your faces, especially that bastard Cornelius Fudge.

The idiot's smile was as if he was almost kneeling on the ground and calling the other person daddy. The more Lucius thought about it, the angrier he got.

He graduated from Slytherin House. As a pure-blood aristocrat, how could he not have any ambitions?

The reason why he stood on Voldemort's side was to gain some benefits for himself in the future, but he did not expect that Voldemort would later become a madman who killed people indiscriminately.

He had done himself a disservice by getting himself half disabled. Now that he had finally recovered, he could see how submissive these bastards were being to him.

But he never expected that the other party didn't take him seriously at all. Behind him stood Mr. Hohenzollern, who supported him in everything.

If it were two years ago, Lucius would probably choose to be patient, or even feel fortunate to have someone to rely on.

But now, seeing that Carl used a series of crazy operations to play the entire British Ministry of Magic and most of the ordinary wizards like dogs.

All their wealth was swept away easily, and I also learned a lot of tricks from it, plus yesterday's trip to the Muggle world.

He had to agree with what Mr. Hohenzollern had said to him before.

“The world is just a huge makeshift team. Take away the halo of those so-called leaders and you will find that many people are just mentally retarded people who can take care of themselves.”

Anger ignited his long-buried ambition, and experience strengthened his confidence.

Lucius now felt extremely confident and inflated, and he was roaring in his heart.

"Why can Karl Hohenzollern do it but I can't? If he can do it, so can I."

"Malfoy has always been the most precious and the smartest."

And just as Lucius was cheering himself up frantically in his heart.

Cornelius Fudge standing by felt that he was a little tired of laughing, as the excessive fat could no longer support his facial muscles.

In order to avoid facial paralysis, he could only ask in a low voice.

"Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Malfoy, what's wrong with you? Is there anything you need our help with?"

"Please rest assured that we will provide all the help we can, but let us take a look first."

"Mr. Hohenzollern gave us a proposal. The crisis in the British wizarding world cannot be delayed any longer. The current situation is already very serious."

"Hmph!!!" Lucius could no longer control himself. He snorted with disdain and glared at Cornelius Fudge fiercely.

"Provide all support other than help. That's what you mean. Look at how impatient you are. You are really a bunch of losers."

Lucius cursed in his heart and took out the document that he had hidden in his arms.

He casually threw it on the conference table and pointed at the cover of the document.

"This is what you want. I advise you to think carefully about the plan inside. And this plan does not necessarily require cooperation with that gentleman."

"We can also discuss other solutions. I'm on the side of the pure-blood family..."

"You may leave now if you do not wish to pay for the service yourself. Next up is our internal meeting at the Ministry of Magic."

"We need to take a good look at this document to avoid making the same mistakes as before."

Lucius was interrupted by someone, and the person who spoke was still the most honest old Barty Crouch, who had been unhappy with Lucius for a long time.

Although he and he could barely be considered colleagues in secret, he hated the guy in front of him from the bottom of his heart.

Besides, I have also received another order, so I don’t have to give the other party a good face today.

On the other side, Lucius was not too angry at first. After all, he knew very well what the other party's attitude towards him was.

However, after the other party interrupted him so rudely, no one present spoke up for him and they all treated him as air again.

Even Cornelius Fudge, who was squeezed next to him and kept grinning at him, no longer had that fawning look on his face.

The idiot carefully placed the document in front of him and began to read every word on it carefully.

Indifference! Complete indifference!

This attitude of disregard completely ignited the anger in Lucius' heart and made him understand everything clearly.

In the eyes of many people who knew the truth, he was just a dog of Mr. Hohenzollern.

The extreme feeling of shame made the rage in his heart burn fiercely. Unable to suppress it any longer, he slowly stood up from his seat.

He left the meeting room without saying a word, and during the entire process, no one stood up to see him off or said a word or two.

Lucius walked out of the door without staying for long, because he knew there was no point in getting angry now.

After going through so much, he now knows very well that only by making himself strong can he have the right to speak.

Compared to competing with Mr. Hohenzollern in improving magic, the increase of money and wealth seems more likely.

So without stopping for long, he went straight to a hidden fireplace in the Ministry of Magic, grabbed a handful of Floo powder and shouted loudly.

"VIP Room 0!!"

Accompanied by a strange green flame rising from the fireplace, his figure disappeared from the Ministry of Magic.

After a not-so-pleasant journey, he, covered in dust, returned to the VIP room he had just left yesterday.

Just as his feet touched the ground, he heard a mechanical sound nearby.

"A VIP has been detected entering, and the cleaning mode has started. It has also been detected that the VIP's clothes are stained with some dust."

"The bathroom has been turned on for self-heating. The preliminary preparations for the VIP bath have begun. Change of clothes are ready to be delivered."

Looking at the small object next to him that looked like a piece of bread, it had an eyeball emitting green light, which kept looking up and down at him and saying some strange words.

In addition to feeling a little curious, Lucius also felt very comfortable. This was the attitude he wanted.

So he rarely showed any disdain for Muggle belongings, and under the guidance of the other party, he walked into the two rooms next to the VIP room.

I soaked in the bathtub that had been filled with rose essential oil and clicked on the smart service next to it.

So after taking a bath, a bunch of mechanical arms suddenly appeared and carefully wiped every part of their bodies clean.

She also sprayed him with cologne and matched several outfits for him based on his reflection in the mirror.

I have to say that he has good taste. With the help of these things, he changed into a high-end dress that could be called a custom-made one.

A familiar voice sounded outside the door.

"Dear Mr. Malfoy, I didn't expect that we would meet so soon."