Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

"That's all???" Professor Snape, who was usually cold and frosty, was a little out of control at this moment.

He stood up from his chair, looked at the boy in front of him with disbelief, and wanted to say something.

But suddenly, as if he thought of something, he frowned and asked.

"What's Lucius involved here? Isn't he your right-hand man now?"

"I have been helping you deal with the matter between you and the British Ministry of Magic. Why do you sound as if he is your next target?"

"What are you talking about?" Facing the accusation, Carl said seriously with a stern face.

"What do you mean by next target? Am I a swindler in your heart who likes to cheat people?"

"I've said it before, I never like to force anyone, I will always give others some opportunities."

"Then after careful consideration, he will choose the path I have arranged for him."

"I'm not a psychopath who only knows how to use violence. I'm a capitalist and I play by the rules."

"It's still just as disgusting." Professor Snape curled his lips in disdain.

This attitude made Carl very unhappy. It was a challenge to his attitude towards life, forcing him to explain himself.

"From a certain perspective, there is nothing wrong with what you just said, Lucius and other pure-blood nobles."

"Although it's on my menu, I definitely didn't deny them a chance. At the beginning, I just wanted to take away all the gold galleons they had."

"As a result, they couldn't resist the temptation and had to put their own shops and properties on the line. This was the first time."

“Second time.” Carl slowly stretched out two fingers with a smug smile on his face.

"The loan agreement I signed with them has a slightly higher interest rate, but compared to what they have earned during this period, it is nothing."

"They can just use some of their profits to plug these holes and get back their properties and other collateral."

"But they refused to do so and even secretly bypassed my people and used the money they earned to leverage and buy my company's shares in some underground financial markets."

"What do they want to do?"

As he spoke, Karl took out two envelopes from his ring and threw them on the table.

"Look at these two letters. One is from me to Mr. Lucius, and the other is his reply to me."

"In the letter I wrote, I clearly told the other party that stocks are risky investments and should be invested with caution."

"Take back the shop and land contract as soon as possible. I will forgive their profits. They just need to continue to cooperate with me."

"Just transport those Galleons to the designated location for me."

"But look at what he's saying."

The smile on Carl’s face completely disappeared, replaced by a layer of frost.

Professor Snape looked at the other person's expression, his heart filled with helplessness. He slowly opened the letter.

After briefly reading it, he threw the letter on the table and stared at the ceiling with lifeless eyes.

He had never thought that Lucius, who was always shrewd, would be so foolish.

The smug feeling between the words on the paper seemed to jump out of the paper. It was estimated that the other party was still aiming to become a director of the other company.

The beautiful dream of being truly equal to the other party, but little did they know that this beautiful dream would soon turn into a terrible nightmare.

The other party jumped into such an obvious and simple trap without hesitation.

Professor Snape, who was confused, looked at Carl with some suspicion.

Karl waved his hands quickly and said with a smile.

"Don't look at me like that Professor. I didn't use any illegal magic or potions."

"This was all Mr. Lucius's own choice. He had three chances, and he didn't give up his obsession once."

"If he was willing to turn back from his wrong path, he could have lived in peace and made a fortune, but he resolutely chose to fall into my trap."

Karl took out a cigarette from the ring and lit it slowly, then took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

Looking at the white smoke ring, Professor Snape frowned. He hated this kind of smoke with a strong pungent smell.

Because this would destroy his sense of smell and affect his judgment when brewing potions, but now, all he could do was stay quietly by the side.

He also wanted to hear the explanation from the young man in front of him. This incredible phenomenon had happened many times.

For someone like him who pays attention to logic and does things as rigorously as mathematical formulas, he really can't understand why this happened.

Karl, who was standing by, spoke slowly after smoking half of the cigarette in his hand.

"Dear professor, you must be very distressed now. Why are those people so crazy and desperate to get into my trap?"

"If it's just one or two people, it's fine, but even the entire British wizarding world will be like a group of sheep being driven."

"Walking into the fence automatically, isn't that unusual?"

Hearing this, Professor Snape was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly.

"Yes, all this is illogical, because even an ordinary person who has not been exposed to any knowledge."

"If you observe slowly in your daily life, you will also conclude that the higher the return, the greater the risk."

"And even if that's the case, let's assume that those people are all fools. The probability of one person finding out about the trap is only 1%, which is almost negligible."

"But when the sample base expands, for example, all the wizards in the entire British wizarding world, then the probability will rise to 100%."

“At least 20 people will be able to discover the problem, and 20 people will spread the news.

"It only takes less than two weeks for the instructions to spread to all wizards, but it took more than a year for you to set the trap."

"This sister is a little too incredible. Lucius and those pure-blood nobles have no reason to do this."

Faced with Professor Snape's doubts, a smile appeared on Carl's face again. Such a long time had passed.

This damn bat always likes to control himself, come up with a damn formula, and never give himself face.

Now it’s finally my turn to use knowledge to bully others. It makes me happy just thinking about it.

So he smiled and spoke.

"The reason is very simple, that is, these people exist as a group, not as individuals superimposed on each other."

"So in your calculation formula, your sample base has not expanded and has always been the number 1."