Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

It was obvious that Lucius did not believe what Carl said. After experiencing so much, he had long since wiped out the last bit of innocence in his humanity.

He no longer believed such bullshit that no one was willing to make great sacrifices for the benefit of others.

Even the great Dumbledore had some hidden selfish desires, didn't he?

Without the other party's connivance and secret help, how could this little bastard in front of him achieve such an achievement so easily.

So when Carl said this, the first thing that came to Lucius's mind was that the other party was just mocking him in a different way.

Facing Lucius's questioning, Carl did not refute emotionally, but just spoke calmly.

"There's nothing to doubt about. It's just a matter of moving on to the next stage."

"Everything I just said is true. The reason is the first thing I said at the beginning. I am a wizard."

"In this capacity, I must unite everyone in the British wizarding community, no matter what means or in what name."

"Because if we can't do this, we won't be qualified to take a place in the next struggle."

"What do you mean?"

Lucius heard the seriousness and sincerity in Carl's tone, which made him put away his previous sarcasm and become a little alert.

He asked carefully.

"What next fight? Isn't this game already over? You are already the biggest winner. You can win with your partners."

"Enjoy the fruits of your victory. There is no force in the British wizarding world that can rival you."

"The British Ministry of Magic is even less capable of fighting you. As for the Muggles, many of them are probably eager to help you carry your shoes."

"That's right now." Carl did not deny it, his tone remained calm.

"But what about after that? How long can this situation last? Ten or twenty years, no matter what new growth points are brought about by the era."

“After all, it is limited, and what I bring is no exception. When the growth rate slows down, the real capital market will officially begin.”

"My past identity and my identity as a wizard seem to have no problems now. No one will doubt this or use it to attack me."

"But once the growth rate starts to slow down, these small problems will gradually be magnified."

As he spoke, Carl struck another match. In the reflection of the firelight, his blue eyes flashed with an indescribable coldness.

With his eyes lowered, he skillfully lit the cigarette in his hand. After exhaling the first breath, he extinguished the match in his hand.

In the darkness, his voice sounded a little strange, like a helpless self-mockery.

"Don't believe in those bullshit statements about globalization and capital having no borders. The ID card will always be the biggest problem."

"Because this narrative method can best mobilize the power of most ordinary people, because many people have no other choice except this."

"So the moment I stepped into the British wizarding world, the moment my identity changed from a Muggle to a wizard."

"I have no choice in many things. I can only stand firmly by your side."

"Now that we are almost done with the dessert, it will eventually be time to enjoy the main course. Before that, we must become strong enough."

"Only by uniting together enough, will the entire wizarding community have the right to bargain in the future."

"As for me personally, I could certainly choose to abandon the entire wizarding community, but I had no choice but to agree to an old bastard."

"I promised him that I would help him realize his unfulfilled ideals, so even though I particularly hate you now, I must forgive Mr. Malfoy."

After he finished speaking, the whole room fell into silence again, and the facial expressions of the two people could not be seen clearly in the darkness.

But judging from the increasingly labored breathing, one of them was having an intense ideological struggle in his heart.

Finally, after 5 minutes of waiting, Carl got the answer from the other party. Lucius stretched out a hand and waved it in front of Carl.

Asked in a low voice.

"Are there any more cigarettes?"

After hearing this question, a smug smile appeared on Carl's face. He took out an unopened box of cigarettes from his ring and handed it to the other party.

At the same time, he handed the matches in his hand to the other party, then slowly stood up, patted the other party on the shoulder and said.

"Since you have already answered, let's end this matter here. I have to rush back to Hogwarts as soon as possible."

"There's still a nasty guy out there waiting to be dealt with. Thinking of him gives me a headache. He's such a troublesome guy."

"Oh, right."

As he spoke, Carl took out a glittering gold card and handed it to Lucius.

Lucius took the card, but because there was no light around, he couldn't see clearly what was written on the card.

Judging only by appearance, it seemed to be an invitation. He looked at it carefully for a while and then looked up and asked.

"What is this? It looks like an invitation. Do you have any other banquets to invite me to?"

"Yes, it's a banquet." Carl nodded with a smile, "It's a wedding banquet."

"You're going to marry your senior!"

Lucius blurted out.

This unexpected sentence made Carl in the dark stunned.

Lucius couldn't see the expression on the other person's face in the darkness, but he could feel that the little bastard in front of him might not be feeling well at the moment.

This made him in a good mood, and he couldn't help but continue to tease.

"I didn't expect you to progress so fast, but it's okay. Your actual age is already over 15 years old."

"According to the laws of the British wizarding world, anyone over the age of 15 can get married. Since you have invited me, please allow me to give you my blessing now."

“I wish you a sweet future.”

"Shut up!" Carl roared, angrily saying.

"Can you please not be so dirty-minded, and don't you think this is too surprising?"

"This wedding does not belong to me, but to my adoptive father, Dumbledore."

"Who are you talking about!!" Lucius was choked by the cigarette in his hand and began to cough violently. He looked at the figure in the darkness with a strange expression on his face.

His cheeks twitched as he spoke slowly.

"Isn't this name more surprising than the fact that you married your senior?"

“This is a bit too exaggerated.”