Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

Voldemort's complaint was not because he was pretentious, but because although he liked to kill innocent people, his IQ was also very worrying.

When he gets angry, he won't even let his own subordinates go. He also schemed and plotted a lot during his student days, but as a bad guy he also has his bottom line.

He can use tricks to deceive fools, or he can use his power to bully others and threaten them with violence.

However, in his mind, poisoning was the most despicable means, even though he lacked research in this area.

So after such a long time, he still hadn't figured out how to pour this special potion into Mr. Hohenzollern's cup.

Just when he was feeling distressed, a heated argument broke out in the common room outside the dormitory.

A senior male student spoke first.

"We should compete in Quidditch. It is the most traditional game and also Gryffindor's strong point."

“We don’t need much extra training and can easily win the championship.”

"You are too confident, senior." A first-year male student objected.

"You don't know what kind of awesome brooms the Slytherin Quidditch team is equipped with now."

"In the past few months, we have lost all our pocket money, but there is still the outside world and those guys from Slytherin House."

"Their lives have not been affected at all. They are still competing in Quidditch. You might as well just give that special bonus to Slytherin House."

"Don't you know how to use your brain? Play something that requires intelligence, like traditional wizard chess or something like that."

"I think there's something wrong with your brain." The senior male student yelled in frustration.

"In a competition of those things, can you surpass those nerds in Ravenclaw?"

"You're just a fool who can't even pass the basic flying course, so don't show off your damn sense of superiority here."

"You said I don't use my brain to think about it, do you have a brain yourself?"

"Who are you calling an idiot?!"

"How about I say you!!!"

Without saying a word, the two boys started butting each other like two angry bulls.

A female classmate who had been watching from the side had to step forward and speak out to stop the fight.

"Stop arguing. This is the nth time this week. It's just a competition. The situation now is different from a month ago."

"Hasn't the misunderstanding been cleared up? After all, it's just a bonus, compared to everything Mr. Hohenzollern has done for us."

"We don't have to fight for that money. Why do we have to choose this kind of competitive competition? Why don't we compete in drama?"

"Each college will perform a play, and let the rest of the audience vote for who performs the best. This will help heal the scars between the four colleges."

“It can also avoid confrontation and prevent new conflicts from arising.”

After hearing this, the two boys who were fighting with each other immediately reconciled and turned around to mock the girl.

"What nonsense are you talking about, Susan? Can that kind of competition still be called a competition? You are simply here to make people laugh."

"That is, don't think I haven't read those scripts you secretly wrote during class."

"If you really choose this kind of competition according to your idea, then I'm afraid that Mr. Hohenzollern will have to play at least four princes."

"He was busy that day kissing the four princesses who had drunk poison and were unconscious. He had to change his lipstick several times a day."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" The girl named Susan's face turned red.

He glared at the first-year boy with sharp eyes, pounced on him and pinned him to the ground, then roared angrily.

"How dare you peek at my notebook? Today I'm going to let you see how powerful I am. I just want Mr. Hohenzollern to play the role of the prince."

"At least I'm handsome and gentle enough. Even if I'm wrongly accused by you fools, I won't do anything rude."

"Don't forget that all the food expenses of Hogwarts in the past few months were paid by others."

"You eat other people's food and say bad things about them. It's totally unreasonable."

The angry Susan instantly turned from a gentle and lovely girl into an angry lioness. The boy who was pinned to the ground by her faced the lioness's roar.

I could only keep begging for mercy.

"I'm sorry Susan, I shouldn't have peeked into your notebook, let alone said such bad things. Please let me go."

"I now agree with your participation in the drama competition. When the time comes to elect the leading actress, I will definitely vote for you, okay?"

"That's better." The girl released her hands that were pinching the boy's neck, shook her hair, raised her face and turned away.

The boy who was almost pinched to death stood up from the ground with a lingering fear on his face, and looked at the senior student beside him helplessly.

"Why are all the female classmates in our Gryffindor House like this? There is no difference when they are gentle at other times."

"When they get angry, they are like angry lionesses. They are even scarier than Professor McGonagall when she is angry."

"I'm really convinced."

"We can only blame our bad luck for being sorted into this house. I will never marry a girl from Gryffindor in the future."

The senior student patted the junior student on the shoulder, and both of them had an expression of sympathy.

Just as the two of them finished comforting each other and were about to leave, Ron, or rather Voldemort, stopped them.

"What is this drama competition Susan just mentioned? What exactly is the content of the performance? Why have I never heard of this option?"

Thanks to Voldemort, Ron has gained great prestige in Gryffindor House through nearly a school year's hard work.

Among the boys, everyone has already vaguely regarded him as the leader.

So when faced with his questions, the two boys did not dare to hide anything and spoke very directly.

"Didn't Mr. Hohenzollern announce that the event for the special prize competition would be decided by a joint vote of all the contestants?"

"After receiving this news, the election items given by the boys were basically very common."

"For example, magic duels and Quidditch. Girls weren't interested in these things at first."

"But I don't know why, these days a girl suddenly proposed to hold a drama performance competition, and this proposal has received support from many people."

"If the boys hadn't been so unimpressed by it, I'm afraid that with only a dozen tickets, this event would have been confirmed."