Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

Carl, who thought he was invincible, was still a little defensive at this moment. He stared at Kevin Lestrange in front of him with a distorted face.

As if he still had a glimmer of fantasy in his heart, he asked the question even though he knew the answer.

"You are kidding me, right? How could such a ridiculous thing happen? If you want to make a drama, you should admit it now."

"I can forgive you for what happened, but none of this is true, right?"

Looking at Carl's fantasies, Kevin Lestrange showed a smug smile on his face, like a kitten who had successfully done something bad.

He spoke slowly.

"I would like to admit that this is just a silly joke, but unfortunately, it has become an established fact."

"You had the opportunity to decline all of this, since you were the one hosting the competition after all, but you didn't inform anyone before dinner."

"Everyone can only regard you as giving up this right. If I'm not mistaken, the result of the decision-making vote will be announced tomorrow night."

"Fuck him!" Carl's defense was completely broken, and he yelled like a madman at the black lake in front of him.

The sounds of birds and the fragrance of flowers poured out, which opened the eyes of Kevin Lestrange standing by.

This guy looked at Karl quietly, there seemed to be a hint of entanglement in the depths of his eyes. After being silent for a long time, he interrupted the other party's venting.

Asked somewhat awkwardly.

"Now that things have come to this, it is impossible to change them fundamentally, but we can still strive for details."

"What details?"

Karl asked urgently, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

"Cough cough!!"

Kevin Lestrange coughed twice, suppressed the embarrassment in his heart, and spoke seriously.

"As for the selection of characters, although the votes for the roles are cast by everyone, the votes are also weighted."

"When the female lead's position has been confirmed, your say in choosing the male lead will be very important."

"If we can be a little more willful and designate a few male protagonists, I think there won't be much of a problem. Besides, this time the play will be performed by the four major colleges separately."

"At least in our Hufflepuff House, you still have enough influence. If you were allowed to choose, who would you like to choose as the male protagonist of your Hufflepuff House?"

"What kind of solution is this?" Carl frowned again and turned his head away helplessly. It was obvious that he was very dissatisfied with this solution.

After thinking for a long time, he said helplessly.

"Can't we just not choose? Or avoid this kind of embarrassment now? What's there to choose from?"

"What's there to choose from?" Kevin Lestrange's expression suddenly became a little unhappy, his mouth pouted high, and he spoke in a firm tone.

"No, you have to make a choice now. You have to pick one."

"Why?" Carl looked at Kevin Lestrange who suddenly became serious, and couldn't help feeling a little confused.

Immediately look at the other person with a scrutinizing gaze.

"Why are you so anxious to force me to make a choice? What's your purpose? You don't want to act, do you?"

"You fart!!!"

Kevin Lestrange's face flushed red and he suddenly roared.

"What are you talking about? I am only concerned about the reputation of the organization."

"I don't want any bad things to happen. Your kindness is really taken for granted. Since you say that, I won't care."

"You can do whatever you want, kiss whoever you want, it has nothing to do with me."

After saying that, the little guy flicked his sleeves and turned away, without giving Karl any chance to explain.

Carl was left standing alone on the grass, scratching his head as he stared at the Black Lake in the distance.

"What the hell is this!!!"

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At the same time, in the Gryffindor student dormitory.

Ron, or rather Voldemort, was treating two classmates to a delicious afternoon tea, with two cups of steaming pumpkin juice and some whole-wheat biscuits.

It can replenish energy without causing unhealthy conditions due to excessive energy intake.

"How's the effect? ​​I don't think you encountered much resistance."

Voldemort tossed a graham cracker into his mouth and chewed it with grace and care.

"Need I say more?" The senior boy took a sip of the pumpkin juice, licked his lips and said with a smile.

"This idea is simply genius. As soon as we put it forward, almost everyone in Gryffindor House agreed with it."

"That's right." The first-grade boy was chewing a biscuit and holding two pieces in his hands, looking at the pot while eating.

stammered.

"That Mr. Hohenzollern's charm is so outstanding that even those arrogant bastards in Slytherin House hardly discuss him much."

"I just agreed to this genius idea. I heard that I could have sex with her, so what does it matter if those seemingly serious Ravenclaws are involved?"

"I agreed to this idea without much hesitation."

"Since the founding of Hogwarts, the four major schools have never reached such a high degree of consensus on any matter."

"It's simply unbelievable. I'm afraid Mr. Hohenzollern's face is the greatest magic in the world."

Hearing his two men say this, it was clear that things were going exceptionally smoothly, but Voldemort always felt that something was wrong.

I felt very unhappy, thinking back to when I was the most handsome man in Slytherin house, and there were countless girls who liked me.

But he is definitely not as scary as Mr. Hohenzollern, who is popular with both men and women and feels that his appearance is outdone by Voldemort.

I suddenly felt very angry, and at the same time, I became more determined to make my next plan.

He glanced at the two gluttons in front of him with a cold gaze and asked nonchalantly.

"But I heard that some unpleasant things happened during this process. Who objected?"

“What are their objections?”

Hearing this, the senior male student put down the whole-wheat biscuits he had grabbed and spoke with a helpless look on his face.

"There is no opposition at all. Although some unpleasant things did happen, the focus of those conflicts was definitely not against our plan."

"Instead, those people had a fierce quarrel over the position of the heroine, and it even developed to the stage of a duel."

"The most horrible thing was a couple from Ravenclaw College who even broke up because of this incident."

"What's so scary about this?"

Voldemort asked in confusion.