Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

"Isn't this what you thought?" Cedric looked at Carl helplessly, with great doubt in his eyes.

"I made technological innovations based on the novel you wrote about the future. Isn't that future beautiful?"

"You are now using magic and technology to accelerate the world we live in towards that future."

"That future is beautiful?" Carl didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Of course he knew what Cedric was talking about. That was when he first traveled to this world.

A memoir written casually. Human beings are very strange animals, even if you know that you have a better future.

You can't help but recall the past, even if the past is full of helplessness, pain and unbearableness to you, you just can't let it go.

In order to prevent himself from losing this memory, Carl wrote down the world he was familiar with on paper in the form of a memoir.

If he remembered correctly, those words were filled with helplessness, disgust and anger. After all, before traveling through time, he was just an ordinary person.

Faced with Karl’s helplessness, Cedric asked back more puzzledly.

“Isn’t that beautiful enough?”

Hearing this, Karl suddenly felt like he was arguing with someone online before he traveled through time, and he spoke angrily.

"In that world, the gap between the rich and the poor still exists, the world is still in turmoil, and it is also aided by the Internet."

"All contradictions are magnified, men and women are in opposition, rich and poor are in opposition, and endless algorithms form an information cocoon."

"As well as various consumerist traps and countless short-term entertainments that consume people's hearts and souls, what good is there in that world?"

Carl said these words just to make Cedric agree with his point of view, but he didn't see this silly pumpkin who was usually timid.

But he retorted sharply, contrary to his usual style.

"You are right. The issues you mentioned are highlighted in the novel you wrote."

"But in the argument you just made, you deliberately avoided a few points, that is, with the support of Internet technology."

“For the first time, ordinary people have been given very cheap channels for learning, a space for expressing their opinions, and tools to challenge the hegemony of public opinion.”

"In fact, you already have a certain understanding of this issue, otherwise you would not have written these benefits in your novel."

"It will not continue to push the entire magical world in that direction in reality. Technology and magic are just tools."

"How to use this tool is the answer you and I should give, isn't it?"

Carl was shocked. He stared at Cedric blankly, not knowing what to do for a moment. He slowly lowered his head and looked into the other's eyes.

Looking at the sloppy boy in front of him, he smiled with some self-mockery and helplessness.

"You are always so optimistic."

Hearing such inexplicable words, Cedric was stunned for a few seconds, scratched his face awkwardly, and said sheepishly.

"In fact, I'm not that optimistic. I've had so many emotional breakdowns while writing this program."

"You throw things around, yell, and even say some nasty things. I'm actually a little scared, scared of the future you described."

“That future has a strong sense of suffocation, as if there is a kind of order in secret that tightly entangles everyone in the society.”

"Everyone seemed to be entangled by a strange python, unable to move, with strange smiles on their faces."

Hearing this, Karl couldn't help but want to ask back, "Then why do you still think that future is bright?"

But before he could say anything, Cedric suddenly showed his signature silly smile and looked up at Carl in front of him.

He said with a firm look in his eyes.

"But hasn't that future arrived yet? We still have a chance, and everything we do today can change that future tomorrow."

"Besides, we have you, Mr. Hohenzollern, the almighty, don't we?"

"The all-powerful Mr. Hohenzollern." Karl repeated with a smile. At this moment, his mood was extremely complicated.

If someone else said this, he might think that the other person was just flattering him.

If Professor Snape had said this, he might have thought that the other party was just being sarcastic to him.

But when the silly pumpkin in front of him said this, he actually felt a little secretly happy, but also nervous and helpless.

[It seems that what he believes in is not the future, but you. It was you in the past, it will be you in the future, and it will always be you.]

Just when Carl was at a loss, the dog system, which had not been seen for a long time, suddenly said this.

He completely gave up thinking, no matter what hidden crisis, or any thoughts about the future and his own plans, everything seemed no longer important.

He suddenly grabbed Cedric who was sitting on the chair, pointed in the direction of the dormitory bathroom, and spoke in an unquestionable tone.

"Go take a shower and clean yourself up."

"what???"

Cedric looked at Carl with confusion, but before he could refute or ask, an invisible force pushed him into the bathroom.

The bathroom door was also tightly closed, and Cedric, who was confused, had to start taking a shower. What he didn't know was that while he was taking off his clothes.

There seemed to be an equally slight sound of clothes falling to the ground.

A simple wash didn't take long. Cedric, wearing new clothes, waved his hand to disperse the white mist in front of him.

As a result, the moment the smoke dissipated, he was stunned on the spot. Under the moonlight, a beautiful woman in a white dress was looking at him with a smile.

There was no communication or greeting. He was pushed into the other's arms with an invisible force, looking at that incomparable and outstanding face.

Cedric was like a puppet, allowing himself to be led by the other party, passing the tall office desk and coming to the balcony of the dormitory.

The iron railings around the balcony have disappeared without a trace, and a giant blue ice block extends forward from the perimeter of the balcony.

The ice block did not seem to be solid and might fall off the balcony at any time. You know, there was a deep abyss behind it.

The beauty in the white dress took off her pair of bright red high-heeled shoes, and her little feet, which were whiter than the ice, slowly stepped onto the ice.

One step, two steps, she slowly walked to the end of the ice.

It was already very late at night, with only a few rays of moonlight shining through the clouds onto the ground, but even so, she was still so beautiful standing there.

She stood there quietly, and then suddenly began to dance on it.

She had to be extremely careful in her movements, otherwise the small stage made of ice might break in an instant and she would be smashed to pieces.

Every step she takes seems to be changing, but in fact every step is on the center of gravity of the entire stage.

The dance was so graceful that the only audience member was completely stunned.

Her body drew graceful arcs in the air, like a white swan swimming in the water.

Her arms waved gently, like wings, giving people a feeling of lightness.

Her legs crossed in the air, as if she was jumping or gliding.

Every movement is full of power and beauty, which makes people marvel.

She has a pretty face and her eyes are firm and deep.

Her hair was tied up in a high bun, looking neat and tidy, and her skin was as white as snow, which matched the white dance dress she was wearing.

Cedric was sure that this was a Karl he had never seen before, even though he had seen Karl dressed as a woman countless times.

But the other party had never shown this kind of expression before. At this moment, she seemed to be performing for him. Yes, a real performance.

Her eyes revealed a kind of firmness and determination. Whenever those eyes saw Cedric, they would always be filled with a relieved and pure smile.

As the rhythm of the nonexistent music quickened, her movements became more intense, her body spinning in the air faster and faster, as if she was about to fly.

Every turn makes one's heart beat faster, as if an accident will happen in the next second.

However, just when Cedric thought she would lose her balance, she landed steadily on the stage, her feet firmly on the ice, without any shaking.

Then she fell softly again, and when she lay on the ice in that position, even if Cedric was so stupid.

He finally understood what this performance was for. It was one of the drama scripts of their Hufflepuff house.

After this performance is over, the male protagonist should come on stage and do what he should do.

Looking at the beautiful figure lying on the ice, Cedric jumped directly onto the ice without hesitation or fear, even though the ice under his feet made a terrible cracking sound with every step.

But he still walked with firm steps. His mind was blank. There was no excitement, no fear, no panic in his heart. Nothing.

An empty body walked to the performance position where it was supposed to be, and the prince slowly lifted the princess up from the ice.

When their eyes met, everything was self-explanatory. When the two faces came together, the cold ice had been defeated by the body temperatures of both parties.