Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

Another wonderful weekend.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Karl yawned and went to the bathroom to wash up and change into a custom-made robe.

He went straight back to the dormitory, sat behind his desk and started dealing with matters.

That’s right, he now has a desk, and this four-person dormitory has been converted into an office.

All the decoration styles, tastes, and even the materials used are aligned with the principal's office.

The entire dormitory was magnificent, and even the oil lamps and candles used for lighting were replaced with sparkling fluorescent gems.

After all, you have been working hard to provide benefits for your family for so long, so you should definitely enjoy them.

What? You said one gold Galleon for a card pack is too expensive? Come on, how can it be expensive? It has been this price for many years.

Moreover, it is very difficult to make magic cards. Carl's Hearthstone cards are really not made of materials picked up on the roadside.

The price has been the same for so long, why is it so expensive? Sometimes I should look for the reasons within myself and see if I have asked my family for money properly.

Have you studied hard?

After completing the moral loop, Carl began to look through his accounts. Miss Beaver usually does this at 7 a.m. every day.

She would arrive at Hufflepuff House on time and hand the new account book of the day to Carl in person.

At the beginning, he pretended to go and greet the other party in person, but the difficulty of getting up early was beyond his imagination.

After several unsuccessful attempts, Carl decided to give up completely, giving Hermione two choices.

One is that she can go into her room, put the account book down and leave.

One is to give the account book to the house-elf and ask him to bring it to you.

Finally, after Hermione's face turned red, she called him a scoundrel.

The daily account book would be placed on his desk on time by the house-elf.

Looking at the beautiful handwriting on the paper, as well as the detailed and professional techniques.

Carl expressed his satisfaction, saying that she was worthy of being the woman who would become the Minister of Magic in the future, as this set of things was really a piece of cake.

But even so, Carl compared the account books of these days with the transactions of the previous few days.

He clearly noticed that sales of Hearthstone cards began to decline.

Even the consumption of card packs still accounts for 80 to 90 percent of the daily consumption of the vast majority of Hogwarts students.

But Carl was upset that he couldn't get the last 10%.

You know, a few days ago, when Malfoy was holding a set of pure gold cards, he pressed Ron, who was only using an ordinary deck, to the ground in the auditorium and rubbed him.

The sales of card packs once had a very obvious upward trend, but in the past few days, it has dropped so obviously.

There must be other reasons. After all, owning a set of golden legendary cards is a very cool thing among classmates.

Carl even launched an event where whoever purchased the most cards could have a set of professional card back patterns customized in his image.

You should know that this kind of reward will only be given to students who have the best test scores and the highest overall points added to the school throughout the semester.

That's right, in order to improve the learning environment at Hogwarts, Carl was very immoral and asked Professor McGonagall.

I recommended a school governance system from a large Eastern country, where monthly exams are held and the exam results are ranked and made public.

The learning content of each unit is tested separately, and all these things make students miserable.

Of course there are exceptions, such as Ravenclaw House, which expressed absolute support for this plan.

But Hufflepuff was in a terrible situation. As a result, the entire academy seemed too useless compared to the other three academies.

At lunch yesterday, Cedric once questioned Carl in public.

"Are you trying to destroy Hufflepuff House?"

Faced with such groundless accusations, Carl expressed hurt and said he would never accept criticism.

Because it's simple, he has only one principle in doing things, and he will only act for his own benefit.

His plan was to win over Ravenclaw House, gain the support of Professor Flitwick, and at the same time bring Professor McGonagall to his side.

Now, Gryffindor House, because of its abundant energy and quick minds, can always create very creative decks.

In Hearthstone and other entertainment fields, it has already taken the lead, so naturally it is very grateful to Carl.

Slytherin House, needless to say, the proud little snake is the richest in the school. He has nothing but money.

The gold card combination and customized card back fully meet their needs for showing off.

So he treated Carl as his own, especially after he launched a set of limited edition card backs with a customized emerald with the Slytherin school emblem.

Slytherin's opinion of Carl has changed from a slightly special Hufflepuff.

Became the most tasteful, most Slytherin-like Hufflepuff in history.

This kind of evaluation coming from the mouths of these little snakes was already an urgent praise.

There is no need to say much about Professor Snape. The 2% profit that I gave him has already made him a fortune.

With the addition of Harry's women's clothing, he can be completely considered one of our own.

As for Hufflepuff House, that's much simpler. Carl will give you a recipe from a country full of foodies.

After it was added to the daily cafeteria menu, all previous resentments instantly disappeared.

Especially after they have eaten Dongpo pork, sweet and sour spare ribs, squirrel fish, four-happiness meatballs, and braised lion head.

In their hearts, Carl is already a god-like existence.

Even the house-elves were extremely grateful to Carl, because Carl was the most outstanding employee among them.

Wearing that cheap medal, he could show up at breakfast, lunch and provide services to other young wizards.

Of course, he didn't do this to satisfy his own morals, but simply because it could improve his dining experience.

Just like that, in less than half a month, the deans of the four major colleges all agreed with Carl.

Students from the four major colleges treated him as one of their own, and even the house-elves got what they wanted.

As he had said before in the headmaster's office, this was the golden age of Hogwarts, and everyone had a bright future.

Except for the principal, who can only save less than 100 gold galleons every year after daily expenses.

From time to time, he would look at Karl with resentful eyes, after all, the interest was calculated according to the previous loan contract.

He would have to work for the Kaaba for at least 200 years to pay off his debt.

Thinking of this, Karl smiled with relief. He slowly closed the account book and prepared to go out for a walk.

By the way, find out the reason for the decline in sales.

Just as he was about to get up and leave, the one he placed on the upper left corner of his desk, which he had kept since he entered Hogwarts,

The magical animal egg that was obtained finally showed movement after more than half a month of incubation.

It is called incubation, but in fact it is just roasting on the fire. The incubator provided by the dog system is more like a liquefied gas stove that does not require natural gas to burn.

Carl even thought at one point that he might have accidentally turned up the fire a little too high and had roasted the magical animal egg.

But every time he prepared to take this huge egg to the kitchen to make fried rice.

There is always some movement coming from this giant egg.

Finally today, the little guy seemed to be hatching.

Carl was very happy about this, but also a little curious. He wanted to see what kind of magical animal would hatch.

Just as he was imagining in his mind, powerful magical animals like Thunderbird.

A golden bird's beak finally pecked through the eggshell, and a round little guy broke out of the eggshell.

There was a loud bird song, and Carl looked at the little guy in front of him, muttering to himself in some confusion.

"What is this, a fat red owl???"