Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

Just like in many cheesy novels, the hero’s loud shouting did not stop the devil from attacking the beautiful girl.

The red death ray still hit the beautiful girl, and her life ended at that moment.

Only brown hair was left, floating in the air. The male protagonist hugged that strand of hair in his arms and cried bitterly.

But nothing can be done.

Of course, all this is just Cedric's imagination. In reality, it was just a spell cast by Carl.

The flying broom, which was worth 2000 gold Galleons, was torn into pieces, and Cedric was holding a handful of scattered broom hairs.

A person stood there in a daze, as if he had lost all color and looked completely black and white.

And his loud shout seemed to finally attract the fairy's attention.

Professor McGonagall, who was eating breakfast in the professor's seat, was already quite dissatisfied with the fact that a large group of students did not eat a proper breakfast and just gathered together.

Cedric's loud shout made her unable to sit still any longer, and she quickly stood up and walked over.

After dispersing the other students who were watching the fun, he immediately scolded loudly in dissatisfaction.

"Fred, and George, what are you two still doing here? Go back to your seats."

"What on earth did you do to Mr. Diggory?"

Faced with the furious Professor McGonagall, the two brothers did not dare to do anything rash. They raised their hands to show that they had done nothing to Cedric.

Then he ran back to the Gryffindor table, leaving Cedric alone, sitting on the ground, feeling sad.

After teaching the two brothers a lesson, Professor McGonagall looked at Cedric, who had turned completely black and white.

For a moment, he didn’t know how to comfort her, so he turned his anger to Karl and scolded him.

"Mr. Hohenzollern, you should know that the school does not allow first-year wizards to bring flying brooms to school, right?"

Such an obvious question obviously wanted Carl to admit his mistake and give himself a way out.

But who is Karl, he said directly with his hands spread out.

"I do not know?"

That matter-of-fact look made Professor McGonagall's eyes twitch, and she asked while suppressing her anger.

"What? How could you not know? It's clearly written on every admission letter."

"I haven't received an admission letter." Carl said as a matter of course, "Besides, this broom is not mine."

"Buy it for me, Mr. Cedric, as a reward for his work for me, so please, dear Professor McGonagall."

"Which school rule did I break?"

After two or three sentences, Professor McGonagall began to feel a little unconfident. She stood there for a long time, unable to utter a word.

In the end, I could only transfer all my anger to an irresponsible old bee. It was all this stinky old man's fault.

Why must this troublemaker be sent to Hogwarts? Why can't he be sent to Germany? There are magic schools there.

After much thought, Professor McGonagall could only criticize Carl for using magic outside the classroom.

"Then you shouldn't use magic in the Great Hall. Splitting is dangerous."

"At the same time, if this is Mr. Cedric's thing, and you destroyed it, isn't that a bit too much? Shouldn't you apologize?"

Hearing this, Carl waved his hands repeatedly, indicating that Professor was right, turned his head and looked at Cedric with a smile, and asked in a kind tone.

"Dear Mr. Diggory, will you forgive me?"

But Cedric was in no mood to care about these things at the moment. He had just lost his beloved and was completely immersed in grief.

Seeing that the other party didn't say anything, Carl immediately looked at Professor McGonagall shamelessly and expressed confidently.

"Mr. Diggory, you probably have forgiven me, but you're just too embarrassed to say it."

As he spoke, he picked up the shattered Nimbus 2000 and spoke calmly.

"Besides, it's just a reference. How could I possibly destroy it? I'll restore it right away."

"Are you kidding?" Although Professor McGonagall was puzzled by Carl's behavior, she still reminded him.

"The flying broom is a very advanced magical creation. It is not easy to restore it. You..."

She wanted to tell Karl that he was taking this matter too lightly, but before she could finish her words, Karl was stared at by everyone with a ghostly look on his face.

He began to methodically reassemble the broken broom, his movements as skillful as a machine.

Carl was very satisfied with everyone's surprise. He was indeed just borrowing it for reference. The reason why he gave this valuable flying broomstick was because of it.

It was disassembled into a pile of parts just to familiarize myself with all the components of the broom, but just now the spell hit the broom.

His eyes were like a high-speed camera, accurately capturing and scanning every part of the broom.

As well as the different spells engraved on each component, while using the memory palace in the brain to quickly transform this Halo 2000.

A three-dimensional model is constructed in the mind, just within a few seconds.

In Carl's memory palace, you have already conceived the design drawings of the highest level flying machine.

The only thing he had to do now was to reverse engineer the project. He moved quickly and with great skill.

In less than a moment, the entire broom had been restored to 80%. In the end, Haohao walked to Cedric, whose color had been restored, with a smile on his face.

He held out a hand and smiled.

"Hand over your late wife's hair, or you will have to ride on a bare broomstick in future competitions."

Faced with such ridicule, Cedric was not angry at all. He just handed the broom in his hand to Carl like a puppet.

Carl took the broom and snorted coldly with disdain written all over his face.

"Look at how little you have achieved. You looked so sad just now. I'm afraid that if something happens to me in the future, you won't be so sad, you bastard."

After cursing, Carl skillfully assembled the last part onto the already completed Light Wheel 2000.

In less than a minute, the Nimbus 2000, which had just completely fallen apart, was miraculously restored.

Carl threw the broom to Cedric with disdain, looked at the other's surprised eyes, and shook his head.

"Don't be so surprised. I said I was just learning from it. Now the flying broom has no value to me anymore."

"I will never keep anything that has no value, so please work hard, senior."

"Don't be tempted by such low-end things. If one day you become worthless to us, I will abandon you."

Carl enjoyed this immature speech very much, coupled with Cedric's stunned expression.

He thought he was really handsome like this, with an unfathomable villain image.

So, under the complicated gazes of the crowd, he waved his sleeves, left the stage in a dignified manner without leaving a single cloud behind.

He didn't notice at all that Hannah, who had been sitting next to him, was blushing and working hard on her little notebook.

It records what Karl just said. As for the cover of the little notebook, it probably says...

Something like "The Domineering Junior and the Gentle Senior".

It was not until he walked out of the auditorium that the voice of the dog system suddenly came into his mind.

[Successfully capture the hearts of a group of fangirls, and get 1000 points as a reward. At the same time, make an excellent boy fall in love with you, and add 1 to your male charm. ]

[Current points: 376,000, male charm: 89 (Please keep up the good work, and you will soon make boys fall in love with you completely.)]

[What is the true taste of the devil? It is very simple. He is only attracted by the best things (both men and women are no exception)]

Hearing this, Karl was really full of question marks and shouted in his heart.

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