Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

Hearing this, Carl couldn't help but feel curious. He took the exercise paper from Lucius and took a quick glance at it.

Using the memory palace in my brain, I quickly calculated the score of this test paper, which was undoubtedly full marks.

Even the last specially set calculus question, the other party had answered it correctly.

You have to know that although calculus and mathematics are only high school knowledge in the big Eastern country, this is the UK.

Being able to complete trigonometry and geometry in high school is considered a natural saint of British mathematics.

Knowledge points such as calculus are only taught in specialized mathematics courses at university.

So Carl stood up and prepared to go to the second floor, pulling Lucius with him.

"Let's go and meet Mr. Rozier. It seems that some people have been prepared for this."

So, accompanied by Lucius, the two came to the second floor of the manor and walked into the study, but there was no one inside.

Lucius walked to his desk and pressed a button at the bottom, and the two rows of bookshelves opened towards each other.

A secret door appeared in front of the two people, and under his guidance, the two walked through a somewhat complicated passage.

Finally, we arrived at the door of a small room. This small room should be built in an inconspicuous corner of the manor.

There is no luxurious decoration around, only black wall tiles, and the door of the small room is a heavy piece of cast iron.

There appears to be a security spell similar to the one used on the Gringotts vault.

Lucius motioned to Carl to wait a moment, then took out his wand from his crutches and placed it on the Malfoy family emblem on the cast iron gate.

With a light tap, a green light spread out like a wave, and accompanied by a heavy mechanical turning sound, the heavy door opened from the inside out.

Carl followed Lucius into the room, only to find that the entire room was less than 20 square meters.

There were no windows around, and all the light came from a chandelier hanging above the three people's heads.

There was a square table in the center of the room, and around it were five or six gorgeous stools.

Of course, most of them are now lying on the ground in all directions, except for one stool.

Sitting there was an extremely handsome middle-aged man.

That’s right, extremely handsome. This was Carl’s first impression of this man. His black and white hair was perfectly groomed.

A gold-rimmed monocle made his already strong and deep facial features appear even more domineering, like a Prussian officer.

The gray suit is matched with a black tie and trouser legs as straight as blades. If you don't know the other person's identity in advance.

Karl thought that the person in front of him was a German Junker military aristocrat who had traveled from the 19th century.

When Lucius noticed that Carl was starting to look at each other, he quickly walked between the two of them and introduced them to each other with open arms.

"Please allow me to introduce you. This is Mr. Renaud Rozier, the patriarch of the British Rochelle family."

"And this is Mr. Karl Hohenzollern, whom I have often mentioned to you!!"

After Lucius finished his introduction, the middle-aged man named Renault slowly stood up, walked in front of Carl and stretched out his right hand neatly.

"Hohenzollern, an ancient and noble surname. I heard that you are German. I wonder if you have the fortitude and decisiveness of a Prussian officer in your blood."

This kind of words was already a provocation, but Carl liked it very much and simply shook hands with the other party.

He responded with a smile on his face.

"Of course. I really like people like you. Your words are as sharp as a sword drawn from its sheath. They are clear and crisp."

"But I have another question that I want to ask you directly."

"Excuse me? Since we are partners, it would be best if we could resolve the doubts before the formal talks."

Renault also responded directly, still so straightforward.

Karl didn't mean to beat around the bush and asked directly.

"How did you answer that test paper? I think no one can answer all the math questions so neatly without advance preparation."

"This is my doubt, please answer it."

"It's no big deal." Renault said simply, pulling back his right hand and slowly sitting back in his seat.

He took out the watch, looked at the time, and said simply.

"Before coming here, Mr. Malfoy has already briefly explained to us the plan you proposed, and I have carefully analyzed it."

"If you want to be in this plan, or not in this plan, and be treated as a fool, you must have some common sense of Muggle mathematics."

"So I studied ahead of time, and it's that simple."

This answer seemed so straightforward and clear that Carl immediately looked at him with new eyes.

Since he came to the British wizarding world, he hasn't met anyone who treats him so well in a long time.

Just after Renault finished answering, he took out his gold pocket watch, pointed to the time on it and said.

"Time is running out. It's almost lunch time. Let's talk about it quickly. We are here to attend a banquet after all."

This urging made Lucius a little nervous, fearing that Karl would be unhappy, but Karl did not show any sign of being unhappy.

He sat directly opposite Mr. Renault, clasped his hands together and smiled.

"Since you are in such a hurry, you will lead this meeting. Do you have any questions?"

Mr. Renault was not vague and asked directly.

"According to your plan, the first step is to release water and inflate the credit bubble. There is nothing wrong with this step."

“No one will be unhappy if we give money to these lazy people, but the most important thing is to package their loans into credit investment and lending financial products.”

"So as to sell it and transfer the loan relationship, this step will be troublesome. We are not Gringotts or the Ministry of Magic."

"Without strong credit support, this step will not work."

Hearing the other party's question was so professional, Karl was even happier and spoke directly.

"There is no problem with this step. We have the headmaster of Hogwarts, Mr. Dumbledore, to do our advertising and backstage work."

Hearing this, Mr. Renault was a little surprised, but he didn't hesitate too much and continued to ask.

"Very good. I won't ask too much about your relationship with Dumbledore. After the loan is issued, the next thing is to continue to invest funds."

"What you want to create is a state of financial frenzy that will make all wizards in the British wizarding world."

"It creates a common belief that this prosperity will continue, and the high returns on investment will continue."

"In this process, we need a huge amount of funds. It is obviously not enough to rely on the Rochelle family and the Malfoy family alone."

This is the second key point, Carl answered immediately.

"15 tons of gold have been shipped to the Port of London, and nearly 1000 tons of gold are being traded on the London International Financial Market."

"Although I can't guarantee that I can withdraw so much money in a short period of time, but give me some time, the funding problem will definitely be guaranteed."

After getting the answer, Mr. Renault nodded slightly and looked at Lucius who had a strange expression on his face.

Asked the third question that the other party had not asked before.

"After the investment frenzy occurs, how do you plan to burst the bubble? And if this matter cannot be cleaned up, who will take the blame?"

Wonderful, it’s really wonderful. Karl looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and couldn’t help but asked in a low voice.

"You even considered running away and taking the blame. Have you ever been in the underworld?"

"The answer to this question is very simple. Whoever is behind us will take the blame. Only Headmaster Dumbledore can take the blame."