Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

Looking at this handsome old man, Carl's face twitched involuntarily, but this should be the first time we met.

Why does this old guy in the magical world like to let people recognize him as his father so much? But considering that we can hear it from this old guy's mouth.

In order to find out his true origins, Carl decided to follow up on the other party's question.

"What do you mean by this? Does it mean that there is some kind of relationship between you and me? If that is the case."

"Before we discuss the next issue, I hope you can tell me what you know truthfully."

This statement was well-reasoned and the tone was calm. Karl thought that the other party would not tell him the truth directly.

He would have revealed some relevant clues, but he didn't expect that Grindelwald, who was sitting opposite Carl, would just smile slightly.

He asked in a somewhat funny way.

"I think you should have asked Dumbledore about this question and what he told you."

When asked this question, although Carl felt a little strange, he still told the truth.

"No, the old man won't say anything."

"But you should be different from him. You can..."

"Humph!!"

Before Carl could finish his words, Grindelwald suddenly snorted coldly and said with a little temper.

"He doesn't even want to tell me. Why should I tell him? If he doesn't tell you, I won't tell you either."

Damn, looking at the old man in front of him who was throwing a tantrum, Carl's mind was a little confused. Something was wrong.

This is totally different from the Grindelwald in his memory. Isn't he the elegant, seductive Dark Lord?

Why is it that the person in front of me looks more and more like a young man who just had a fight with his lover and is still throwing a tantrum?

Carl began to doubt whether he had traveled through time to the wrong place and what happened to the characters in this world.

The characters did not match the impression he had of them at all, especially Dumbledore and the handsome old man in front of him.

In this way, the old and the young sat in the room staring at each other, and ten full minutes passed.

Grindelwald was the first to ask.

"Okay, let's not discuss that cowardly guy. First, tell me how you saw through my disguise, kid."

"I think my performance was perfect enough."

Hearing this, Karl could only calm down, suppress his doubts in his heart, and after thinking for a moment, he analyzed it seriously.

"Your performance is truly seamless, whether it's the character's image, mannerisms, or the details of your daily behavior."

"They are all perfect enough, but just like there is no perfect flower in the world, everything has flaws."

"You also have your flaws, such as the guy you mentioned who has no courage."

After saying that, Karl paused and took a deep look at the old man in front of him.

Only then did he feel relieved and prepared to continue speaking. After all, the other party could be regarded as one of the most powerful wizards in the entire magical world.

Although it can be judged from the other party's communication that he and I have a close relationship, what if any of my words anger the other party.

With my current strength, that would not be fun.

After making sure that the other person's expression had not changed, he continued.

"The first time you showed your weakness was in your class, when you talked about what happened between Headmaster Dumbledore and you in 1945."

"There was a slight fluctuation in your tone. Even though it only lasted for a few seconds, I still felt it."

"The second flaw was in the auditorium, when all the faculty and staff had lunch with the students every Sunday."

"You are always the first to leave, but you never go far. You always stand in the corridor outside the Great Hall, quietly looking at Headmaster Dumbledore."

"As for the third flaw, it is a bit complicated. It can be called a flaw, but I would rather call it a perfect mistake."

"That's because your portrayal of Professor Lockhart is simply too good. No one can be so perfect."

"Like everything in this world, behind perfection, there is always deception."

After Carl slowly pointed out his three flaws, Grindelwald did not get angry, but just smiled calmly.

Finally, he looked at Carl gently and nodded.

"You are more mature than I thought, kid. In some ways, you are even more mature than an old man like me."

"I am glad to see you. Tell me, what is your purpose in coming here?"

Hearing the other party say that he wanted to talk about business, Karl didn't mean to beat around the bush and spoke directly.

"After the final exams, a certain psychopath who is not presentable will implement an extremely stupid plan."

"The premise of that plan is that I hope someone can lure Dumbledore away from Hogwarts. If it were normal, I might use other means."

"But now, since you are here by my side, it is up to you to do this."

"What's the reason?" Grindelwald did not agree, but did not directly refuse.

Karl was also very direct. He stared at the other party angrily and spoke while tapping the table with his hand.

"You actually asked me the reason, so I'll tell you directly, you and that old man, please quickly sort out the mess between you two."

"Then tell me everything I want to know. I'm tired of playing these riddles with you people every day."

"It would be best if you take that old man away and leave. The position of the headmaster of Hogwarts will be vacant for me."

Such domineering and somewhat angry words made the smile on Grindelwald's face even more intense. He looked at the handsome young man in front of him.

He kept looking him up and down, then nodded and said.

"You are really direct and domineering. You are more like me, unlike that old man who doesn't even have the courage to face his own heart."

"Haven't you been hiding in that tall tower for almost half a century?"

Carl interrupted the other party's complacency, which made Grindelwald a little embarrassed, and he changed the subject.

"It seems that you know a lot. Since you have basically guessed the truth, why do you have to listen to us?"

But Karl snorted coldly and said with disdain.

"I know it, but it's different when you tell it to me in person. I'm not the type who likes to hide in the dark."

"You are a self-indulgent bootlicker. No matter whether the result is good or bad, I will face it directly. This is your style."

"In the future, my method of ruling the magical world will also be the same, open and aboveboard, and legal."

After hearing this, Grindelwald nodded silently.

"Very good, I appreciate that. I agree to your request. I will help you lure Dumbledore away from Hogwarts."

"Very good." Carl nodded with satisfaction, but also asked with some curiosity.

"Can you tell me how you want to do this? I don't have any suspicion in my heart, I'm just simply curious."

"If you don't want to say it, don't force it."

"There's nothing I can't tell you." Grindelwald was full of confidence. He produced a note out of thin air and then threw it directly to Carl.

Said calmly.

"No special means are needed, a line of text is enough."

Hearing this, Carl couldn't help but feel curious and wanted to see what kind of words could have such great magic.

As a result, when I looked down for the first time, I always felt a little overwhelmed.

All I saw was what was written on the note.

"Can I see you? I've actually been thinking about you, Gail!!"

Just as Carl was still recalling the shock that the small paragraph of cursive font on the note brought to him.

But Grindelwald's smiling voice came faintly to my ears.

"Don't be surprised. You should have guessed this long ago since I have already agreed to your request."

"Then answer me a question. How far have you and the boy from your school progressed?"