Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

“WTF???”

There was great confusion in Carl's small eyes, and he looked at the handsome old man in front of him in disbelief.

It felt like there were ten thousand alpacas running in his heart, and he was controlled by the other party's question for a whole minute.

He gradually reacted and asked back with some hopelessness.

"I'm sorry, I don't quite understand what you just said. I want to ask what stage of development you are talking about."

"Is it the degree of organizational structure, the degree of pure friendship, or the kind of vulgar ideas I imagined?"

Carl tried to awaken the other party's sense of shame, but it was obvious that Grindelwald no longer seemed to care about those things.

Said bluntly.

"How can I describe it as vulgar? But it's definitely not a relationship between friends."

"I just want to know how your relationship is going. Do you like him, or is he just unrequitedly in love with you?"

"What are you talking about?" Carl was a little mad. "Is there no normal person in this castle?"

"It's just pure friendship. I'm not that perverted. I'm not that kind of person."

"That's a pity." Grindelwald smiled disrespectfully, "It seems that another person is about to be hurt by that false emotion."

As he spoke, he deliberately paused and stared at Karl quietly.

"There's no need to look at me like that. I am who you imagine me to be in your mind, and I have no intention of hiding it now."

Hearing this, Karl stood up and prepared to leave, but he didn't expect that his body could not move at all.

Grindelwald on the opposite side also put away the smile that was always on his face, turned serious and asked softly.

"Don't be in such a hurry to leave. The wonderful parent-child time is over. Now tell me your plans."

"I hope to get a general understanding so that I can judge whether you can take on the heavy responsibility I intend to give you now."

Carl, who was restrained in the chair, looked at Grindelwald in front of him and had to say that the other party was a truly perfect actor.

The speed of this temperament change is so fast that even he cannot control it so well now.

He was a gossipy old man one second ago, but turned into a restrained and elegant boss the next.

The light emitted from those heterochromatic pupils was so sharp and cold.

It was as if, as the person being questioned, if I didn’t answer a question correctly in the next second, my life might come to an end.

But who is he? Karl Hohenzollern, the most obedient and studious student in the history of Hogwarts.

How could they bow down to an evil force of unknown origin, especially when the other party is so vulgar and gossipy.

So he said disdainfully.

"What plan? I never said that. I came here to discuss the plan. I'm just a student."

"Studying is my only job. Don't make random assumptions, especially since you are like this now."

"I don't have anything else to show for myself. I won't..."

Carl's words were interrupted by something hard to refuse, and he saw Grindelwald looking at him with a smile.

I knew in my heart that the child was a little angry about my question just now, but at the same time he was being cautious.

I don't want to say much, and I even look down on myself a little bit.

As a leader who was once followed by most of the wizards in Europe, he was very concerned about this disobedient child.

Of course he has countless methods, but today he chose the most direct, effective and gentle one.

Give me money!!!

The handsome old man took out a pure gold key and a bunch of rusty bronze keys from his arms.

He calmly placed it on the table next to him, then spoke calmly.

"In the Gringotts Bank in the UK, there is a huge fortune hidden by the French Rosier family after 1945."

"This is the key to the vault door. As for the bunch next to it, it's the key to the castle where I used to live in Germany."

"I still ask the same question. Tell me about your plan so that I can judge whether you are capable of taking on this heavy 'burden'."

Looking at the pure gold key engraved with the Rochelle family crest and inlaid with moonstones, rubies, emeralds and various gems.

And the bunch of rusty bronze keys, Carl's throat tightened a little, and there was a trace of regret in his heart.

Damn, it was so hasty. It seems that the previous adoption agreement was signed too early. It is obvious that this is a wild father in front of me.

It's much more delicious than that stingy old man Dumbledore, and from what he said, it seems that this is just an appetizer.

Sure enough, compared to that psychopath who only knows how to kill people, and his organization that looks like a beggar gang gathering.

The person in front of him was more in line with the positioning of the Dark Lord, but Carl still did not intend to give in, and he said something with hidden meaning.

"Money can't buy everything. Sometimes secrets are more valuable than money. Besides, how do I know that what you say is true?"

"I'd like to see something more practical, rather than something like this where you can't measure the value on the spot."

"Besides, as the most well-behaved student in Hogwarts, how could I possibly say so many unnecessary words to a guy like you who has a questionable background?"

The meaning is very clear, just two words, "add money"! !

But the other party to the transaction seemed dissatisfied with this answer. Grindelwald smiled and crossed his legs, tapping his joints with the index finger of his right hand.

He spoke casually, as if he had just recalled something.

"Good student, but I heard different news at St. John's Elementary School in New York State."

Hearing this, Karl's heart skipped a beat and he immediately denied it in a hurry.

"How is that possible? I was in the United States at the time and was determined to protect the personal safety of my classmates."

"The black guns of unknown origin will be sold in the toilet."

"Help poor, unemployed old teachers buy medicine for free."

"Organized students to buy prescription cold medicines to make psychotropic drugs."

"I have also helped some students who were bullied to seek justice."

Carl made one last effort, and Grindelwald seemed to appreciate it as he nodded.

"I can't deny that you are helping your students, but your methods seem a bit excessive."

"You used a fully insured truck to hit a bully and left him with permanent disability, and you also defrauded the insurance money, right?"

Carl said somewhat evasively.

"To each his own, to each his own!!"

But having said that, his tone was not as tough as before. He quietly looked at the handsome old man in front of him.

While feeling a little embarrassed, I began to develop a strong interest in the organization the other party was talking about.

After all, being able to travel across the ocean to investigate his past, and it happened in the Muggle world, has to be said to be quite powerful.

So after thinking it over again and again, Carl looked up at the other party and asked solemnly.

"Okay, you passed my test, you are a good person, and I am willing to share my plan with you."

"But let me make it clear first, the two chips you took out earlier must be given to me after I finish speaking."

Seeing the other party admit defeat so smoothly, Grindelwald did not mock him, but instead had a smug smile on his face.

Controlling the little devil in front of him gave him a long-lost pleasure. Many years ago, he could also control him easily.

Another ambitious and equally handsome and beautiful boy, thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Karl.

The handsome boy in front of him was indeed handsome enough and somewhat similar to him, but there was still some difference.

Or perhaps, the boy's face illuminated by the sun in the barn that summer surpassed all the beauty in the world.