Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

The train headed north and the sky gradually darkened.

When the sun disappeared at the end of the beautiful Scottish Plateau, this magic train finally arrived at its final destination.

The passengers on the bus got off one after another, and the senior students gathered in groups of three or five, talking and laughing with each other.

The new students are the most energetic group. They are like a group of little bees, always moving around in the crowd.

After almost everyone had gotten off the train, Cedric and Carl, supporting the Weasley brothers, slowly walked down from the train.

The two brothers' faces were pale, their legs were shaking constantly, and they looked completely terrified.

He just stood on the platform with a tough face. George, who was standing next to him, stroked his heart and said tremblingly.

"It's all fake.....No....No need to be scared, I just think it's funny, what about you Fred?"

"That's right, I'm not scared at all... I'm just... a little nervous, that's all."

Fred, who was asked, also forced a smile quickly, but with his pale face, that smile looked a little unsettling.

Cedric looked at Karl helplessly and complained.

"Your story has frightened them. I don't think they can even walk to the carriage now."

"It's not my fault." Carl chuckled and shrugged his shoulders slightly, acting as if it was none of his business.

"They were the ones who insisted on listening. I tried to end this horror storytelling session several times, but you saw that they refused."

Hearing this, Cedric was also speechless. These two guys were trying to prove Gryffindor's courage in front of the freshmen.

I half-forced Carl to tell the American Horror Story for almost three hours, coupled with Carl's amazing acting skills.

Even he felt scared several times, if he hadn't known some Muggle horror stories in advance.

Knowing that the core of it is usually fictional and exaggerated, otherwise, his current state would definitely not be much better than those two brothers.

But just when Cedric was about to complain to Carl, the two Weasley brothers, who had just barely stood up, became a little unhappy.

George spoke up first.

"You don't need to beg for mercy, Cedric. That's simply slander. How can a Gryffindor warrior be frightened by some fictional stories of Muggles?"

Next up was Fred.

"That's right, a brave Gryffindor will never be intimidated by these fictional stories, my dear Mr. Carl."

"You should join our academy and become one of the most courageous bunch."

"What!!" Cedric looked at the two brothers in surprise. I said something good for you, but you wanted to pry my junior brother away.

Although Hufflepuff doesn't have much desire for the house cup, Cedric is just naive.

He could also see that this freshman was definitely not an ordinary person. Moreover, he could use the Patronus Charm now, so his magical talent was naturally needless to say.

How could he give such an excellent person to Gryffindor?

And the most important point is, whether you go to this carriage first to talk to the other person or propose to make friends with the other person.

He was the one who came here first, so why should he give up the place to these two annoying guys? So he quickly looked at Carl and said.

"Don't listen to their nonsense. Hufflepuff is the best house. You will definitely make the most friends there."

"I give you my word."

Seeing that the three people were about to quarrel over their college assignments, Carl had no choice but to come out and smooth things over.

"Don't get excited my friend. I think I have learned about the advantages and disadvantages of the two colleges through you three."

"So please stop arguing. As for scaring you, I'm very sorry, but now I think I'm going to leave."

As he spoke, he pointed to the end of the station. A huge figure holding a lantern was staggering towards this side.

"First-year students, first-year students, come over here, all follow me."

The huge voice shouted loudly, and the sound was like a huge bell in a church. Many freshmen looked at the other party's huge body.

They couldn't help but feel a little scared and followed behind him trembling. Seeing this scene, Carl couldn't help but stroke his forehead with his hand.

These little wizards are really brave. They are not afraid that the other party will kidnap them and sell them.

However, seeing that the team was getting farther and farther away, he could only simply say goodbye to the three of them and hurriedly catch up.

The three people who remained on the platform looked at each other, and finally Cedric smiled triumphantly.

He supported the two brothers as they walked and spoke.

"It seems that I should win. After all, among the three of us, I should be the best."

Hearing this, the two brothers who were being supported twitched their cheeks wildly, but they really couldn't find a word to refute.

I could only keep complaining in a low voice while letting the other person support me and walk forward.

As for the freshman team, they passed through a steep and narrow path. It was pitch black on both sides, and the humid air made the road particularly muddy.

"Ouch!"

Carl, who was walking at the end of the team, suddenly heard the little wizard's cry of pain from the front, and he walked forward quickly.

Then he saw a familiar figure, so he quickly helped the person up.

"Thank you." Hermione, who was helped up, thanked him quickly. When she saw that the person who helped her up was Carl, she couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

But when she saw that her robe was covered with mud, her eyes turned red and she was about to cry.

Carl couldn't help but sigh, took out his wand, and recalled Professor Snape's spellcasting movements in front of the wand shop in the memory palace.

Immediately replicate it perfectly 1:1 with a gentle wave of the magic wand.

"Clean up!"

Suddenly, the dirt all over Hermione's body disappeared, and her robes became neat and tidy again.

"Thank you." Hermione lowered her head in thanks, and two red clouds floated on her little face again.

Karl just smiled faintly, walked forward without looking back, and spoke in a low voice.

"No need to thank me. You have already thanked me many times and apologized to me many times today."

"But don't cry so easily anymore, my dear meanie."

"Who are you calling a stingy person?" Hearing this, Hermione's face turned red with anger and she shouted loudly, but she looked up.

But she saw that Carl had already left with the team. Looking at his back, Hermione stomped her feet angrily and hurriedly chased after him.

Carl, who was walking at the back of the team, was feeling moved by the fact that he had done a good deed without leaving a name.

That annoying voice in my mind sounded again.

[Congratulations to the host, for playing with the feelings of an ignorant girl again. That's how it is, playing hard to get, only then does the true nature of a scumbag show. ]

[Villain's points increase by 10, current points are 200. ]

Fuck, what kind of bullshit is this? What a scumbag he is. He doesn’t even like lolis, okay?

My XP has always been very stable. I always like sexy ladies with hot bodies. As for those naked lolis, I don't have any weird thoughts at all.

But looking at the 200 points, Carl didn't argue. After all, 190 of them were earned in a way that was a bit dishonorable.