Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

Hagrid stroked the thick, black barrel of the gun, as gently as if he were stroking his own child.

This simple and kind-hearted half-giant had long hated those dark wizards who did evil things in the Forbidden Forest and slaughtered unicorns indiscriminately.

He had no other options before, as Headmaster Dumbledore had always prevented him from doing anything excessive.

Now that Headmaster Dumbledore is missing and Carl has given him such a good weapon, he must avenge those cute magical animals that died.

So he put on the bullet backpack that Carl had specially made for him and inserted the bullet chain into the weapon in front of him.

Under Carl's teaching, he quickly mastered the weapon.

Carl even pointed to the switch on the bolt and said considerately.

"Oh and here, when this paddle is moved up, it is in semi-automatic mode, and when it is moved down, it can be changed to full automatic mode."

"But the full-automatic mode is too brutal. Although the death of those dark wizards is not a pity, I don't recommend using it."

"Don't worry, Mr. Hohenzollern. I will definitely remember your words."

Hagrid patted his chest loudly to make the assurance, but the look in this simple-minded guy's eyes had already exposed his true thoughts.

In fact, it is easy to understand. Giants are very cruel creatures, no matter how kind and simple Hagrid is.

The genes in the blood can never be changed.

But Carl saw through it but didn't say anything. He just sent the other party to the battlefield and wait until everyone left.

Carl and Cedric were the only ones left next to the podium. Carl took out his wand and put everything in order.

He was about to leave, but as soon as he took a step, his sleeve was pulled from behind.

"Have you forgotten something?" Cedric said somewhat dissatisfiedly.

Karl turned his head slowly helplessly and said to the other person with a smile on his face.

"No, you continue to do the work you did in the last battle and serve as the front-line commander and decision-maker of the entire battlefield."

"Don't you have everything ready? Go to work now, dear."

As he said that, Carl tried to break free from the other party's restraints, but Cedric did not let go. He stared at the other party with his eyes fixed, tilted his head and asked in confusion.

"Since last time, I have been suspecting that you were fooling me. The so-called front-line command decision was just a decision on this display screen."

"He kept shouting on the intercom, but Mr. Percy Weasley told me about it when he came back last time."

"They also had a similar display screen on their tactical helmets. They even thought I was shouting and screaming because I had a brain cramp."

"Many people didn't even turn on the communication channel during the battle."

Seeing that the truth was exposed, Carl could only speak half-heartedly.

"Well, if you have to give a reason, I just don't want you to be in danger."

"Although according to my plan, this operation is 99.99% safe, there is always the possibility of accidents."

"You are my roommate and my best friend, and I will not allow you to put yourself in danger or dispute that."

These words were said in an unusually strong manner, and the girls who remained in the auditorium were watching with great excitement.

If only Carl could push Cedric against the wall, look down at him, and say this.

I'm afraid someone would have screamed at this moment, but Cedric obviously didn't buy it, he said with a dark face.

"I don't need your protection. You once admitted that I am your comrade-in-arms. So when danger comes."

"I would have to stand by your side. You're breaking your promise by doing this, and I don't want that from my best friend."

"He's a coward who broke his promise."

"Who are you calling a coward?" Carl was a little angry. He turned around and stood on tiptoe, staring down at Cedric.

"I'm talking about you." Cedric did not back down either. He also stood on tiptoe and looked up at the other person's face.

"Why are you so arrogant? I am not your property. You cannot arbitrarily dispose of my will like this."

"Wow!!!"

The girls present were shocked when they heard Cedric say, "I am not your property."

They exclaimed in unison, with satisfied expressions on their faces. It seemed that the banquet that had not yet begun was no longer necessary for them.

The two people on the rostrum were still competing with each other, even though both of them were shaking a little because they were standing on tiptoe.

They almost came face to face with each other several times, but neither of them gave in, until Carl felt a vibration in his pocket.

He gradually came to his senses and reluctantly took out an AXMC produced by the British Precision International Company from a box beside him.

After handing it to the other party, he gave instructions.

"Take this gun and immediately run to the top of the bell tower, which is the highest point of the entire castle. I won't teach you the operation procedures."

"Don't you want to prove your strength? Then prove it to me. You only have one mission, and that is to protect me. Can you do it?"

"Of course!" Cedric pouted as he took the sniper rifle. He stood in front of Carl, skillfully pulled the bolt, loaded the ammunition, and adjusted the scope.

The process was so smooth that Carl was stunned.

Cedric said with some pride.

"Don't think that I'm in the dormitory every day just to clean up your dirty clothes. I will learn and grow as well."

"You arrogant fool."

After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving Karl standing there with a frown on his face.

Until the hidden earphone in his left ear, he heard Professor Snape's urging voice.

"Why aren't you in position yet? We are already on our way to the Chamber of Secrets on the fourth floor. Harry is right beside me."

"It is estimated that in 15 minutes and 36 seconds, Voldemort will obtain the Philosopher's Stone and teleport behind you."

Hearing this, Karl said awkwardly.

"I see. There's a small problem. I'll be on stage soon. In the meantime, I want to remind you."

"You can act, but don't get too into the role, otherwise it might be difficult to explain to Harry later."

After teasing Professor Trymp, Carl immediately used an improved Apparition spell to teleport to a remote corner of the Hogwarts Castle Square.

Then he took out a dozen or twenty Dragonfly micro flying cameras produced by the "Magic Optics" company from his pocket.

Scatter them to every corner of Hogwarts in order to perfectly record the exciting battle process that will follow.

After finishing the preparations, Carl took out a potion that he had prepared long ago, "Anubis's Control."

After drinking the potion, his body immediately fell into a semi-comatose state, and in the memory palace of his mind,

Using magic, he immediately connected to the ten dark wizards who had died long ago, and began to control their bodies to rush towards Hogwarts from the direction of the Forbidden Forest.

That’s right, in fact, all of this is just a pre-planned script, and the upcoming battle will definitely be exciting.

But he had already set the time, and he fully trusted Professor Snape, that it would be about 15 minutes later.

He would immediately wake up, and Voldemort would be teleported to a marked point 100 meters behind him.

What follows is the clichéd one-on-one showdown between the hero and the devil, which ends perfectly in the end.

He killed these 10 dark wizards and Voldemort at the same time, but was caught on the spot by old Crouch who had been hiding for a long time.

At the same time, those idiots from the Ministry of Magic should have arrived on the spot, and everything would be so perfect.

There was absolutely no mistake. Cedric's preparation was just perfunctory. That idiot was fooled by himself again.

Carl in his mind smiled complacently, then took a deep breath and spoke softly.

"The stage is set, the curtain is rising!!"