Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

Carl was looking at old Crouch, or rather at the camera in the sky behind him.

He slowly raised his hands and knelt down after the other party got the signal from his eyes.

He immediately put his knees against his neck and pressed himself directly under him. Then he took out the shackles that he had prepared long ago and handcuffed Carl's hands in reverse.

"No Mr. Crouch, you can't treat this child so roughly."

"That is to say, when Voldemort and the dark wizards attacked just now, you didn't show up at all."

"Why are you arresting people now?"

"Release Mr. Hohenzollern immediately, you damned old man."

In less than a minute, students from all over the castle dropped their weapons and ran out of the castle to surround this corner of the square.

The girls in the auditorium, as well as Professor McGonagall and others, were furious when they arrived at the scene and saw it.

Carl's handsome face was pressed to the ground of the square by the opponent's knee.

Dust fell on the white skin and the long golden hair was scattered randomly, giving people a direct sense of brokenness.

There is no need for verbal explanation, nor is there any need to understand the cause and effect, just see the scene in front of you.

Just analyzing the picture, everyone without exception started to blame old Crouch.

Under the pressure of the powerful, it is impossible to breathe the air of freedom.

Carl, who was pinned to the ground, listened to the angry rebukes from the people around him, his eyes full of pride.

This is exactly the effect he wanted. No story can make people more angry than a hero who was wrongly accused.

And he doesn't care what people around him say at this moment. He also wants to enjoy his moment of victory and the MVP settlement screen.

He unlocked the shield against the dog system in his mind and listened to the annoying voice ringing in his mind.

[It was a perfect frame-up. All the blame was turned into ashes forever along with Voldemort and those corpses.]

[How can such a shameless and successful frame-up deserve a generous reward? 】

[Congratulations to the host for successfully killing the remaining soul of the previous Dark Lord and obtaining the achievement "Terminator of the Dark Lord". ]

[Reward: God-level Avada Kedavra usage skills. Since the host has already obtained this skill, the rewards will be superimposed. ]

[Host: Karl Hohenzollern

Magic power: 2 (a hidden little devil)

Spell: Avada Kedavra Demon Lord-level usage level x3 (Develop it well. Now your Avada Kedavra is different from others. You can do a lot of tricks with it, such as treating bifurcated urine).

Defense Against the Dark Arts: Beginner (No, a real demon king doesn't need defense.)

Dark Magic: The Ghouls Appear, Death Sacrifice (Finally you got it, you bastard, hurry up and learn two Dark Magic spells, what kind of Dark Lord are you?)

Transfiguration: Not important

Potion: Anubis's Control (I give rewards for things that are useful)

Charm towards women: 95 points (very handsome, but seems to be rarely used)

Male charm: 90 points (You can make men fall in love with you just by looking at your face. Go and play with those guys' hearts, hehe)

God-level abilities: Memory Palace, God-level performance skills, God-level arm mastery

Overall evaluation, we have finally done something that is in line with the villain's big move, and we deserve praise for keeping up the hard work, let's turn Hogwarts upside down.

Remaining points: 2,179,000, (there are still 47 points, so the status cannot be determined, please solve this problem as soon as possible)

Who are we? We are villains, robbers, and gangsters. How dare they covet our money? Kill them.

Finally, a reminder that the magic stone can be exchanged for a large number of points. Please check it carefully. I hope you can break through 300 million points soon.

Let the whole world start to feel your pressure!! Go ahead!! My dear dog host!!】

After listening to this string of machine-gun-like words, Carl, in a good mood, simply blocked out the nonsense that the dog system wanted to say next.

But he did not let the other party experience why he was called "Zuan's greatest pianist" in his previous life.

At the same time, he secretly used wandless casting and used the levitation spell to grab the Philosopher's Stone that fell in the corner into his own hands.

Finally, while no one was paying attention, he put the magic stone into his magic ring.

After completing this series of actions, Carl calculated the time and guessed that those idiots from the Ministry of Magic should be arriving soon.

So he raised his head with difficulty, looked at Professor McGonagall who was still arguing for him, and tried to force an embarrassed smile and said.

"It's okay, Professor McGonagall. I used the Unforgivable Curse. That's an indisputable fact. Old Mr. Crouch was just following the rules."

"I obey the regulations and believe that according to the current laws, I can be given a suitable innocence."

"This year at Hogwarts is a beautiful chapter in my life. No matter what the outcome is, I thank you and my dear classmates."

The boy was still being oppressed by his knees, his face was covered in dust, he was trying hard to smile, and he said such considerate words.

Carl's gentle offensive directly grasped the hearts of all the students and professors present in his hands.

Looking at the students and professors whose faces were filled with resentment for what they had suffered, he knew that the prerequisites for the next plan had been met.

However, what he did not expect was that his performance was so powerful that it deeply moved Professor McGonagall.

Immediately made the promise in public.

"Don't worry, Mr. Hohenzollern, we will definitely help you regain your innocence. You are a good child."

"Everything you did today was for the school and for your classmates, regardless of how others view the Unforgivable Curse you used."

"Hogwarts will always be with you."

Carl was quite moved when he heard this, but Professor McGonagall's next words had a slightly different meaning.

She just roared angrily.

"Where on earth is that old man Dumbledore? I don't know where he has gone to at this time. He must have hidden somewhere with his old lover."

"These two shameless old men just left their own children alone when something like this happened to them. It really makes people angry."

Seeing that Professor McGonagall was about to tell the truth, Carl was so anxious that he almost stood up, but it was old Crouch who cooperated with him.

I thought he was increasing the intensity of his performance, and he cooperated very well, using all his body strength to hold Carl down.

Carl, who was really feeling suffocated, could only watch the angry Professor McGonagall expose Dumbledore's dirty tricks to the public.

Just as Professor McGonagall was about to tell the truth, a hoarse voice came from the back of the crowd.

"Can I visit my roommate? As a friend?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the student team, which had been crowded and chaotic just now, immediately separated into two sides, leaving a one-person-wide passage in the middle.

Old Crouch also stood up and nodded as he looked at Cedric who was slowly walking towards him.

"You have one minute."

After saying that, he turned and left. At the same time, the students and professors also turned and left in sync, as if they were avoiding something.

This left Carl confused, and just when he was puzzled, a warm hug came into his arms.

Cedric hugged Carl tightly, so tightly that Carl was a little breathless.

But Karl didn't say anything, just stood there quietly.

Hannah, later a famous novelist, wrote at the end of his first book, "Golden Wind and Dumb Trees".

"When I saw the two of them hugging each other under the starry sky at night, and everything that happened in the magical world afterwards."

“Looking back I just wanted to write this.”

"The golden gale that swept the world finally encountered a big wooden tree that could stop it at that moment, just like a lonely traveler who found a resting place after a long journey. "