Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

Looking at Cedric who almost collapsed, Carl seemed very calm, because he knew that this was the most normal thing.

When he took him to Gaza and saw the most direct cruel side of the world.

Although the other party's worldview is also facing collapse, this will not cause the other party's psychological defenses to collapse.

It's the same even if it's an ordinary person who has a good life and a kind heart, because they have someone to vent their anger on.

In that matter, they can clearly distinguish between good and evil, and condemn the perpetrators, thereby giving their conscience a chance to survive.

But now, the situation is completely different. Everything that is happening before our eyes, in the final analysis, has no right or wrong at all.

It's like an ordinary person finally graduates from the ivory tower and enters the society with a naive and romantic mentality within less than a year or two.

I suddenly realized that everything I had learned before was complete bullshit. This society is running quietly and orderly according to another set of unspoken rules.

Cedric's current behavior is a manifestation of his inability to accept reality, or it can also be called a lack of "maturity".

But in the final analysis, it can be explained in a simple way, that is, he is still a good person.

Well, since he is a good guy, you can be the bad guy yourself.

Karl took a deep breath, looked at the boy who was about to break in front of him, and stretched out his hands to hold the other's face.

He raised his head, looked into his eyes, and spoke calmly.

"If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. Use your eyes to see and your ears to listen. I never expect you to understand everything now."

"I don't want you to become like me. You are a kind-hearted person, and that's enough."

"But I'm not a good person, so I have to answer all your previous questions."

Hearing this, Cedric instinctively wanted to escape from what Carl said next.

He tried hard to break free from Carl's restraints, but Carl was unwilling to let go and held the other's chin tightly with both hands.

He forced the other person to look at him and spoke coldly.

"I'll tell you why this is happening. Why, even with this new drug that has zero side effects, those people still can't get rid of their addiction to drugs."

"Because it's simple, it's not them who are wrong, it's this world where people can only find comfort in a handful of powder."

“Those who are high up in the world criticize the drug traffickers and the farmers in their neighboring countries who grow drugs.”

"To resist these immigrants who sneak into their country from neighboring countries, but they never think that it is precisely because of the existence of their country."

"As a result, those poor farmers are unable to grow normal crops to earn enough food and clothing."

"But they never thought that every time the New York Stock Exchange rose by 1000 points, countless factories were closed."

"Those laid-off workers can no longer support a family of three and a dog by working alone."

"They never thought that they were in a deliberately constructed struggle, with gender confrontation and racial discrimination."

"The abortion rights dispute, the gun rights dispute, countless conflicts have been created, and the streets have divided the neighborhoods."

"It divides people into different worlds. The rich live in villas, enjoy security and their American dream."

"What about these people in Brooklyn? They're using their granted right to bear arms to kill each other in this mud pit."

"I'm not as kind as you, and I don't want to save everyone, but I will never allow the people around me to rot in this dirty mud pit."

"Are you satisfied with my answer? Do you understand it? My dear Mr. Diggory."

Cedric felt like his head was going to explode. As an outstanding student at Hogwarts, he was not a stupid guy at all.

On the contrary, he is very sensitive to everything around him, and he has extraordinary empathy and the ability to feel others' feelings.

That's why he tried his best to be gentle and sincere to everyone around him, not because he wanted to gain anything.

That's simply because he wants others to do it to him, so he will do it to others.

But Carl shattered his world time and time again.

Now he really didn't know what to do, he could only respond to Karl with silence.

Carl looked at the silent Cedric, feeling a little disappointed, a little sad, and a little distressed.

He had never wanted someone to agree with his ideas so much as he did at this moment.

He had never wanted others to support him like this before. In his past life, he had long been accustomed to being alone.

His principle is to do everything for his own benefit, but now this principle seems to be shaken.

The two of them were stuck in a stalemate until Cedric lowered his head and asked hoarsely.

"Then what is your purpose? You can't just do it for money. You must have your own ideas."

"I want to hear the voice from the deepest part of your heart, and I believe you won't lie to me."

Carl began to get a little nervous, even at certain times in the past, facing interrogation by a senior New York State prosecutor.

Even in some dangerous and life-threatening moments, he never felt nervous.

No, it's not nervousness, it's fear.

A thought flashed through Karl's mind, but he quickly denied it. He was unwilling to admit that he was a little scared.

He was afraid that what he was going to say next would completely remove the young man in front of him from his life.

After being silent for an unknown amount of time, he finally decided not to lie to the other party and spoke seriously.

"My ultimate goal is not that noble. I want to really take the gamble."

"What do you mean?" Cedric raised his head slowly and looked at Carl again.

Carl continued speaking slowly as usual.

"It's a metaphor. I want to accumulate funds and step onto the world's highest-level gambling table. You can understand it as that."

"I want to stand at the top of the pyramid of human society, and completely. I can't be anyone's puppet."

"I want to play my cards myself, so I will go back to the magical world because I know that with my identity in the Muggle world."

“I will never be able to achieve the status I want. Perhaps in the next 30 years or so, I can take advantage of the degree of division that has accumulated in American society.”

"You became the president of the United States in a way that no one could have imagined, but I can't wait for a country to go downhill."

"Someone has to step on the gas, and I'm just going to take off the brakes as well. I want to be the leader of the wizarding world."

"One of the richest men in the world, with these two identities, stepped onto the highest gambling table and played it thoroughly."

Having said that, Carl did not open his arms to enjoy the admiration brought by his bold words as he did in the past.

Instead, he lowered his head and dared not look Cedric in the eye. He was waiting for the other party's answer, and he had never waited so anxiously.

But after waiting for so long, all I got was a complaint from Cedric.

"I understand, but can you remove the magic from me?"

Carl looked up at the other person, wanting to say something but unable to open his mouth. He could only snap his fingers lightly to release the restraints on the other person.

Before he could react, a warm hug was thrown into his arms, but he still waited for the other party's answer.