Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

The sun appeared on the horizon of Manhattan Island, and the neon lights that seemed to be eternal in the night gradually went out from east to west.

The last trace of perfume mixed with alcohol in the air gradually dissipated under the sunlight, and New York also changed from a seductive and mature queen.

I became an early-rising sporty girl. The atmosphere of the bright lights and feasting gradually disappeared, and the sunlight, carrying the fragrance of the grass in Central Park, announced the arrival of a new day.

Cedric felt the warmth of the sun on his face and slowly stood up from the big bed in the presidential suite of the Waldorf Astoria Hotel.

He had just sat down leaning against the pillow, his sleepy soul had not yet officially woken up, when he heard the doorbell.

"Dear Mr. Diggory, this is the wake-up call that Mr. Hohenzollern has booked for you. May I come in now?"

"Please come in."

Cedric answered habitually, but his mind was still in a mess at the moment. He looked around while sitting on the bed.

I didn't see that familiar figure, and looking at the luxurious decoration in the hotel, the confusion in my mind became even worse.

It seemed as if everything I saw yesterday was just a bubble, and when I woke up, I seemed to be back to my familiar life.

Just as he was daydreaming, a waiter in a tuxedo, white shirt and red bow tie came.

He pushed an exquisite dining cart into the room, and when he saw Cedric, he bowed deeply and gracefully.

Then he spoke.

"This is the wake-up call service ordered by Mr. Hohenzollern, providing you with breakfast today."

Hearing this, Cedric was about to get out of bed, but the other party quickly stopped him.

"Please stay in bed. There is no need to get up. You can eat in bed."

As he spoke, the waiter opened the buckle on the dining table, and this exquisite dining cart immediately turned into an even more exquisite small dining table.

The waiter placed the exquisite little dining table steadily in front of Cedric, then opened the lid and pointed at the exquisite food while introducing it.

"Today's breakfast is mainly sour cream oatmeal, paired with the freshest salmon, and the dessert is passion fruit strawberry cake."

"The drink is the purest grass-fed milk, and according to Mr. Hohenzollern's instructions, considering that you are currently in the body management period."

"All ingredients are made with sugar substitutes and fat-free margarine, so the taste may be lacking."

"Please forgive me."

"It's very good, really." Looking at the rich and exquisite breakfast in front of him, Cedric could only nod awkwardly.

He was not good at dealing with strangers in the first place, let alone the other party being so enthusiastic, but it was awkward.

He was still a little angry. Karl was really a big mouth and had to spread the news of his out-of-shape figure everywhere.

Can't you have a little privacy? You are such a disgusting guy.

While Cedric was still blaming Carl in his heart, the waiter took out another piece of gold from his coat pocket.

He took out a black card and presented it respectfully with both hands.

"Oh, there's one more thing. Mr. Hohenzollern told me to go to the balcony on the rooftop after you finish breakfast."

"This is a special VIP elevator card, please keep it."

Cedric took the card with his right hand and threw it aside casually, so he picked up the fork and was about to enjoy the delicious food in front of him.

Then he suddenly remembered that the other person was still here, so he looked up at the waiter with some embarrassment.

"You can go first. I'm not used to someone watching me eat."

"Of course." The waiter turned around and pushed the food cart away very politely. When he reached the door, he turned around and said respectfully.

"If you need any service, just press the button next to the bed and we will serve you wholeheartedly at any time."

After saying that, he closed the door gently, without even a trace of unnecessary noise.

Cedric looked at the gate and couldn't help feeling a little emotional. No wonder those people liked to enjoy it. This kind of service really made people feel different.

However, no high-end service is as important to him as the cake in front of him, without the interference of off-site factors.

As a typical Hufflepuff, he had to start the most important thing in his life, enjoying delicious food.

After eating and drinking, Cedric was about to call for service when the door was opened again. The waiter was holding a set of clothes packed in a transparent plastic bag.

She slowly walked over to Cedric, placed her clothes on the nightstand next to the bed, and put away the table in front of her.

"How do you know? I've already finished eating."

Looking at the waiter who was busy cleaning up, Cedric asked in surprise.

The waiter spoke calmly while working.

"I'm sorry to confuse you. Mr. Hohenzollern asked me to leave a schedule at the service desk when I left this morning."

"It shows your approximate wake-up time and the average time it takes, including the cake you used."

"It was also made by our chef himself according to the recipe he left behind. We shouldn't have been so abrupt."

"But Mr. Hohenzollern has asked us to take you to see him as soon as possible. We don't have much time, so please forgive us."

Hearing this, Cedric froze in place, while the waiter remained elegant and calm as he cleared the table.

He turned around and left, while whispering a reminder.

"That set of clothes was prepared for you by Mr. Hohenzollern. According to the schedule he left, it will usually take you about 3 minutes and 49 seconds to change clothes."

"Once you have changed your clothes, you can leave the room directly. The service staff who will guide you will be waiting outside the door."

“Have a nice day.”

After saying that, he left directly. It was not until the door closed for the second time that Cedric realized that he seemed to be controlled by someone again.

The other party even has accurate records of the time I changed my clothes. What on earth does this guy want to do?

Feeling angry and resentful, he deliberately increased the time he took to change his clothes, and it took him less than two minutes to put on the clothes.

I pushed the door open and, under the guidance of the waiter, took the elevator to the observation balcony on the top floor.

As soon as the elevator door opened, he saw Carl drinking and talking with a young man.

Cedric strode over and deliberately stood in front of Karl.

Carl looked the other person up and down, then checked the time on his watch and looked at the young man opposite with a smile.

"Mr. John Macduff, it seems that you have lost this bet. I will not hesitate to give you the 1% of the shares."

"Thank you for your generosity."

The gentleman named Macduff looked at Cedric resentfully, then stood up and walked to his side, patted him on the shoulder and said.

"You don't need to be so anxious. Your cuffs and collar need some tidying up."

After saying that, under Cedric's puzzled gaze, Mr. Macduff took out his wand and used Apparition to leave.

It was not until this moment that Cedric realized that he had been tricked by Carl again, whether it was the waiter or this breakfast.

This was all arranged by this annoying guy. He had expected that I should have shortened my dressing time out of spite.

He even became a bargaining chip for the other party to make profits. Feeling that he was being used, Cedric sat on the sofa beside him angrily.

He turned his head away and didn't look at Carl.

"What are you angry about?"