Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

Cedric first glanced at Karl, his eyes full of pleading, like a puppy that had been scolded outside, looking at its owner.

The eyes seemed to say.

"Listen, is this human language? Speak to him, speak to him!!"

Unfortunately, Carl did not respond to him, but just looked at Kevin Lestrange in front of him with a complicated look.

He has already begun to imagine in his mind that the other person might be thinking about some immature pictures in his mind.

This guy is really too into the role.

"Are you stunned by my words?" Kevin Lestrange felt relieved and glanced at Cedric coldly.

"Poor little fool, you really thought I would give you advice. With your not-so-smart brain, I already expected you to let it slip."

"Do you think everyone is willing to be the opponent's pawn like you, turn the tables and let the opponent see your methods?"

"Only then can the other party truly know their own value. Blindly pleasing others is never a good partner."

“The highest level of partnership is to be irreplaceable.”

Kevin Lestrange closed his eyes slightly, trying to look deep.

Seeing Carl's eyelids twitching, he could already foresee what would happen if he continued to ask questions based on the nature of the performance.

Ask the other person, "How did you know in advance that Cedric would let the cat out of the bag?"

This guy will 100% pretend that he had expected it and say it in a arrogant tone.

"I arranged everything in advance. I had expected this guy's intelligence to be high. He was so self-righteous that he thought I would cooperate with him."

"He's just a pawn being used by others."

Karl couldn't help scratching his head when he thought of the embarrassing scene, and the weird silence lasted for a full five minutes.

He slowly stood up and sighed helplessly, then walked to his desk and took out a delicate little cake from the drawers on both sides.

The shape of the cake was exactly the same as the one he made that day, the only difference was the presentation, and the flavors of the cake were directly marked with the corresponding fruits.

He brought the two cakes in front of the two guys, took a deep breath, and spoke calmly.

"I didn't know that it had such an impact on you two because it was just a quick question."

"Whether you two are pretending or colluding with each other, I hope this whole thing ends today."

"Although that stinky old man is annoying, he was right in saying one thing: it is meaningless to argue about right and wrong in some things."

"Please accept these two cakes, accept my apology, and admit my fault. Please don't continue."

"ah????"

"ah????"

Two puzzled exclamations came out at the same time, and Cedric looked at Karl in surprise. He didn't expect that this guy didn't even think about taking revenge on him.

But he quickly reacted, hid the cake behind him, and then asked indignantly.

"Since you admit that this is your mistake, why do you still want to punish me?"

"I'm not punishing you because you cheated on me," Carl replied with a smile, "it's just because you're a little overweight."

"Even if this incident hadn't happened, you wouldn't be able to escape this punishment. It would just be postponed for a while at most."

"Look at your stomach. Don't think that all food is as healthy as the little cakes I made."

“Not everyone is going to think hard about your health.”

"This." Cedric's brain froze instantly, and his previous aggressive look disappeared without a trace.

He looked at Karl, walked silently to his side, and asked in an extremely weak voice.

"Are you really not angry? You are not holding a grudge and are using this cake to make us let down our guard."

"Then take revenge on us in a stronger way, just like you did to those guys."

"Which guys?" Carl smiled kindly, suddenly stared at Cedric closely, and slowly leaned forward to get close to him.

Just when their faces were about to touch each other, Cedric closed his eyes in fear.

Carl suddenly stretched out his finger and flicked the other person's forehead, then looked at Cedric who was squatting in pain, holding his forehead.

Kevin Lestrange, who was still in a daze, smiled sincerely and said helplessly.

"Okay, I admit, I almost apologized to you in public in the public lounge."

"For the past week, I don't know why I feel this way, it's just that you don't want to communicate with me anymore."

"I just felt really upset and had this insecurities that I couldn't talk about. It was really humbling."

"Or in other words, I'm more used to you noisy people."

Shocked, completely shocked, Cedric looked at Karl with his mouth wide open, already so surprised that he couldn’t utter a word.

He had never seen Carl like this before, and he had never imagined for even a second that such words would come out of his mouth.

Even when this annoying guy first approached me about working with him, I had told him clearly.

"You are naive Mr. Lestrange. Karl Hohenzollern is an absolutely proud man. There is no way he would not speak to him just because of the two of us."

"Just apologizing to both of us out of nowhere, this childish approach will never succeed."

But now, the facts are in front of him, and Karl’s voice has not completely disappeared from his mind.

This childish method has truly achieved the impossible that was once unimaginable.

"No." After being surprised, Cedric reacted instantly. He stared at Kevin Lestrange, who was still in a daze, with an extremely firm look.

"How did this guy come up with this idea? On what basis did he come up with it? He and Karl have been living under the same roof for less than two months."

“Why does he know Karl so well? This bastard really has some hidden tricks.”

"I trusted him so much. Now I think everything was a trap set by him. What a bad guy!!!"

Just like that, without Carl's knowledge, the short-lived alliance fell apart in an instant.

Cedric's favorable impression of Kevin Lestrange, which had increased with great difficulty by 2%, instantly turned into negative 100%.

On the other side, Carl sat back in his seat and placed the small cake filled with the aroma of lemon and citrus next to the other person.

At the same time he spoke again.

"Mr. Lestrange, thank you for your service, and please accept my sincere apology."

Listening to this and looking at the little cake, Kevin Lestrange, who was just about to turn the tables and control the opponent.

At this point, I am completely confused, and my brain's efficiency inexplicably drops by 99%.

Especially when he looked up and accidentally saw Carl's warm smile, the remaining 1% disappeared without a trace.

The Kingsman agent inexplicably turned into a fool in an instant, and in his panic, he didn't even touch the cake.

Instead, he suddenly grabbed the wine glass in front of him and drank the 20 ml of high-concentration gin in one gulp.

With a loud thud, Kevin Lestrange fell drunkenly to the floor.