Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

"Okay, the sweet memories and revisiting of old places are over, it's time to do some serious work."

Carl patted Cedric on the shoulder, signaling him to let him go.

As a result, this guy was very stubborn and stared at Carl's eyes and refused to let go.

Karl had no choice but to promise.

"I won't do anything to hurt myself. You know I'm not that stupid. I'm very healthy inside now."

“It can even be considered joyful, like a child who has longed for a toy and finally saved enough money.”

“I went back to that old store to buy the toys I wanted.”

Hearing this, Cedric looked at him with complicated eyes and slowly released his hands that were covering the other's ears.

He stood up and stood aside with his head down in silence, while Karl shrugged his shoulders and walked out the door with an indifferent look on his face, greeting him as he walked.

"If you still want to visit this place, I can give you some time and take some photos."

"After all, this place will disappear soon, so it's good to leave some traces. I will still leave traces for you and wait for you outside."

After saying that, Karl turned around and left, until his back disappeared at the end of the deep corridor.

Kevin Lestrange, who had been standing aside, spoke with a grim face.

"He lied to you. There has been some disruption in his ability to organize his language, including his subtle movements."

"We should have noticed it when we first walked in, when he was sitting on that bed, even if he was distracting himself with a lollipop in his mouth."

"My body is still shaking uncontrollably. This is a typical symptom of stress trauma. It's understandable if you think about it."

"It is undeniable that you are the most beautiful human being I have ever seen. Please allow me to only use this title, without distinguishing by gender."

"A beautiful angel is trapped in hell. His fate is predictable. Every devil here wants to taste him."

"I wonder if there is..."

"Stop talking." Cedric, who had been silent with his head down, suddenly yelled and pushed Kevin Lestrange against the wall.

He grabbed the other's shoulders tightly with both hands and said with a ferocious look.

"Don't say any more, and don't say this in front of Karl. You will destroy him. I know he lied to me."

"I know, but...but..."

"But what." Kevin Lestrange, who was pressed against the wall, still had an extremely calm expression on his face. He raised his eyelids slightly and stared at Cedric.

"But you can't do anything, right? You can't change the past, nor can you change the slightly foolish kindness in your heart."

"Your character determines that you cannot think like me and Mr. Hohenzollern as time goes by."

"It will become increasingly difficult for you to stand by his side, because when he has completely said goodbye to this memory, I think about what he will do next."

"It could be crazier or more evil than anything that's going on here, and there's nothing you can do to help him."

Cedric's taut hands seemed to lose strength in an instant, and he let go of the bastard in front of him.

He leaned against the wall in a daze, with a lonely expression on his face.

Kevin Lestrange, who was released, straightened his collar which was messed up by the other party, and turned around and walked towards the door.

When he reached the door, he turned his head slightly and looked at Cedric out of the corner of his eyes, took a deep breath, and said sourly.

"Stop pretending to be dead. Get out of this damn place right away. Stop thinking about those problems with your brain."

"Don't try to learn my way of doing things, because once you learn it, you will be completely worthless around that guy."

"To be honest, I'm really jealous of you. He is so tolerant and doting on you. He hasn't even made any direct demands on your work."

"He tried so hard to teach you, but you rejected those teachings in your heart, but he didn't get angry."

"Perhaps from the very beginning, it was the pure kindness in your heart that attracted him."

"Just like the grass in this house, the plants growing in hell will always unconsciously yearn for the warm sun."

As he spoke, Kevin Lestrange disappeared, leaving only the long echo echoing in the corridor.

"One more thing. I said this just to express my emotion. It doesn't mean I will give up. I will still prove it to Mr. Hohenzollern."

"I am the only one who is most qualified to stand beside him. You are far from qualified."

The sound disappeared, and Cedric, who was leaning against the wall, slowly raised his head and looked up.

The bright sunlight shines through the yellowed and mottled glass, casting the purest warmth in the world into this small room.

The room is closed and there is not much air circulation around it, but the grass is growing tenaciously under the pure wooden floor.

As if swaying with the sunlight, Cedric stretched out a hand and stroked the blades of grass.

When his fingers felt the real presence, he suddenly stood up and rushed out of the room at an extremely fast speed.

Follow the road sign made of chocolate beans and run towards the destination.

After wandering in the maze-like corridor for a long time, Cedric finally arrived at his destination.

The moment he rushed out of the corridor, the dazzling sunlight and hot air almost knocked him to the ground.

It turned out that this corridor led to the back of the entire manor, which was a small hill in the middle of the forest with no trees around it.

Surrounded by trees is a white open space covered with snow.

At this moment, Carl was walking back and forth in the white space, holding a bunch of purple roses.

He walked very slowly, and would suddenly stop every few steps, bend down and insert a flower into the snow.

This action seemed to have been repeated many times, and the white space in front of him had gradually been covered by purple flowers.

Cedric stood by, watching Carl quietly, and Kevin Lestrange did the same, but this guy didn't know where he was from.

He got two huge oil drums, which seemed much taller than his current height, and sat on them.

He kept blowing into his hands and shaking his two short legs.

Finally, after waiting for who knows how long, Carl bent down and placed the last purple rose under his feet.

Then he straightened up and stretched, turned around to see the two men standing behind him, and smiled.

"It seems that there was a slight error in my assessment of the situation. You are much faster than I expected."

"What do these flowers mean?" Kevin Lestrange asked directly.

"Nothing, just some memorial services." Carl still smiled and replied, "These are the children who died in the building behind you."

"It's ironic that when they first saw the sun, the place they arrived at was their own cemetery."