Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

"It's nothing, father." Kevin Lestrange turned around and looked back.

He only saw his father, the patriarch of the French Lestrange family, standing behind him without him noticing.

At this moment, she was looking at her son with a smile in her eyes, compared to her slightly haggard look half a year ago.

Now he is more like a superior, exuding confidence from head to toe.

"I know you're thinking about our lady, but you need to understand a reality to even be qualified to stand beside her."

"It will take hundreds of thousands of efforts, and only the best young people in the entire European wizarding world."

"Only then can you have this honor."

Louis Lestrange looked at his young child and gave a serious exhortation.

"I know, father." Kevin Lestrange nodded to his father with the same seriousness.

This is how the father and son get along with each other, without the usual laughter and fights.

There was only a calm conversation, like that between a king and his ministers in the Middle Ages.

"I know you can understand. You have always been a very sensible child. I am proud to have you."

"I read every undercover report you sent back, and overall there aren't any major problems."

"That Dumbledore heir is indeed very charming, you asked me in your report."

"Why do we respect and even worship our opponents? In fact, this is not shameful or scary. Instead, it is a sign of seriousness."

"Just like the feeling between you and Dumbledore, your grandfather once told me that he always believed that there was some kind of special relationship of mutual appreciation between you and Dumbledore."

After their unique father-son chit-chat, the conversation naturally turned back to work.

Louis Lestrange spoke first, affirming his son's work and explaining some of the doubts that the other party had raised in the report.

"Is that so?" Kevin Lestrange nodded slightly, but his tone and eyes were not as firm as before.

Seemingly not completely convinced by his father's explanation, he lowered his head and muttered to himself.

“Is it really just mutual admiration?”

"What else can you do?" Hearing this, Louis Lestrange, as a father, looked at his son with a strange expression.

As a traditional wizard of noble blood, he is also deeply influenced by his Christian wife.

Louis Lestrange was totally at a loss to understand what his son was saying, and could not imagine that it might have another meaning.

At the same time, in order to ease the awkwardness between the two, he began to turn the topic to work.

His expression suddenly changed and he looked at his son seriously.

"Let's not discuss this topic for now. After all, this feeling is very subtle. Just keep it in your heart."

"Don't write it down in your report in the future, so as not to give anyone a handle against you."

"Yes, father!" Kevin Lestrange nodded in agreement.

Seeing his son so well-behaved, Louis Lestrange was very satisfied, not realizing that it was because of his decision.

The bloodline inheritance of the French Lestrange family will face considerable challenges in the future.

At this moment, he just looked at his son with a smile in his eyes, nodded slightly, and prepared to turn around and leave.

But as soon as he turned around, he seemed to remember something, turned around silently, looked at his son and said.

"Oh, by the way, there is one more thing I forgot to tell you. It's about the other person in your report."

"That commoner wizard called Cedric Diggory, you gave him almost as much space in your report as that Dumbledore's heir."

"Is this role important? And judging from your report, the other party is like a person with a pumpkin head every day."

"A stupid clown performing in a circus. If that's the case, you should have kicked him out earlier."

“It will help you do your job better.”

"Kicked out? Haha!!"

Originally, Louis Lestrange just wanted to remind his son to be more decisive in his actions.

However, he did not expect that as soon as he said this, his son sneered strangely, and the expression on his face became very strange.

There are five points of dissatisfaction, three points of grievance, and two points of powerlessness.

His entire body was shaking slightly, like a volcano about to erupt.

"What's wrong with you, kid?" Louis Lestrange looked at his son, swallowed fearfully, and stretched out a hand to comfort him.

But he didn't expect that the volcano would erupt just by saying one sentence.

"It should have been me." Kevin Lestrange's face was grim and his voice was hysterical.

"Whether it's doing the complicated data, managing thousands of accounts, or providing professional advice on all the plans."

"Even the itinerary arrangements could be compared professionally. I helped him make $500 billion in less than a month."

"I helped him to arrange things in Washington and put together a professional team of political brokers at the lowest price."

"I helped him win over members of Congress and arrange funding for key departments of the federal government. I did everything."

"Why? Why do you favor that useless stupid pumpkin head? Besides, he's prettier than me."

"You are totally out of shape and you have a sweet tooth. Sooner or later you will become as fat as a pumpkin."

"What?" Louis Lestrange was shocked by his son's hysterical outburst.

I was so frightened that I took several steps back, but the more I listened, the more I felt something was wrong.

He quickly interrupted his son's venting and looked at him strangely.

"Kevin, I have never believed that the advantages that an excellent male subordinate should have include appearance and figure."

"Why do you have such a weird idea?"

"I...I..." This question from his father was like a bucket of ice water, pouring down on Kevin Lestrange and chilling him to the bone, making him sober up instantly.

He stuttered for a long time without uttering a complete sentence, and in the end, he could only apologize sincerely.

"I'm sorry, Dad. I lost my temper. I just thought I had done something wrong."

"He didn't get the rewards he deserved. That Dumbledore's heir is a damn biased bastard."

"I accept your apology." Hearing this, Louis Lestrange finally breathed a sigh of relief. He comforted himself that his son was still very young and it was normal for him to have such emotions.

He should give encouragement to the other party, so he spoke immediately.

"Dumbledore's heir, like his adoptive father, is a hypocritical bastard. It is normal for him to behave like this."

"So you should stay rational and understand your position. Your dedication and hard work have been seen by Mr. and Ms.

"Grindelwald has never been stingy in rewarding those who are loyal to him. I believe that your efforts will be rewarded accordingly."

"Yes, father!!" Kevin Lestrange nodded firmly. He believed what his father said.

And just as he nodded, a hysterical cry for help suddenly came from above his head.

"Help me!!"