Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

"What do you mean by that?" Mrs. Joseph asked curiously after hearing what Karl said.

There was a sly, interrogative look in his eyes, which made Carl a little nervous. He was about to open his mouth to explain.

The lady suddenly put on a thoughtful expression and spoke thoughtfully.

"I heard that the Lestrange family did have blond bloodlines in ancient times. If atavism is really possible, it's not impossible."

"A cute blond baby, makes people happy just thinking about it."

As she spoke, Mrs. Joseph suddenly grabbed Karl's fingers and said with a look of concern in her eyes.

"It seems that you have done some research on the Lestrange family and have thought so far."

"It seems that you don't reject it in your heart, my silly son. When are you going to hold the wedding, considering that you two are still young."

"You can postpone your childbearing age, but you need to change your usual makeup for your little one."

"The all-black makeup looks mysterious and calm, but for a mother, it seems a little less gentle."

"I *****" Carl couldn't help but curse. He couldn't remember how many times he had been completely broken down by the lady in front of him.

Just when he was about to lose his temper, Mrs. Joseph finally started her work, using her free right hand to write on the table while dipping it in tea.

"As for the question you just mentioned, my answer is that you can start preparing now."

"It just so happens that at the next party, you can gradually fulfill the promise you made half a year ago."

"The Ministries of Magic in various countries on the European continent have not made any response to your previous declaration. You have no choice but to lead the Saints Organization once again."

"Use appropriate violence to force the Ministries of Magic of various countries to reconsider your request."

"Eat the ripest fruits first. Start with the French Ministry of Magic. They know the power of the name Grindelwald better than anyone else."

Looking at the line of words written with tea on the table, Carl felt a little dazed.

It was really difficult for him to explain these suggestions, which sounded professional and well-reasoned.

Combined with the lady in front of me, who is holding my fingers with one hand, has a slightly perverted smile on her face, and is discussing the details of her future wedding dress with me.

This sense of contrast sometimes makes people feel helpless.

On the other side, Mrs. Joseph saw that Karl was lost in thought and had no intention of losing his temper, so the topic gradually became more unrestrained.

This mature wife deliberately straightened out her chest and looked at him with a strange and sad look.

Looking at Karl’s slightly flat chest, he shook his head slightly and said helplessly.

"I'm also deeply sorry for your tragedy, but everyone's physique is different, and small ones are cute, aren't they?"

"And paired with your tall and straight figure, it does look very elegant, but these are not important."

As she spoke, Joseph unconsciously put her hand on Karl's face, her eyes lingering on Karl's face.

It was as if I saw a peerless beauty, and Carl’s charm was indeed over 95 for both men and women.

Even without the use of magic or even makeup, her facial features appear so delicate and three-dimensional, and her skin is fair and delicate, as smooth and translucent as porcelain.

A pair of black eyes wearing colored contact lenses are bright and lively, and the long eyelashes tremble slightly, giving people a gentle and graceful feeling.

The nose is straight and delicate, the lips are rosy and plump, and the slightly upturned corners of the mouth reveal a hint of playfulness and cuteness, as well as a sense of evil charm.

"This face today is enough to make everyone surrender. It is so beautiful that it is beyond words."

"You are like a piece of art that God has carefully carved out in seven days, and we mortals are just randomly fabricated ornaments."

"It makes me jealous. I really want to take a bite..."

Just when Mrs. Joseph pouted her lips and was always kissed, her face was pushed away forcefully.

Carl rejected it directly with a cat-cat gesture, and pushed the other person's face away with disgust.

Although rejected, Mrs. Joseph still did not give up. At the same time, she was sure that Karl would not use violence against her.

So she wanted to hug Carl tightly and she had to kiss him today.

Carl was forced into a corner and had to use magic to escape.

Mrs. Joseph used all her strength but failed and almost fell to the ground.

The mature wife who failed to fulfill her wish, with her face puffed up with anger, returned to her seat alone.

He turned his head away and sulked, with two lines of tears of grievance flowing from the corners of his eyes.

Carl, who escaped from the clutches of the devil, stood in the corner of the room, looking at Mrs. Joseph who was about to break into pieces, and spoke in an inhumane and cold language.

"There's no need to keep up the show, ma'am. I'm not Kevin Lestrange. I know you're just acting."

"You've taken advantage of me enough today. If you continue like this..."

At this point, Karl paused for a second, because an embarrassing sentence automatically emerged in his mind.

That was the optimal solution he automatically came up with based on years of logic training. The most important thing about threatening others is that the thing you use to threaten them must be something they care about.

But judging from the current situation, the things that this eccentric and quirky lady in front of me likes do make me embarrassed.

But considering the current situation and the means that I can use now.

Karl still took a deep breath and spoke seriously in a threatening tone.

"If you do this again, I will never come here again, and I will never come to see you again."

As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Joseph's back trembled very noticeably.

The body twisted uncontrollably, like a young man who, after a long vacation, suddenly returned to work but was still in bed.

After performing a "ghost possession" show, the beautiful wife turned around and said with dissatisfaction while pouting.

"It's a cruel threat, but it really works. Well, I think we should leave too."

"It's time to face those old men from the Saints Organization and show off your acting skills."

While speaking, Mrs. Joseph wrote and drew on the table without leaving any traces, drawing an arrow and some text on it.

It is written like this.

"The list of attendees and some detailed information were all on that pile of papers, and there were love hearts on those papers."

"Remember to check carefully, baby."

After writing this, Mrs. Joseph stretched and started to put on her clothes in front of Karl.

She put on the elegant lace dress that she had discarded before, and then left the secret room with full aura, wearing high heels of more than ten centimeters.

Only Carl was left hiding in the corner, his cheeks twitching as if he was about to have a stroke.