Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

With one word and one action, Kevin Lestrange behaved like a fool again, and he stood there in a daze, at a loss as to what to do.

Until behind Carl, there was a scream like a pig being slaughtered and the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.

This woke him up, and he and Carl looked back at the same time, only to see a strange object lying quietly on the ground not far away.

The surrounding area was covered with a pool of unknown liquid, which looked miserable, but Kevin Lestrange could be sure that it was definitely not blood.

Because he smelled a sweet aroma of pumpkin juice, and the holes in the other person's mask were still spraying pumpkin juice from the inside out.

He could roughly imagine what happened a few seconds ago, this annoying guy.

He must have noticed what had just happened between him and Miss Grindelwald.

The result, of course, is that you become jealous and want to stop it, but while taking a deep breath, you might forget that you are still secretly drinking the drink.

A huge amount of pumpkin juice poured into the small mask through the straw, just like a diver's helmet leaking water.

The guy was choked unconscious and fell from a high place.

It seems that immediate rescue may be needed, otherwise this guy may be drowned on land. Of course, I would like to see it happen.

Unlike Kevin Lestrange who was secretly happy, Carl was now filled with regrets. He must have owed this guy in his previous life.

That's why I'm so unlucky. I've traveled through time and space and encountered this kind of thing. I can't do anything and I'm never satisfied with anything I eat.

He just did such an embarrassing thing to himself. Fortunately, the reporters from the French magic world have not arrived yet.

Otherwise, if this picture was published in the newspaper, there was a high possibility that I would be hunted down by my own wild father.

After all, a violent organization full of pretense was turned into a clown organization full of humor.

With Grindelwald's temper, he definitely wouldn't be able to stand it. The thought of this gave him an even greater headache.

After taking a deep breath and calming himself down, Karl said with a cold face.

"Go do your job, Mr. Lestrange, for subordinates who don't work hard during working hours."

"I will personally give out the punishment!!"

"Yes, ma'am!" Kevin Lestrange agreed readily, and this was the first time a smile appeared on his face.

With an irrepressible smile of gloating, he glared provocatively at Cedric who was lying on the ground.

He turned around and left to go about his own work.

After he left, Carl took out the pepperwood wand of "Theodora Grindelwald" and waved it vigorously.

The "Cedric" that had been lying on the ground immediately floated from the ground into the air.

In order to protect the other party's identity from being revealed, Carl has to take off the other party's mask and get the pumpkin juice out of the other party's mask.

It was indeed a bit difficult. After thinking about it, he decided to use the simplest and most brutal method.

Using centrifugal force to solve all problems is just the right way to make this guy suffer.

So even though he was in the air, Cedric, who was lying prone, was suddenly turned upside down, left and right.

Then it began to spin on the spot like a spinning top, spinning so fast that only a golden afterimage could be seen.

Under the powerful centrifugal force, not to mention the pumpkin juice in the mask, even the pumpkin juice in this guy's stomach was almost thrown out.

Countless disgusting liquids splashed out, but were blocked and collected together by the invisible walls.

Finally, before Cedric's brain was about to be shaken together, the last drop of pumpkin juice was separated from his body.

And without any warning, he fell directly to the ground from mid-air.

But the landing point was different from the last time. He did not fall back to the original position, but fell heavily in front of Carl.

Cedric landed at Carl's feet and tried to stand up several times, but his feet staggered and he fell to the ground again.

The funny actions made everyone present laugh so hard that their faces turned purple.

Looking at the funny guy in front of him and feeling the emotions around him, Carl's expression became more and more ugly, and finally he helped the other person up with his own hands.

"Thanks......"

Cedric wanted to say thank you out of habit, but before he could even finish his thank you, his dizzy brain suddenly became much clearer.

Carl stretched out his right hand again, but this time it was not a gentle slap, but a powerful slap.

He slapped the guy in front of him viciously, and his dizzy eyes instantly became much clearer.

However, it seemed that the other party was not fully awake yet, or was really angry, so he slapped him.

He swung his right hand back and slapped him three or four times in a row, until Cedric's eyes were as clear as could be.

Only then did she stop. This action and the smacking noise did not have any ladylike temperament, but was full of the aura of a gangster and hooligan.

The saints present were all stunned. They all touched their cheeks at the same time, feeling somewhat relieved.

There was only one person whose face was filled with anxiety, and that was Mrs. Joseph, who had returned early with her husband.

The frown seemed to foresee in his mind the miserable married life of his son in the future.

In the center of the stage, Cedric, who had been completely awakened by the slap, looked through the holes in his mask and saw a face that was distorted with anger to the extreme.

After thinking for a long time, the slave asked in a pretended caring tone.

"Your hand doesn't hurt, does it, Carl?"

"Shut up!!" Upon hearing this name, Carl almost instantly set up soundproofing magic around himself.

He grabbed the idiot's collar tightly with both hands and warned him fiercely.

"You can address me as Madam, or Miss Grindelwald. You are not allowed to make such a low-level mistake again if you continue to act like this."

"Next time I will just take your mask off instead of tickling you through it, sir."

"And because of your mistake, after you return to Hogwarts, all your pocket money for the remaining half of the semester will be deducted."

At the beginning, Cedric was just a little scared. Although he was wearing a mask, Carl did not hold back at all.

His face felt as if it was burning, but he didn't say anything even so.

But when he finally heard that the other party was going to confiscate all his pocket money for half a semester, he still begged for mercy in despair.

"I was wrong, I was really wrong, please don't do this."

As he said this, the guy knelt on the ground without any bottom line, holding Carl's ankles tightly with both hands, wailing with snot and tears.