Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

"How can you slander someone's innocence out of thin air? Can taking money be considered robbery? Can a customer's business be considered robbery?"

Faced with Professor Snape's accusation, Carl certainly could not admit it. While speaking, he even turned his head to look at Professor Snape.

Pretending to look pitiful, he asked in a low and slightly hoarse voice.

"Professor Snape, did you hate me from the beginning and think that I was born a bad person?"

"No, I..." When a handsome and slightly cute fifteen-year-old boy questioned himself with that look and tone.

Snape already realized that asking that question was a very stupid act.

He stammered, trying to make it clear that he didn't think so. As a professor, he even felt a long-lost sense of guilt.

This feeling was extremely unpleasant, but unfortunately he was clearly not good at comforting people.

He was helpless and after hesitating for a long time, he could only compromise and say.

"Let's not discuss this issue. Time is running out. Let's go buy a wand first."

After saying this, he strode forward, and Karl followed him silently.

So this strange pair walked through Diagon Alley and soon arrived at their destination.

Compared with the previous splendor of Gringotts, the shop in front of him could no longer be described as dilapidated.

It looked like a complete garbage dump, and the dust on the windowsill had already solidified into dirt.

It was impossible to see what was going on inside the store, as there was a wooden sign hanging crookedly above the store.

Ollivanders, making wands since 382 BC

Looking at the words above, Carl curled his lips in disdain. People in the magical world don’t even have basic knowledge of history, just bragging without thinking.

More than 300 years BC, apart from some undeveloped Celtic tribes, you might not even see a monkey on the British Isles.

The Romans had not yet arrived, so let alone the concept of magic, it was a big question mark whether civilization even existed.

However, as the only arms dealer in the British wizarding world, it is a monopoly business, so it is understandable that they brag and do marketing.

Seeing Carl standing there, staring at the shop sign, combined with his behavior in Gringotts.

Professor Snape thought he was a germaphobe, so he took out his wand, pointed at the shop in front of him and whispered.

“Scourgify cleans up!”

"Clang!!"

As soon as the spell was finished, a silver breeze blew out from the top of the wand, trying to take away the dust.

But it was obvious that Professor Snape overestimated the stability of this shop, and that small breeze did not carry any dust.

Instead, it blew the door of the wand shop to the ground, causing large amounts of dust to fly up, and even several pieces of dirt on the windows were shaken off.

As we all know, dirt generally likes to adhere to objects with high oil content.

The flying dust then dyed Professor Snape's shiny black hair a delicate silver-gray color.

"So beautiful Professor, perfect magic, perfect hairstyle, I suggest you keep it."

When the dust settled, Carl, who witnessed it all, gave his sincere evaluation.

[Humiliate the professor again, villain points increase by 10. ]

And his dog system also scored his behavior.

It seemed that even the system was happy. Only Professor Snape stood there alone, his face extremely gloomy.

Just when the scene was becoming awkward, an old voice broke the silence.

"That naughty boy, didn't I put up a sign outside prohibiting the use of magic?"

"Don't let me catch you, otherwise...Severus, it turns out to be you."

An old man with white hair and beard walked out from behind the gate with a menacing look and started roaring.

But when he saw that the other person was Professor Snape who had become "handsome", his face immediately changed into a professional fake smile.

As expected of someone who has survived the Voldemort era, his speed in changing his expression is truly extraordinary.

"Garrick, your shop really needs some repairs."

Professor Snape said with a gloomy face, like a crow about to get angry.

But Ollivander just smiled. He looked at Carl behind him and asked with some confusion.

"Today should be the first day of school. Why did you bring this young man here?"

After saying that, he staggered in front of Karl and looked him up and down with his deep blue eyes.

"What's your name, young man? You don't look like a new wizard. How old are you? Fifteen or sixteen?"

"Karl Hohenzollern." Karl introduced himself and took a step back involuntarily.

Of course he didn't mean to disrespect the old man, it's just that the old man was too dirty.

"Hohenzollern, German? This surname is very noble."

"I guess so, but I grew up in an American orphanage as far as I can remember."

"Oh really? Poor kid, but with all due respect, even American dogs don't go there."

The two chatted like this, and under the guidance of Ollivander, they slowly walked into the store, and a tape measure automatically flew in front of Carl.

Carl actively cooperated with the other party's work, and at the same time he also gained a deeper understanding of the magical world.

It seems that this world is not as dreamy as imagined. The people here are the same as most Europeans.

They also despised the new country of the United States and believed that Americans were just a bunch of unsophisticated people who couldn't make it in Europe.

However, he was not in the mood to give the other party a modern international history lesson. He just cooperated with the other party's work silently.

"Which is your dominant hand?"

"It's fine either way."

"Oh, really? That's a difficult question to answer."

Ollivander used his magic ruler to measure Carl's entire body, and then recorded all the data.

He frowned, then turned and left, only to come back soon with a pile of wooden boxes.

He put the wooden box aside and spoke helplessly while picking from it.

"Sorry kid, it's been a long time since I customized the first wand for a fifteen or sixteen year old boy."

"And you are well developed and very strong. Have you received any special training for your wrists and arms?"

"Can you tell me, kid? It will help me choose. What weapons do you usually use?"

These words immediately aroused the curiosity of Professor Snape, who looked at Carl.

Karl shrugged indifferently and said without hesitation.

"You know, I live in the United States, so I've studied some traditional North American martial arts, and I do use some weapons."

“一般是点45的 M 1911，或者9毫米的格洛克17，大型的武器的话AR15或者AK47。”