Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

Dumbledore looked at the parchment contract in his hand and listened to what Carl said.

His brain, which had finally resumed functioning, became a little dull again. He raised his glasses and read the contract carefully.

Then he put it aside, looked at Carl dimly and asked.

"Are you trying to bribe me? Mr. Hohenzollern, I have seen your card game. It is very interesting and valuable."

"But I don't understand, with such a profitable business, why would you give part of it to the school?"

"Do you really love this school so much?"

"You're too kind, Principal." Carl did not intend to hide anything from Old Deng's question.

"It's more of a bribe than a buy-off. I certainly understand that my card game is not good for the British wizarding community."

"What on earth does it mean, and it can't be limited to Hogwarts school."

"In the future, I will definitely promote it to the entire magical world. In this process, I need a backer."

Carl was telling the truth, which came from his experience gained from working hard in New York over the years.

There's an old New York saying that if you open a restaurant in New York, you won't feel at ease unless the block council members and gang bosses come to your place to make a few zero-dollar purchases.

A three-year-old child carries a gold brick in the busy market, and everyone in the world is a devil.

Next to the smiling Maitreya stands Vajra, and all the believers are saints.

Although he had some influence in the Muggle world, he had only a few acquaintances in the British wizarding world.

I can say that I have no basis for this. There are so many money-making projects in the future, but I will fail if I don’t find a suitable partner.

How could he possibly survive? As for the strongest figure in the British wizarding world, it is undoubtedly the old Deng in front of him.

Therefore, I have to drag the other party into this no matter what, especially since the other party has already signed the contract.

They have a legitimate reason to empty the wallets of all students and make them over-spend because they are addicted to it.

When facing the doubts from their parents, it also provides a good shield, which is killing two birds with one stone.

As for the profits that are distributed, a real businessman will always only make limited profits, and huge profits can never last long.

However, he also noticed Dumbledore's dilemma, so he tried to comfort him.

"Is there any need to bother you so much, principal? My intention is good. The students now have a new entertainment project."

“So it’s a great enrichment for their after-school life, and it’s not just for me.”

“If this proposal is used properly, it will be of great help in improving students’ enthusiasm for learning.”

"What?" Dumbledore once again expressed that he didn't understand since the other party released this magic card game.

It had only been less than five days, and Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick had already reported to me many times.

It is said that many Gryffindor and Ravenclaw students are too addicted to this game to the point that they do not get enough rest and have no energy in class.

Some of them even did not have time to finish their homework, and some suggested that the subsequent release of this game should be strictly prohibited.

As a result, this guy said that this thing can improve students' enthusiasm for learning, which is really incredible.

Karl also felt this and quickly explained.

"Don't doubt it. I can customize a batch of extremely rare cards with unique borders and give them to the professors."

"Let them be a reward for outstanding students, I guess it's more like adding or subtracting college points."

"It may be more attractive to students, especially those with average or lower grades."

While speaking, Karl's expression remained smiling, but his tone was not so gentle.

"It is undeniable that schools lack the means to motivate students with average or lower grades."

"It's more about letting them run wild, or to put it another way, in any school."

"Teachers prefer those students who have good academic performance and pay attention to those who are naughty and mischievous."

"There is a lack of love and attention for students who are neither good nor bad."

At this point, Carl began to shake his head and sighed.

“If there weren’t so few students, I think there are many professors whose names I wouldn’t even be able to remember.”

"They are just like a bunch of unnecessary things, forgotten in a corner. It's really sad to think about it."

"But I don't plan to give up on them. I'm always so kind because in my plan, no one can be left behind (no one who makes money will be left out)"

This statement is well-reasoned and supported by facts. It can be described as a perfect sermon and lie.

Even Dumbledore had to admit that he was indeed persuaded by Carl and felt guilty in his heart.

That’s right, in addition to those outstanding students, the student he remembered most was actually that mysterious man.

Other lovely children were gradually forgotten over the long years.

A feeling of guilt surged into the old man's heart. He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, looked into his eyes and said sincerely.

"I didn't expect that you were thinking this way in your heart. You are a kind child. I shouldn't have doubted you all the time."

"Okay, I agree to this, but you must also keep your promise, Mr. Hohenzollern."

After saying this, Dumbledore signed the contract neatly.

Carl's expression changed immediately. He stood up, took the contract, and checked it carefully to make sure it was correct.

He stretched out his right hand and said with a smile.

"You will never regret your decision today. The history of Hogwarts will begin a new chapter from today."

As he spoke, he picked up the cockroach candy that had been prepared on the side and shook it in front of Dumbledore.

Said in a cute and naughty manner.

"In fact, there is no need for you to call me here, Principal."

"Look, this is the gift I picked out a long time ago. Sweet candy can always comfort the hurt people."

"How could I not apologize to the professor? I've been prepared for this."

"But thank you for your concern."

After saying this, Carl walked out of the principal's office with a brisk pace, holding the jar of candy.

Dumbledore, who had been watching his back, was in a very good mood at the moment, but at the same time he felt a little ashamed.

I shouldn't doubt this kid. After all, how could a young man who could choose such discerning candy have an evil heart? He has such good taste.

I was just a little too sensitive before. It seems that I must change my attitude towards Carl.

But what he didn't know was that when he was about to finish his overtime work and go to have a good taste of the pile of cockroaches.

Karl ran through the corridor outside the principal's office at a rapid speed and came to a hidden corner.

Cedric, who was hiding in the dark, came out in a hurry and asked impatiently as soon as they met.

"How's it going? Did it work? I heard that Professor McGonagall is planning to confiscate the chessboards of many Gryffindor students."

"If we continue like this, we will be finished soon, not to mention the follow-up plans."

In response, Carl chuckled disdainfully, took out the parchment from his ring and handed it to the other party.

His expression also turned grim. He pinched Cedric's chin, lifted his head up, and said to him while looking at him face to face.

"We have obtained the license and will start the next plan immediately according to the contract, which has the principal's signature."

"We can hire all the house elves in the school free of charge. Start production at full capacity immediately."

"You are not allowed to have any mercy. In my plan, I will not let go of even a copper Sickle from any of my classmates."