Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

The three sentences "No one told you" were like three nuclear bombs, destroying the worldview that Hermione had shaped over the past eleven years.

It was completely shattered. As far as she could remember, both her teachers and parents had talked to her about it.

The world is a beautiful place. Although some people are still poor, that is only because there is something wrong with their system.

If only they could become a democratic country like Britain, everything would be fine.

But now, according to Carl's narration, the world is almost ruined, and there is unfair exploitation and oppression everywhere.

Even he himself seems to have become a perpetrator. In Karl's context, this is why Europeans can live in "paradise".

It is at the expense of the people of Latin American and African countries who are living in 'hell'.

Hermione fell into unprecedented self-doubt, and complex expressions continued to appear on the girl's face.

Carl sat on a chair beside him, crossed his legs, and waited quietly.

He knew that Hermione was currently reconstructing her own world, and that he should just wait quietly.

Don't disturb each other, just watch a seed quietly taking root and sprouting in a virgin soil.

Whether this seed can survive determines the friendship between him and this girl.

Should it end tonight, or can it continue?

In the midst of an intense brain storm, Hermione wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with both hands, suddenly raised her head and looked at Carl and asked.

"What about you? What do you want to do if this world is really as hopeless as you say."

"Shouldn't we do something? Can we just watch this happen?"

"Perfect answer, Miss Granger."

Carl smiled, and this time the smile was very real. He looked at the girl quietly, as if he was admiring a peerless painting.

Different from all the expressions Carl had shown in front of Hermione before, this time there was a real appreciation in his eyes.

A true warrior dares to face the bleak life and also dares to face this fucked up world.

Hermione is indeed a Gryffindor, with a fire buried deep inside, willing to make a difference in the world.

So Carl said approvingly.

"French philosopher Romain Rolland once said that there is only one true heroism in the world."

“That is to recognize the truth of life and still love it, but I also want to make a little addition.”

"There is another kind of heroism, which is when you discover that this world is so hopeless that it is suffocating."

“Still have the courage to change it.”

As he spoke, Carl's emotions gradually became more intense, and he began to open up to someone, something that was very rare.

"You are very brave Miss Granger. You are not afraid of changes in your life. You have the heart of a warrior."

"To tell you the truth, I have no intention of making any improvements or perfection to this world."

"What I have to do is to lead this world into chaos and complete collapse. Don't doubt it, I am not crazy."

"Because only when a fire like this sets the whole world on fire will the tall trees be burned."

“Only newly grown grass has a chance to see the sun.”

To be honest, the dog system was not wrong about Carl. He was indeed a born villain, and even he himself thought so.

But unlike the dog system's pursuit, he does not want to rule the magical world, nor does he want to be like that noseless psychopath.

The biggest goal in my entire life is just to get into a middle school.

What he wants to do is to bring the entire world to the brink of chaos and collapse, no matter how many innocent people will die.

No matter how many tragic things would happen, because he knew very well that any drastic change would bring disaster.

The process is always painful. Compromise and concession can never cleanse the world completely.

A single spark can start a prairie fire, but what he had to do was not to sow the fire, but to pour a bucket of gasoline on it.

Hermione was so shocked that she couldn't say a word. She looked at Carl with dull eyes.

There was a boy in front of me, so handsome that he didn't look like a human, with such brilliant golden hair.

The blue eyes are clearer and brighter than the water of the Caribbean Sea.

But tonight, every word that came out of his mouth made her feel scared. She had never been so afraid of anything before.

That feeling of fear emanates from the depths of the soul.

Hermione kept digesting every word Carl said, but in the end, she could only speak with a hint of apology.

"Forgive me Carl, I really don't understand what you want to say, but thank you for talking to me so much."

"I'm a little tired, can you please let me go back and rest first?"

"Of course, you can think about it slowly, and even judge whether you are willing to be friends with me based on my future behavior."

Carl was very understanding and not aggressive at all.

He simply took out a thick stack of hundreds of pages of paper from his ring and handed it to Hermione.

Hermione looked at the paper handed to her, confused.

"What is this? I'm not in the mood to read any books right now."

Faced with the girl's rejection, Karl just smiled faintly and said half-jokingly.

"Isn't this what you asked for? A plan and report on fighting for Professor Binns' labor rights."

"This is what I concluded after reading all the laws related to labor in the wizarding world."

"Materials regarding the lawsuit filed against Hogwarts for illegal labor exploitation."

These words brought a little warmth back to Hermione's broken heart. She took the materials from the other party and briefly flipped through them.

Looking at Carl, he said apologetically.

"I didn't expect that you would actually complete what you promised me. I called you a liar before. I apologize to you."

“No need to apologize.” Carl waved his hands quickly with a joking expression.

"I will always fulfill every promise I make, especially to beautiful girls."

Hearing this, Hermione's pale face couldn't help but turn red again, and she looked at Carl.

It also changed from the previous fear to something complicated.

This guy said those scary words before, as if he was a demon from a movie.

Now he can seamlessly transform into another face and say such embarrassing words.

What a liar, and a really helpless liar.

Hermione felt a little helpless, but this helplessness was soon transformed into anger by the strong competitive spirit in her heart.

She began to carefully examine the paper in her hand, and soon she seemed to have found something.

Looking at Karl, he said with some pride.

"The content here is too concise. I don't think this will work. It seems you still need some help."

"It's better to be a smart one."

Speaking of this, Hermione seemed somewhat smug, as if she really hoped to learn something from the young man in front of her who made her helpless.

Seeing a hint of panic, or even a hint of pleading in the tone.

But Hermione had obviously made a wrong judgement again. Carl was waiting for the other party to ask this question, and he immediately pretended.

Didn't you see the expression? He asked in confusion.

"Oh, clever Miss Granger, you can be careless sometimes. Please take a closer look."

"I saw that material, but it was just a catalog. There was too much real material, so I didn't give it to you right away."

"I have all the content ready, which is about 189,600 pages in total."