Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

Hearing what Carl said, Hagrid was stunned at first, then he laughed.

"Hahahaha!! Mr. Hohenzollern, what you say is really interesting. I don't need that much money."

"But I haven't seen a little wizard who likes rock cakes for a long time. No problem, I can give you the recipe."

"As for making money, that's not necessary."

Faced with such a generous and selfless Hagrid, Carl didn't waste any words with him.

He immediately took out a brand new piece of parchment and a feather pen from the ring, and asked the other person to dictate while he sat beside him and took notes.

Hagrid's narration was very detailed and Carl took notes very quickly, but he still planned in his mind to persuade the other party to accept his idea of ​​making money.

This is not because he is a cheapskate who insists on sharing the profits from a profitable business with others.

But he understood very well that if any business wanted to last long, it had to learn to distribute the profits.

This is true for larger transactions, and eventually it reaches a national level.

The reasonable distribution of interests among all stakeholders may be far more important than the project's profit margin.

Just like the saying goes, if you don’t take it and I don’t take it, how can I get it from the top? If you don’t take it from the top, how can I get it from the top?

The magical world is not about fighting and killing, but about human relationships and worldly wisdom.

Hagrid didn't care about all this. After Carl finished writing down the recipe, he immediately asked with great interest.

"Isn't it very creative? I just said that someone will appreciate the rock cakes I made."

Faced with this kind of inquiry, Carl could only laugh it off. After all, he couldn't tell the other party that he discovered this kind of cookie.

It is light in weight and high in strength, and will not crack or deform even when exposed to high temperatures.

I just want to use it as a technical reserve of high-strength material resources.

In order to enter the international military trade market, we can launch a lightweight composite armor steel.

Or it can be used in possible high-altitude aerospace fields in the future.

As for using it as food, he never thought of it that way from the beginning.

But Hagrid seemed to be determined to get to the bottom of the matter and kept asking Carl questions.

How did he know that his cookies were an extraordinary delicacy?

In this regard, Carl could only express his helplessness and could only glance at the recipe he had written down.

He quickly changed the subject.

"I noticed that the eggshell of the Night-Shining Beast is used in this recipe. This magical animal is very rare to come across."

"Its eggshell has always been a very precious material. How did you find it?"

This topic successfully attracted Hagrid's attention. For this kind giant, magical animals were his favorite things.

So he happily began to introduce to Carl the various magical animals in the Forbidden Forest.

"You know the evil bird, and the silent bird, oh Merlin's flower skirt, they are so beautiful."

"But it is precisely because of those beautiful feathers that they have attracted the attention of many dark wizards. Now the number of wild birds has been greatly reduced."

"And unicorns are such beautiful creatures, but there are still many people who would rather risk being cursed than hurt those poor creatures."

"Why are these people so heartless? I've heard that in France and Germany, there is a group of dark wizards who specialize in smuggling magical animals."

"Those guys should go to hell, they are so bad."

At the beginning, Carl listened with great interest. After all, such a vivid lesson on magical animals was worth listening to.

But the more he listened, the more he felt something was wrong, especially at the end, when he saw the half-blood giant in front of him.

While wiping away tears, she complained and cursed herself for some of the things she had done in France and Germany.

No matter how thick-skinned Karl was, he had to make a few excuses.

"That's not true. I heard that they tried to establish several magical animal sanctuaries in France and Germany."

“As a result, the number of magical animals in the wild in France and Germany has increased by more than 10% in just six months.”

"And that can't be called smuggling. It's just selling some magical animal products obtained through normal channels legally."

These words stirred up a hornet's nest. Hagrid immediately stood up and said with red eyes.

"How can you defend them, Mr. Hohenzollern? They are criminals, shameless criminals."

"These beautiful animals belong to nature and should live freely on this land."

"Rather than being confined in a fixed area like farmed pigs and cattle, which is wrong."

Ouch! ! Hagrid's accusation made Carl a little defensive, and he said in a somewhat sarcastic tone.

"Oh, really? But I think even if the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts is vast, it still has its limits."

"Not to mention these magical animals, even the wizarding community, aren't they prisoners in some sense?"

"Would they dare to stand in the sunlight and announce their identities to Muggles?"

"There is no absolute freedom, my dear ranger. We can only work hard to achieve the best results."

These words made Hagrid freeze in place. For a moment he was unable to digest the meaning of Carl's words.

Carl followed up the conversation and handed a receipt to Hagrid, and at the same time placed a modified Leica camera on the table beside him.

"I came to see you today, not only to visit you, but also to hope that you can do me a favor."

"Help me get some of the magical animal products on the receipt regularly, and I will never take your things for nothing."

"I will pay you for all the items according to the market value."

Hearing this, Hagrid, who was still a little confused by Carl's wizard prisoner theory,

He thought Karl was angry with him, so he was unwilling to accept his help and insisted on giving him money.

He waved his hands hurriedly.

"Yes...Yes, I'm sorry, Mr. Hohenzollern, I must have scared you just now, I'm not angry with you."

"It just makes me sad to think about those beautiful creatures being killed innocently..."

At the end of his words, this kind giant actually started crying bitterly in front of Carl.

His crying and snotting appearance made Carl standing next to him extremely embarrassed, as he thought that it was also because of him that the other party was also troubled.

That's why I burst into tears. Although I have a clear conscience, that damn feeling of guilt still appears in my heart.

Carl felt helpless and could only use his ability as an angel to walk to the other person and give him a gentle hug.

Stroking the other's broad and thick back, he whispered seductively.

"Don't be sad, we are still friends. The reason I gave you money is definitely not because I don't want to accept your help."

"On the contrary, it's because I have to do this. I also love magical creatures, so I understand your inner thoughts better."

As he spoke, Carl shouted to the sky.

"ALBUS!!!"

With this shout, a ball of orange flame inexplicably ignited in the air, and a fat bird appeared.

It made a brilliant appearance from the flames, flapped its two small wings desperately a few times, but finally could only land bouncyly on the table.

Seeing this, Carl could only stroke his forehead with his hand while picking up Albus, who still had a candy in his mouth.

Show it to Hagrid and explain it aside.

"It's called Albus Dumbledore and it's my phoenix."