Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

After Dumbledore left, Lucius sat in his seat, looking a little uneasy. This was the place he had been sitting in during his student life.

He had some impressions of it, but there was no Dumbledore's headmaster's office. This was the first time he saw it.

Dumbledore and Hogwarts can almost be equated.

When everyone thinks of Hogwarts, the first thing that comes to mind is this great white wizard, but now in this magnificent principal's office.

Sitting in the principal's seat was a handsome young man.

This gave Lucius a special feeling, as if he had reached another historical node.

The last time he felt this way was when he joined the Death Eaters.

But unlike him, Karl's face was full of ease and indifference. He slowly stood up and left the principal's seat.

He walked over to sit opposite Lucius, then took out a bottle of Hassington's sherry and a box of cigarettes in a silver cigarette case from the ring.

He then brought two crystal wine glasses, poured a glass for each of them, took out a cigarette, put it in his lips and snapped his fingers.

A ball of orange flame burned at his fingertips. He used the flame to light a cigarette. Amid the smoke, he smiled at Lucius.

"100% Virginia tobacco, top-notch enjoyment, and this glass of sherry, from Mexico, the brand has a history of more than years."

"You can enjoy yourself Mr. Malfoy. There's no need to be so formal. We are business partners, aren't we?"

Hearing this, Lucius awkwardly picked up the wine glass and took a sip, but he seemed to hate cigarettes and kept coughing because of the white smoke.

He asked in confusion.

"In fact, I have never understood why Muggles like this kind of thing. They know that this kind of thing is harmful to their bodies."

"But I am still fascinated by these things."

Faced with this question, Karl just smiled indifferently, took a deep puff of his cigarette, and raised his head to let the white smoke rings float toward the ceiling.

"I don't think there is an answer to this question, just like you pure-bloods."

"You know that letting a psychopath rule the British wizarding world will mean that the world has no future, but why do you support him like that?"

"I think this question, like yours, has no answer."

This answer made Lucius shudder all over, and he quickly looked up and wanted to explain.

But he found that Karl was still looking up at the ceiling and didn’t meet his eyes, so he could only speak with some stammering.

"This... mysterious person... has brought unspeakable harm to the British wizarding world. I have never..."

Listening to the other party's stammering explanation, Carl lowered his head, looked into the other party's eyes and interrupted him with his hand.

"Don't be so nervous Mr. Malfoy. Just like I said when we first met, don't ask about my past."

"I will definitely not interfere with your past. We are just business partners now. There is no need to be so nervous."

"Tell me, regarding the acquisition of the Light Wheel Company, are they still so stubborn?"

Hearing this, Lucius wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and the look he gave Carl was no longer as casual as before.

Although he knew clearly that the young man in front of him had a very unclear relationship with a group of people in Germany.

But he never found out the real details. It had always been a business transaction, but he only realized it today.

Carl knew much more than he imagined. This boy was definitely not as harmless as he looked.

It can even be said that it is a more direct threat than Voldemort, who could turn against you and kill you at any time and anywhere.

Being with this young man gave him a kind of fear of being alone and facing the unknown of the deep sea.

After adjusting his emotions, Lucius tried his best to make his tone sound less frightening.

"The Nimbus Company was unwilling to pay attention to us, but another flying broom company, Comet Company, gave us advice."

"They responded positively, but the Light Wheel Company did not turn hostile directly and was willing to send representatives to attend tomorrow's press conference."

"If you don't want me to, I can send someone to take care of it now."

"No." Karl said firmly, "If someone is willing to come as a guest, there is no reason not to let them attend the banquet."

"We entertained them warmly, but they didn't give us face. Then don't blame me. We will leave them no chance to live."

Hearing this, although Lucius didn't want to refute Karl's face, he couldn't help but say it.

"The Nimbus Company has always been a top player in the flying broom field. It may not be that easy to overthrow them in a short time."

"I think we should not be impatient. We can take our time as your product is launched."

Hearing this, Karl just smiled indifferently, then kept shaking his head, his expression full of disdain.

It wasn't that he was angry about what his business partner had said, but that he was full of disdain for the entire British wizarding world.

From the moment he stepped into the magical world, he had clearly realized that his greatest helper was.

It’s not the dog system in my mind that is about to become perverted, nor is it the memories brought from my past life.

Rather, it is the Muggle world's complete crushing of the magical world in terms of its level of understanding in business and other fields.

The entire magical world is a bit like a utopia in literary works, which is parasitic on the real world.

But they are completely out of touch with the real world, a bit like the Qing Dynasty which had been closed to the outside world for many years, when they opened their eyes again and looked at the real world.

You will find that in your mind, the Muggle world where you have to do everything by yourself can never be compared with wizards.

It has long since become something they cannot recognize, so in this world, racism, which has been lagging behind in the real world for countless years, has grown.

It will also cause a psychopath who only knows how to use violence to cause a stir in the city.

Thinking of this, Carl just smiled and said to Lucius.

"Don't worry, Mr. Malfoy, everything will be resolved after tomorrow's press conference."

"You may think I'm bragging, but what I want to tell you is that judging from the current business situation."

"What the Nimbus Company did was to court their own destruction. They monopolized the production and sales of high-end flying brooms and made huge profits."

"Nor has the profit been shared with even one person, be it the British Ministry of Magic or any other partner."

"Then you don't need to worry at all. We are not the only ones who want them dead. What we need to do is not to try to stop the boiling water by adding more fuel to the fire, but to remove the fuel from under the cauldron."

“Always remember one thing: the best businessmen only earn the part of the profit they deserve, and give away the rest, no matter whether it seems useful or not.”

After saying this, Carl drank the sherry in the glass, patted Malusius on the shoulder and smiled.

"Okay, it's just a brief communication. You can go back and get ready. I still want to enjoy my office."

Just like that, Lucius walked out of the office with a head full of question marks and full of doubts. When he walked to the door of the office.

He couldn't help but look inside again. In the luxurious office, a young man was sitting in the center, as if everything was under control.

Even the usually noisy portraits became extremely quiet at this moment, looking at this person with complicated eyes.

"Young Principal!!"