Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

Carl shifted his gaze over and saw our Miss Know-It-All staring at him menacingly.

She showed no signs of shyness when meeting a stranger. She strode forward, fanning away the smoke with her hand while continuing to speak bluntly.

"In the UK, smoking by minors is against the law. How can you do this?"

Carl never had a favorable impression of such nosy behavior, which was of course just like the jokes circulating on the Internet in his previous life.

The judgment of any behavior is based on the appearance of the subject. If you are handsome and quiet, you are a cool and handsome guy.

But if you are ugly and quiet, then you are a greasy and introverted man.

Faced with the accusations of a cute little girl, he still wanted to tease her, so he used his usual trick of "cheating".

Carl first looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, creating a hazy feeling under the cover of cigarette smoke.

Then he used his superb acting skills to pretend a helpless and lonely expression, and finally took out two pieces of paper and handed them over.

"This is a certificate issued by the Mayo Clinic in the United States and the Oxford Medical School in the United Kingdom. I have improved my cognitive and emotional aspects."

"I have a congenital deficiency, so the doctor allowed me to smoke 10 cigarettes a day. This is a medical nicotine treatment method."

"If you mind, I can leave this carriage first. I'm sorry, Miss, but you probably don't want to be friends with me, just like those people before."

This moving performance and the two authoritative medical certificates turned the whole situation around in an instant.

Hermione held the two pieces of paper, her eyes full of nervousness and shame, and she wanted to explain several times.

But she couldn’t say a word. Finally, feeling guilty, she could only throw the two medical certificates on the table and return them to Karl.

Yelling, "I'm sorry sir, I didn't know it would be like this."

Then she ran away. Seeing the girl's panicked back, Carl supported his face with one hand and couldn't help but smile.

There was a sense of accomplishment from a successful prank, but it was obvious that whenever he was happy, that annoying voice would ring in his mind.

[Congratulations to the host, you have successfully played with the feelings of an ignorant girl. You are indeed a born scumbag, an absolute villain. Your points will be increased by 10. You already have 40 points. When your points reach 100, you can draw a prize once.]

[50 draws, guaranteed to get god-level skills. ]

Damn, this damn system, what does it mean to play with the feelings of an ignorant girl, what does it mean to be a born scumbag, it's pure slander and bullshit.

I just played a little prank, but this is really a system that is always late, even the judgment is so rubbish.

Carl cursed at the system frantically in his mind, his expression gradually becoming more and more crazy, until he felt as if someone was approaching him.

Then he quickly put on a resentful look, and the speed at which his expression changed was lightning fast.

When he came back to reality, he saw Hermione standing in front of him with her face flushed with shame.

"Is there anything else, miss? If it's because of what happened before, I apologize to you again."

Carl continued with his previous acting style, and continued to use his performance to play with the other person's sense of shame.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Hermione waved her hands frantically, wanting to explain, but she really didn't know how to start.

Under the combined emotions of shame and anxiety, she was left with only one choice.

That’s the killer weapon of women, crying.

Looking at the loli in front of me, with her head lowered and her shoulders heaving, I could hear the slight sobbing sound.

Carl cried out that something was wrong, it was all over, it seemed like something had gone wrong, he quickly stood up and helped Hermione to her seat in the box.

Looking at the crying girl lying on the table, Carl's face was operating wildly. He had not dealt with such a situation for a long time.

I was at a loss for a moment and even sought help from the system in my mind.

"What should I do now? I don't want to be labeled a bad boy before I even get to school."

[Host, have you been kicked in the head by a donkey? I am a villain system. I want to tell you how to seduce and play with girls. ]

[I can give you thousands of suggestions, but sorry, there is none. ]

Looking at the big words in his mind, Karl couldn't help but frowned, and he was also having a brain spasm.

That's why I would think of asking the system for help. This guy is not reliable at all.

After thinking about it, he suddenly remembered that the Patronus Charm seemed to be able to eliminate negative emotions, although in movies and novels.

The only use of this magic is to fight Dementors, but it should have some special uses.

After all, it turns out that these ghost things like Dementors are more like real products of negative energy.

Without thinking about anything else, Carl took out his wand, waved it lightly upwards, and whispered.

"Expecto Patronum!"

Silvery-white mist gushed out from the top of the magic wand and gradually condensed into shape in the air. A phoenix with spread wings kept flying in the narrow carriage.

It slowly landed on Carl's shoulder and rubbed Carl's face gently with its little face.

A warm and peaceful breath immediately filled Carl's whole body. It was indeed effective after feeling this.

Carl stroked the imaginary little phoenix, then pointed at Hermione who was still crying on the table.

This little guy was very human-like. He immediately flew to the girl's shoulder and used his little head to rub the girl's messy hair.

Soon, Hermione stopped crying and slowly raised her head. The moment she saw the silver phoenix, her expression was filled with surprise.

"This is magic...it's really amazing."

Hermione's eyes were full of curiosity, and her gaze was fixed on the silver phoenix.

Curiosity about magic suppressed the sadness and shame in my heart.

"Are you not crying any more? You mean girl, yes, this is magic, it's my patronus."

Seeing that Hermione finally stopped crying, Carl finally breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but teasing her.

Hermione knew she was being teased, so she immediately wiped the tears from her eyes and said with a pout, pretending to be strong.

"I'm not a mean person. By the way, I don't know your name yet. My name is Hermione Granger. What do you call me, Senior?"

As she spoke, the little girl stretched out her right hand, hoping to shake hands with the other party and formally get to know each other.

Seeing this, Carl just smiled faintly, stretched out his right hand, and shook the other person's hand like a gentleman.

"My name is Karl Hohenzollern, nice to meet you meanie, and I'm not some senior."

"Like you, I am also a first-year student at Hogwarts."

"How is that possible? With your height and appearance, you must be at least fifteen years old. Could it be that I am sorry that I must be suspicious like this?"

"Could it be that there is something wrong with your intelligence?"

When Hermione heard Carl say that he was also a freshman, she immediately exclaimed that it was impossible, and then made her own speculation.

Faced with this malicious speculation, the smile on Carl's face immediately disappeared, and he was about to explain to the other party.

Then I heard that annoying voice again.

[The host actually used magic to comfort a crying girl in public. This is definitely not what a villain should do.]

[40 points deducted, current points 0. ]