Chapter 127: Long-lost System
The real disappointment is never the yelling, autistic Cedric squatting in the corner of the common room.
This sentence was perfectly illustrated at this moment. Karl casually put one of his shirts on him and kicked him out of the dormitory.
Cedric was not even allowed to take back his fat-reducing dinner, so he was kicked out to the common room.
I wanted to go to the cafeteria to eat, but my classmates told me that the cafeteria was closed, so I asked them for some snacks that they had hidden away.
These guys had weird smiles on their faces, staring at their abdomens and talking happily.
"Senior, we all agree that Mr. Hohenzollern's decision to make you lose weight is a very correct one."
"It's better not to ruin this beautiful scene."
After saying that, they turned and left one by one, but as they left, their eyes were like metal attracted by a magnet.
It was sucked firmly on his abdomen, and Cedric was very angry. At the same time, he also noticed that Carl's white shirt.
It was really too tight, and it hurt my waist and abdomen, and the sweat from exercise soaked my clothes.
It does look a bit inappropriate (like a wet handsome guy with nothing on), and as a Hufflepuff, after losing the support of food for the soul.
He became a little nervous, and finally went to the kitchen to ask the house-elf for some food, but was rejected.
He felt extremely uncomfortable, and finally after helping water the plants in the common room, he hid in a corner alone.
Holding a pot of golden daffodils that looked like Carl's hair, he muttered to himself nervously.
“What do you think Karl was thinking, that he kicked me out of the dormitory so rudely? If he apologizes, should I forgive him?”
"Well, we can't forgive him so easily. He really went too far."
Then, Cedric was in the corner of the common room, talking to himself.
Carl in the dormitory was also doing some strange things. He put on a bright red robe, held a compass and looked around mysteriously.
He looked at the moon and stars outside the window, constantly calculating something, and finally put a table in the southeast corner of the room.
He sat in the back, solemnly placed a tape recorder right in front of himself, and then pressed the button on it.
A powerful piece of music immediately sounded.
“Good luck, good luck!!!”
With the help of the mysterious power from the East, Carl was able to break free from the month-long mental blockade against the dog system.
After all, this thing is really too noisy, ever since his business has spread throughout the British wizarding world.
According to the ratio agreed upon before, one gold galleon is exchanged for one point. This dog system is like an emotionless tape recorder.
The mechanical noise of "points add 10, points add 5, points add 6" is repeated day and night.
Even when I sleep, I am willing to let myself go, although every time this sound reminds me that my wealth is increasing.
But what kind of person is Carl? He has no interest in money and he doesn't want to touch money.
So after good communication failed to work, Carl took coercive action and used brain occlusion to cut off contact with the other party.
And after the other party gives tacit consent, accept that reality with pleasure.
But now he needed the help of the dog system, so he first opened his character form.
[Host: Karl Hohenzollern
Magic power: 3100 (a little scum who doesn't want to make progress)
Spell: Avada Kedavra (demon lord level usage level), the others are not worth mentioning.
Defense Against the Dark Arts: Beginner (Why would you want to learn this kind of magic?)
Black magic: Not learned yet (You have no ideals, do you know what you are doing?)
Transfiguration: Not important
Potion: Anubis's Control (the only thing worth praising)
Charm towards women: 95 points (very handsome, but seems to be rarely used)
Male charm: 89 points (After all this time, you still can’t make a man fall in love with you, you are a complete waste)
God-level abilities: Memory Palace, God-level performance skills, God-level arm mastery
Comprehensive evaluation, you have no intention of improving yourself, and you have not even violated the basic school rules. What have you been doing during this period? Bad evaluation, bad evaluation, bad evaluation! ! ! ! ]
Looking at the complaints given by the dog system behind each ability, Carl's cheeks twitched wildly because he had to follow the requirements given by this dog thing.
I should now turn half of the girls in the school into my harem and spend the whole day surrounded by flowers.
Even the best outcome is that all good-looking humanoid animals should become part of one's harem.
Not to mention that he doesn't distinguish between men and women, given how perverted this bastard is, the centaurs in the Forbidden Forest probably won't even think of letting him go.
When he thought of this, he felt a chill in his heart. This person is not a villain at all, he is simply a pervert.
He quickly denied this disgusting idea in his mind and began to call the dog system in his mind.
The result was that no matter how he called out, the other party in his memory palace didn't say a word.
It stayed there quietly like a ball of light, without any change, as if it was angry with itself.
In this situation, most people might choose to give in, but unfortunately Hufflepuff has always been ranked fourth from the bottom among the four major colleges.
So Carl chose another way. In reality, he conjured a sharp knife out of thin air and put it on his neck without hesitation.
At the same time, he said silently in his mind.
"I'll only give you ten seconds. If you don't respond to my request, we'll end it amicably."
"I'll just treat this as a time travel for nothing. Just do what you need to do."
After saying that, he started counting down, and the arm holding the knife gradually increased the strength.
"5, 3, 2,"
The countdown has come to an end, and the knife on Carl's neck has cut his fair skin.
It was getting closer and closer to his carotid artery, and finally the dog system gave in, and a mechanical voice was heard.
[Very good, you are ruthless enough to yourself and are not threatened by anything. Points increased by 100.]
After hearing the other party's response, Carl took the knife away from his neck expressionlessly and then simply treated the wound.
Then he said calmly in his mind.
"Stop talking nonsense. I want to check how many points I have now."
[Current points are 1,179,600 (there are 45 points left, which are in an undetectable state). Please solve those troubles as soon as possible. ]
[The real Dark Lord will never be threatened by anyone. ]
When he saw that there were 45 points and they were in an undetectable state, he knew what greedy bugs were in the British Ministry of Magic.
Finally, he couldn't help but take action. But it doesn't matter. If there is no audience, this will be his last big show.
Doesn't it sound a bit lonely? Just like this, Carl was treating the wound on his neck while silently thinking about countermeasures.
Until the system asked impatiently.
[By the way, it took you so long to think of a humble person like me. Is there something you want to do? But I am such a useless system. ]
[I am afraid I cannot help you, so please...]
"Stop talking nonsense." Carl, who had treated the wound and covered the mark with magic, said bluntly.
“I want to draw a prize!!”
