Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

Latest URL: "Then we might as well find an old and vulgar woman." Horace took a sip of double-sugar coffee and gave his suggestion.

However, Cruila pondered for a while before she said decisively: "No! Horace, king to king, knight to knight, that countess, I will be responsible for distracting her."

"Besides, wrecking parties is my specialty, isn't it?" Cruella had a bitter smile on his face, "Just like that night a long, long time ago."

Hearing this, Jasper and Horace looked at each other and said in unison, "Okay! We have no objections."

But Jasper hesitated for a moment, and then raised his hand to signal: "But there is still a problem... won't she recognize you?"

Horace answered, "That makes sense!"

"I guess so," Cruira said helplessly, "when this happens..."

"Won't you lose your current job?" Jasper spread his hands.

"That wasn't in the plan..." Horace interrupted, but Jasper went on emphatically, "Losing a job I think you'd love."

"Hey, brother, what are you thinking? With money, what else do we need to do?" Horace wondered at his buddy's brain circuit, "Besides, he still works for his mother-killing enemy."

However, Jasper just looked at Cruella, not knowing how to express it, "I mean, she can see that you are very talented, right? That Countess..."

Cruella instantly understood what he meant.

"Yes, in that studio, and the days of working recently, it is indeed the happiest and most carefree time I have felt in the past ten years.

The feeling of merging, blooming, sublimating, and condensing different styles in my own hands is indeed very wonderful. I think it is difficult for me to find another fashion design studio that suits me so well. "

"So I think you may not need it for the time being..." Before Jasper finished speaking, Horace interrupted him, "My friend, please, that's a benefit, it's money. It's wealth."

He emphasized it three times in a row, but Jasper seemed to have a different opinion from him on this matter.

"But dreams are priceless, especially Cruella's dreams,

She wants to become a famous fashion designer in Paris and even in the world. Didn't you see the light in her eyes when she was doing those things? This job is very important to the start of her career..."

"I just want to get back what belongs to me!" Cruella didn't want to listen to Jasper anymore, she was afraid that she would be shaken.

"Forget it, I don't need you to pity me, and you don't owe me anything. I never force my friends to do things he doesn't want to do. All of this is just a grudge between me and the countess. I don't want to live in guilt for the rest of my life. .

I have been waiting for ten years, just waiting for an opportunity like this, I want to fight, not to prove how great I am, or to gain any wealth status, I just want to tell those who have hurt me, lost things, I, Kuira, must get it back! "

The 3D castle created by light and shadow magic was projected under her huge emotional fluctuations, as if hit by a missile falling from the sky, it turned into a ball of brilliant sparks and disappeared instantly.

The whole room became silent. Horace looked at Jasper and pointed at her secretly, "She's the boss, she has the final say."

After venting the resentment in his heart, Cruyla also adjusted his emotions in time to calm himself down.

"You're right, she'll recognize me. So I can't go to the party, but I know, there's someone who can."

Horace and Jasper seemed to have guessed who she was talking about, and they immediately fell silent, not daring to say a word.

Only Clark knew that after listening for so long, he now fully understood the other party's thoughts and plans. At this point, if she doesn't show a little sincerity, the title of "Witch" may not be called for nothing.

So he stepped forward and said bluntly, "I just want to steal a necklace back. As Mr. Nicole Flamel, it's really not easy to come forward for this kind of thing."

As soon as these words came out, even Hermione didn't realize that he wanted to reject the other party, and the atmosphere in the whole room suddenly became colder and more oppressive.

"So?" Cruella clenched the wand in his hand, the threat was palpable, "I'm not a place where you can come and leave whenever you want."

Even her two followers stared at Clark and the others with extremely unkind eyes.

"Don't worry, don't worry." Clark waved his hand to reassure them.

"Although Mr. Nick Flamel couldn't come, but because of some things, he specially entrusted me to help him pay back this favor. For me, the simpler the better, as for the right and wrong in the middle, I don't care I don’t know, and I don’t want to care about it at all, as long as you confirm that this matter is over and Mr. Nick Flamel’s favor is paid off, then it’s fine.”

With these words, the expressions on the faces of Cruila and others eased a little.

Then Clark said: "According to your plan, I will help you make up for what you lack now."

"First and foremost, it should be how to enter that castle without arousing suspicion, right?"

Seeing Cruella nodded, a smile appeared on Clark's face, "This is very easy, the two of them can pretend to be employees of the cleaning company and enter the castle in the name of plumbing repairs."

"We've thought of this method a long time ago, and we still need you to talk about it." Jasper's expression was a little disdainful. For some reason, looking at this little kid talking in front of Cruira, he felt extraordinarily nervous. uncomfortable.

"But what if I say that it's an employee of a regular cleaning company in Paris with a business license?"

"how is this possible!"

Clark reached out his hand to stop his doubts, "Don't worry, if I say yes, it's ok. Tomorrow, someone will naturally send over your identity certificates and tools and clothing."

"As for Ms. Cruella? Although I know you must have your own way to get in, but if you don't mind, save a little effort that day and go with us."

Clarke's words surprised Hermione. They hadn't decided before that they were going to attend this black and white ball.

The expression on Cruila's face turned from cloudy to sunny, and a bright smile bloomed, "That's really thankful, to be accompanied by such a cute little handsome guy, how could I not be willing to do such a good thing."

Seeing the moody performance of the other party, and listening to Hermione's "vixen" evaluation, Clark's evaluation of her rose a little bit.

"By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Cruella Deville. Don't make a mistake in the invitation letter."