Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

Clark looked at Cruella, who was surrounded by several guards.

Gorgeous flames flew around her, echoing the beautiful red dress on her body.

Sometimes it turns into a lively streamer, and sometimes it turns into scattered petals. Accompanied by her graceful dance steps and swaying clothes, she spins, churns, and dances lightly, like a phoenix soaring in flames, Nirvana.

Such a dazzling beauty is indeed hard to forget after only seeing it once.

Those Muggle guards had never seen such a battle before, they were all intimidated by the flames beside her, and they only dared to walk around her timidly, not daring to approach her.

However, the countess didn't care about the safety of her subordinates. Seeing that her ball was disturbed by a young girl, the anger and jealousy in her heart almost broke through the sky.

"Hurry up! You idiots, I don't pay you wages to make you go around like this."

"This is not where you should come." A guard may have been affected by the previous flame illusion, thinking that there were only some fake flames around Cruira, and suppressing his fear, he rushed up from behind her.

"I'm so sorry, stupid Muggle!" Cruella muttered in a low voice.

The flames surrounding her flexibly gathered into a flame shield, which blocked the guard, not only bounced him far away, but also smashed a table. The blazing flame scalded him even more, and his clothes were scorched black by the rubbed flames.

Seeing that the other party was actually coming, the remaining guards dared not step forward no matter how urged they were.

People could only watch helplessly as this sudden troublemaker walked towards the countess step by step.

But as the countess, she invited not only ordinary people to the ball today. Around those rich and powerful characters, there will always be some characters who want to curry favor with them.

"Stop it! Your behavior has violated the secrecy law." A voice sounded from the crowd, but they didn't know where it came from. "I advise you to leave quickly, the Auror will be here soon."

"I advise you not to meddle in your own business." Cruela kept on stepping, and proudly shouted to the surroundings, "There is nothing to see here, keep playing music and dance."

The onlookers were intimidated by her domineering aura, and none of them dared to stand up. Even the wizard who spoke up just now was silent.

"She's so cool, isn't she?" Fu Rong looked at the scene in front of her like a real little girl, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

Clark was also startled by the technique of casting spells without a wand that Cruella just showed.

"She didn't use a wand, but cast an offensive spell without a wand. Does an outstanding graduate of the Beauxbaton School of Witchcraft have this level?"

His words brought a smug smile to Fu Rong's face, but the other party corrected him: "That's not casting spells without a wand, but the ability bestowed by the magic costume worn by Senior Sister Cruira. "

"The clothes are an alchemy item?" Clark asked curiously. He had also ordered enchanted robes from Mrs. Malkin's specialty store before, but that was only with a little waterproof and heat-retaining effect. The magic-like effect that comes out,

It can be said that there is a world of difference.

Furong looked at him like a country bumpkin.

"To be precise, this should be the 'Magic Clothes' unique to our French wizarding world.

A natural material that uses magical animals, processed by magic clothing designers, develops the spirituality attached to the material to the extreme, and forms an efficient combination.

Thereby fully stimulating the characteristics of these materials to achieve special alchemy props that assist wizards in casting spells and can enhance magic effects.

This is the inheritance left by Mrs. LeMay in our Beauxbatons. In the entire wizarding world, only our Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry offers the course of magic costume design. You can't see these in the UK, and it's normal. "

I see!

Clark nodded. This kind of craftsmanship was actually invented by the Nicholas couple. It is in the same line as traditional alchemy. However, like potions, magic clothing is more focused on one thing, and its effects are also very powerful.

At least with that flaming red dress, Cruira successfully shocked the Muggles and wizards present.

"Who are you? You look very familiar." The countess looked at Cruella standing in front of her, and when she thought of her hole cards, the timid emotion in her heart flashed away, and she asked in a controlled tone.

Looking at the mother-killing enemy in front of her, Cruira's heart was filled with impulse, and this fiery red fishtail dress seemed to ignite her heart.

He only needs to move his fingers to burn the guy in front of him to ashes.

However, she also saw that the countess's family heirloom necklace was hanging on the countess's snow-white neck.

Damn it, she actually wore the necklace on her body!

Kuira knew that something had happened to her plan, and she could only rely on herself to snatch the necklace at this moment.

It's just that she has to delay for a while, so that her two partners can find out the abnormality in time and find a chance to escape.

"Anyone who is an excellent person will feel familiar with him, won't he?" Kuyla said proudly.

The countess narrowed her eyes, "Indeed, you are right, what's your name?"

"Cuela! Cruyla Deville, a talented costume designer."

This is Cruella's name, and it is the first time it has appeared in front of the public.

Even though she graduated from the most famous Beauxbaton School of Magic in France, things in the fashion industry are still beyond the grasp of a newcomer like her who just left school.

It was the arena for wealth and fame, and she, who was born as an orphan, did not have the cards to fight in it.

Therefore, this outstanding graduate, like many geniuses who have just left school, only recognized his position after experiencing a series of setbacks, and had to accept the situation of being underappreciated.

"Cuila? Who is this?"

"I've never heard of such a new designer recently."

"Yes, but the clothes on her are really nice, especially the fiery temperament, which is really charming."

There were whispers from the guests around, discussing the disruptive newcomer, amazed by her audacity and madness.

At the same time, this behavior also left a deep impression on them.

Cruella and the countess stood facing each other like this, looking at each other. One had a graceful figure, and the long dress like fire showed youthful vigor;

The battle between the old and the new in the fashion circle blew the horn at this moment, but Clark pressed the shutter frantically at this moment and recorded it on the film.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

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