Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

As Cruella's mouth was gagged, the flame ignited her work, and the gasoline-drenched clothes instantly turned into a wall of fire, surrounding her and Clark.

The countess watched the two of them caught in the flames with satisfaction. She was worried that the two of them would have some special means to escape, but the dark wizard who paid a high price told her that a wizard without a wand is no different from a Muggle, so Only then did she leave confidently and boldly.

The blazing flames were like a demon, and quickly broke through the roof, turning the entire old building into a huge torch. The police and fire brigade arrived in time at an unnatural speed, but the fire continued until the next day It was only turned off in the morning.

It wasn't until then that people realized that this was actually the residence of the new designer Kuila, but now it has become ruins, with charcoal and bricks all over the place.

In the early morning, news of the death of the popular fashion designer, Black and White Witch Cruella, swept through the streets of Paris like a hurricane. Everyone knew that the shining star in the fashion world in the West End of London disappeared in the fire.

Immediately afterwards, the police quickly solved the case, and the two thieves who killed Kuira because of the theft were captured and confessed to the act of murder.

People talked with relish about the story that had to be told between Cruila and the two thieves that night, but the case was concluded at an unimaginable speed.

The eyes of the news media also quickly shifted to other hot topics, as if the fire and the death of the fashion star were just a drop of morning dew on the leaves, which evaporated in the sun in an instant.

The whole thing was developing as the countess expected, and she rarely drank a large glass of brandy in the office.

However, what she didn't know was that sometimes those who manipulate public opinion will eventually be backlashed by public opinion.

Soon, at night, for some reason, the wind direction of the media changed.

First, some third-rate tabloids threw out conspiracy theories, thinking that Cruella's death was the greatest benefit for the countess, so the countess might be the mastermind behind this incident.

Of course, they must have used some spring and autumn style of writing, and they will not say this directly, because it involves slander.

But what they don't know is that this happened to tell the truth by mistake, and this kind of conspiracy and dark tone is also very popular among readers.

"Interests are related, and everyone understands."

"According to my experience of watching "Sherlock Holmes" for many years, there is only one truth."

"I don't think the Countess is a very nice person.

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All kinds of theories came one after another, and the Countess unexpectedly fell into the vortex of public opinion.

Of course, she can't let things go on like this. Sometimes she spreads rumors and breaks her legs when she refute them. This kind of thing can only be cut off in time when it first emerges, so that it will not cause bigger problems.

Only this time, when she called the director of the Paris Police Department, the old friend sternly rejected her.

Not only that, those news media who had been on good terms with her and had many cooperations with her, also ignored her request, blindly evading it, and just refused to agree.

By this time, if she hadn't come to her senses and knew that someone was messing with her, she would be too slow.

But even if she was aware of it, the development of the matter was completely out of her control, and she once again tasted the taste of powerlessness, and the last time she experienced this feeling, it was given to her by Cruira.

Yes, it was Kuila, that stinky girl was dead, but still haunted her, causing so much trouble for her.

When the Countess was in a state of desperation about this matter, her secretary with gold-rimmed eyes gave her attention and helped Cruyla hold a farewell party to commemorate this suddenly fallen genius and restore her own image.

This matter was quickly spread, and the public opinion in the city changed again, and some people began to speak for the Countess.

Put out various proofs that the Countess was not there at the time, and how chaotic and disorderly the slum area where Cruella was located.

Seeing that the situation of public opinion has improved, the countess had no choice but to make a fake show, pinch her nose, and prepare to hold a charity commemorative party for the crazy girl who offended her, and the time of the party happened to be when Kuyla died. After the seventh day.

All of a sudden, the countess's reputation went up to a higher level, and people all over Paris sighed with emotion for the lady's generosity and kindness. Those who are related to the fashion circle naturally also received invitations to the charity gala from the countess.

However, that night, when the countess walked out in her best attire, the scene in front of her made her pale with shock.

Because the guests standing in the castle hall all dyed their hair black and white. Not only that, even the clothes they wear are in the same style as Cruella. From a distance, people thought it was a group of Kuyla reborn.

An awkward and shameful smile appeared on the countess's face. At this moment, of course, she couldn't get angry casually, so she could only raise her wine glass high and make a speech.

"Thank you all for coming, this is a tribute to our dear friend who has left us forever, it is such sad news. Kuira!"

"To Kuira!"

The uniform voices of the guests echoed in the hall, but at the next moment, a very familiar voice overshadowed everything.

"Ah, to be honest, this is the first time I have attended my own memorial service, and it feels very interesting."

Everyone was startled by the sudden sound, and quickly followed the sound, and saw a tall figure standing on the second floor directly opposite the Countess.

That is?

"Kuila!"

Someone recognized her, and there was a "buzzing" discussion in the whole hall.

"Is that Cruella?"

"Isn't she dead?"

"How is this going?"

Yes, the figure standing in the corridor on the second floor is none other than Cruella.

At this time, she was wearing a black suit jacket. The "V"-shaped neckline revealed a large area of ​​snow-white skin, which formed a sharp contrast with the black fabric. The high raised shoulders are like two demon horns, and the long sleeves extending backward are like two wings. The whole person is like a witch returning from hell, full of terrifying and charming charm. Horror charm.

The countess's face turned blue and white, and finally moved her lips, and greeted her with a hoarse voice, "Oh, Cruella, it's great that you're still alive."

A playful smile appeared on Cruella's face, and at the same time another voice came from behind her, "Of course we are fine, but, Countess, your life will not be so easy in the future."

Clark, who was wearing a magic striped suit sewn by Cruella himself, also stood up.