Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

As Kuila's mouth was blocked, the flames ignited her work, and the clothes drenched in gasoline instantly turned into a wall of fire, surrounding her and Clark.

The Countess watched the two of them caught in a sea of ​​fire with satisfaction. She was worried that the two would have any special means to escape, but the dark wizard who paid a high price for it told her that a wizard without a wand was no different from a Muggle, so She then left with confidence and boldness.

The fiery flames, like demons, quickly burst through the roof, turning the entire old building into a giant torch. The police and fire brigade arrived at an uncharacteristic speed, but the fire continued until the next day. extinguished in the morning.

Until then, people didn't know that this was the residence of the new designer Kuira, but now it has become a broken wall, and the ground is full of charcoal and bricks.

In the early morning, the death of the popular fashion designer, the black and white witch Kuira, swept the streets of Paris like a hurricane. Everyone knows that the shining star of the fashion industry in the West End of London disappeared in the fire.

Immediately afterwards, the police station solved the case quickly, and two thieves who killed Kuila for stealing were arrested and confessed to the murder of money.

People talked about the story that Kuila and the two thieves had to tell 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 a fashion star were just a drop of morning dew on a leaf, evaporating in the sun in an instant.

The whole thing was going the way the Countess had expected, and she drank a rare big glass of brandy in the office.

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

Soon, at night, for some unknown reason, the media's wind direction changed.

First, some third-rate tabloids threw out conspiracy theories, arguing that Kuila'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 brushstrokes, and won't say it outright, because it involves slander.

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

"The interests are relevant, and everyone who understands understands it."

"Based on my years of experience watching Sherlock Holmes, there is only one truth."

"The countess doesn't look like a good person to me."

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Various statements came one after another, and the Countess fell into the whirlpool of public opinion.

Of course, she can't let things go on like this. Sometimes she opens her mouth to refute rumors and breaks her legs. This kind of thing can only be cut off in time when it just shows signs, so that it won't cause bigger problems.

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

Not only that, but the news media who had been friends with her and had a lot of cooperation with her also ignored her request, and he just shied away, but didn't agree.

By this time, if she hadn't recovered and knew that someone was trolling her, she would be too slow.

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

Yes, it's Kuira, that stinky girl is dead, and she's still haunted, causing her so much trouble.

Just as the Countess was devastated by this matter, her gilt-eyed secretary paid her attention and helped Kuira hold a farewell party to commemorate this suddenly fallen genius and restore her image.

This matter was quickly spread, and the wind of 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 ghetto where Kuila was.

Seeing that the situation of public opinion had improved, the Countess had no choice but to act fake, pinching her nose, and preparing to hold a charity memorial party for the crazy girl who had offended her, and the time of the party was set just in time for Kuila's death. the seventh day after.

For a time, the fame of the Countess went to a higher level, and the people all over Paris were lamenting the magnanimity and kindness of the Countess. Those who are related to the fashion circle naturally also received the invitation to the charity gala issued by the Countess.

However, on this evening, when the Countess came out in her full costume, she was shocked by the scene in front of her.

Because of the guests standing in the castle hall, all of them dyed their hair black and white. Not only that, but even the clothes they wear are the same style as Kuira. From a distance, people thought that a group of Kuiras had been reborn.

The countess had an embarrassed and embarrassed smile on her face. At this moment, of course, she couldn't get angry casually, she could only hold her 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's such a sad news. To Kuila!"

"Respect Kuila!"

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've attended my own memorial service. It feels weird."

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

That is?

"Cuira!"

Someone recognized her, and there was a "buzzing" discussion in the entire hall~www.readwn.com~ Is that Kuira? "

"Isn't she dead?"

"How is this going?"

Yes, the figure standing in the corridor on the second floor was exactly Kuira.

At this time, she was wearing a black suit jacket, and the "V"-shaped neckline revealed a large piece of snow-white skin, which formed a sharp contrast with the black fabric. The shoulders that are raised high are like the sharp horns of two demons, and the long sleeves that extend back are like two wings. The whole person is like a witch who has returned from hell, full of terrible and charming. Horror charm.

The countess's face turned green and white, and finally, her lips twitched, she greeted her in a hoarse voice, "Oh, Kuira, it's so good that you're still alive."

A playful smile appeared on Kuira's face, and another voice came from behind her, "Of course we are fine, but, Countess, your future life will not be so good."

Clark, who was wearing a magic striped suit sewed by Kuira himself, also stood up.