Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

On the sidewalk on the banks of the Seine, dim lights cast dim light and shadows, and there are old and broken floor tiles on the ground, as well as dirty water and fallen leaves.

However, Kuila stood here, as if standing on the runway lit by the spotlight, she opened her white arms, the red dress on her body was swaying in the wind like a flame, and the ruby ​​on her chest shimmered with charming light. She was adorned with radiance.

At this moment, she seems to have really become a fashion queen, the godmother of the clothing industry, and the whole Paris has been dumped under her red dress.

"Long live Sister Kuila, let them see what is the latest art and what can lead to fashion." Kuila's little girl, Furong, was the first to support her.

Her two followers, Jasper and Horace, also clapped.

"That sounds really good."

"It feels so emotional, and the blood is boiling."

However, Kuira's eyes were still firmly fixed on Clark's face.

At this time, Clark had a reserved smile on his face. In his opinion, who had experienced the baptism of the Internet wave in his previous life, Kuila's performance at the moment was really not excellent, although the special effects of light and shadow and spiritual magic had already been completed. It's full, but compared to Boss Ma, who is proficient in Huabei Boxing, this skill is far behind.

But well.

"You have to pay more."

"What?" Furong suspected that she had heard it wrong.

Clark pushed up his glasses.

"This is France, and Mr. Nick Lemay is a representative figure in the French wizarding world, so you should have heard of the theory of alchemy many times, and that is the 'principle of equal exchange'.

My task is to help Mr. Nick Lemay to pay back the favor. This is the only time, if you want to play the Prince's Revenge like "Hamlet", please ask me to help you again as a supporting role for a while, then you have to Add money. "

"Well," Kuira hurriedly agreed to him, "when I defeat the Countess, I will be a well-known French fashion designer, and I will naturally have money to pay you, whether you want Galleons, francs and pounds ."

"Not enough," Clark shook his head, "that's in the future. I have to go back to England to go to school, but I don't have time to spend with you here. Besides, believe it or not, I'm not short of money. I don't care about money. interest."

He said it so Jasper and Horace wanted to hit him.

Kuira, who was rejected, said: "I see that the sign on your chest says that you are the editor-in-chief of the "Daily Daily", and it happens that I also want to create my own clothing brand to compete with the Countess's studio.

'Fashion Rookie Shock' would be a good subject and I can give you more inside information that will make your news very valuable and increase your reputation.

We can even work together to create some great news, trust me, the fashion wave will be set off by you. "

"Not enough," Clark continued to shake his head. "Being a reporter is just a part-time job of mine. It doesn't matter to me whether I am famous or not."

"Then what do you want?"

Being rejected over and over again, fame and fortune didn't work. Even Kuira was on the verge of going wild. The red dress on her body crackled along with her irritable mood, bursting out dazzling radiance. of Mars.

However, this did not frighten Clark, he looked up and down Kuila for a while with a calm gaze.

Seeing his gaze, Kuira was stunned for a moment, and a blush appeared on his face.

"Although I don't mind being younger than me, at least you have..."

Clark interrupted her before she could finish her sentence.

"I said that I'm not interested in older women than me, I'm just interested in the clothes on you, or your magical costume design ability. I can help you with things, but I need a foreign country for the clothing brand you founded. exclusive agency."

The embarrassed look on Kuira's face disappeared for a moment, but it quickly returned to normal.

"Impossible! With such a big market in the world, I can't give you all of it."

"Then the entire European market, you can no longer refuse, in any case, that is also a matter of the future. What you lack at the moment is exactly what I have on my side, isn't it?"

Kuira opened his mouth, and finally stretched out his right hand, "That? Happy cooperation!"

A sincere smile appeared on Clark's face, as if he had just eaten a delicious meal.

Lu Buwei, the prime minister of the Great Qin Empire, once said that the benefits of ploughing the land are only tenfold; the winning of pearls and jade is no more than a hundredfold; only by establishing a state monarch can we benefit future generations.

Kuira may have some shortcomings, but Clark still sees deep potential in her.

For the French fashion industry, this kind of power is like a sharp knife. Although it will not become a monarch, it is still very possible to become a decisive force.

With such an early investment, the rare goods are available, and it can be regarded as a good hand of idle chess.

"Pleasant to work with."

Satisfied smiles appeared on the faces of both parties. As for the detailed terms of the cooperation later, Clark would naturally arrange for someone to discuss it.

After determining the general world of the follow-up plan, seeing that it was getting late, the two sides parted ways, Clark snapped his fingers, summoned the house elf, and Apparated back to the hotel.

Of course, Fleur Delacour, who ran along with him to meet his idol, also asked him to help with the ride.

Standing in front of the hotel and approaching the parting, Furong hesitated for a long time, but couldn't help but say, "Don't you know? Magical costumes from the French wizarding world are not allowed to be shipped to the UK for sale. Among them, there are also High tariff barriers."

She thought that the news of UU reading www.uukanshu.com would make Clark be shocked and annoyed, but Clark didn't seem to care.

"Of course I know that. The magic printing presses used by the Daily Prophet were imported from Germany."

Furong hurriedly asked, "Then why did you make such an agreement with Sister Kuila? It's clearly your fault. You can't sell Sister Kuila's clothes all over Europe at all."

"Ha! Ha! Ha!" Clark laughed, "Are you caring about me? If I suffer, wouldn't it be more beneficial to your sister Kuira."

"Bah, who cares about you!" Furong spat, "I'm just worried about Sister Kuila's reputation. If you suffer a loss and get fooled, you can't talk nonsense about Kuila-senpai outside. not good."

"Don't worry, I naturally have my own considerations, so you don't have to worry about it." Clark waved his hand and asked the house elf to leave with Furong quickly.

Of course he knew what Furong said, but he also knew a common saying, "this time and that time", the wheel of history will never come down.