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

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

Sometimes it turns into a smart streamer, sometimes it turns into scattered petals, accompanied by her graceful dance steps, and the swaying hem of her clothes, spinning, churning, fluttering, like a phoenix soaring in the flames, nirvana.

Such a dazzling beauty, it is indeed only once that it is difficult for people to forget.

The Muggle guards had never seen such a battle, and they were all intimidated by the flames around her, and they only dared to swim around her, not to lean forward.

But the countess cared not for the safety of her men, and seeing that her ball was being mixed up by a young girl, her anger and jealousy almost broke through the sky.

"Hurry up! You idiots, I'm not paying you to go around in circles. ”

"This is not the place for you." One of the guards, probably under the influence of the previous fire illusion, thought that Kuyla was only surrounded by some false flames, and resisted his fear, and pounced on her back.

"I'm sorry, stupid Muggle!" Coyla muttered quietly.

The flames around her gathered nimbly into a flame shield and stood in front of the guard, not only bouncing him far away, but also smashing a table. The blazing flames made it even more scorched, and his clothes were scorched black by the brushed flames.

Seeing that the other party was really coming, the remaining guards didn't dare to step forward no matter how urged they were.

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

However, as a countess, she invited more than ordinary people to today's ball. Around those rich and powerful characters, there will always be some characters who want to please them.

"Stop! Your actions have violated the law of secrecy. A voice rang out in the crowd, but they didn't know where it came from. I advise you to hurry up, the Aurors will be here in a moment. ”

"I advise you not to meddle in your business either." Kuyla kept walking at his feet, and proudly shouted to his surroundings, "There's nothing to see here, and then the music, and then the dance." ”

The onlookers were shocked by her domineering momentum, and none of them dared to come forward, even the wizard who spoke out just now was silent.

"She's cool, isn't she?" Fleur looked at the scene in front of her like a real little fan girl, her eyes flashing with excitement.

Clark was also horrified by the skill that Kuyla had just shown to cast spells without a wand.

"She didn't use a wand, she was a wandless caster of offensive spells, and the outstanding graduates of Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry had this level?"

His words made a smug smile on the face of Fleur, who was listening to it, but the other party corrected him anyway, "That's not a wandless spell, but the ability given by that magic costume on Sister Kuira's body." ”

"That dress is an alchemy prop?" Clark asked curiously, he had ordered enchanted robes from Madame Morkin's store before, but it only had a little waterproof and thermal effect, which was very different from the magic-like effects that Coola displayed today.

Fleur looked at him with the eyes of a country bun.

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

A kind of natural material that uses magical beasts, processed by magical costume designers, to develop the spirituality attached to the material to the extreme, forming an efficient combination and matching.

In this way, the characteristics of these materials can be fully stimulated, and special alchemy items can be used to assist wizards in casting spells and enhance the effect of magic.

This is the legacy left by Madame Lemay in Beauxbatons, and in the entire wizarding world, only our Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry has a course on magical costume design, and it is normal that you can't see this in the UK. ”

I see!

Clarke nodded, this craft technique was actually invented by the Nick Lemays, and it was in the same vein as traditional alchemy, but like potions, magic clothing was more focused on one item, and its effect was also very powerful.

At least with the flaming red dress, Coyla managed to shock the Muggles and wizards present.

"Who are you? It looks familiar. The Countess looked at Kuira, who was standing in front of her, and thought of her hole cards, and the timidity in her heart flashed, and asked in a pinched tone.

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

With just a few fingers, he can burn the guy in front of him to ashes.

But she also saw that the countess's snow-white neck was hanging from her own heirloom necklace.

Damn, she actually wore the necklace on her body!

Kouira knew that her plan had gone wrong, and she had to 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 detect the abnormality in time and find a chance to get out.

"Anyone who is good knows him well, doesn't he?" Kuyla said proudly.

The Countess narrowed her eyes, "Indeed, you are quite right, what is your name?" ”

"Kouira! Coyla Deville, a gifted costume designer. ”

This is the name of Kuira, which is unveiled in front of the public for the first time.

Even though she graduated from Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the most famous school in France, the affairs of the fashion industry are still not something that a newcomer like her who has just left school can grasp.

It was a gladiatorial arena of wealth and fame, and she was born an orphan, and she didn't have that hole card to fight in.

Therefore, this outstanding graduate, like many geniuses who have just left school, only after a series of setbacks did he recognize his position and had to accept the situation that he did not encounter.

"Kouira? Who's this? ”

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

"Yes, but the clothes on her body are so beautiful, especially that fiery temperament, she is really charming."

Whispers of guests can be heard all around, talking about the spoiling fashion newcomer, amazed at how bold and crazy she is.

At the same time, they were also impressed by this behavior.

Coola and the Countess stood facing each other, their eyes facing each other, one of them with a graceful figure, like a fiery long skirt full of youthful vitality; One person has a lot of manners, and the black and white dress shows a calm and domineering spirit.

The battle between the old and the new in the fashion circle sounded the horn at this moment, and Clark was frantically pressing the shutter at the moment and recording it on the negative.

"Click!"

"Click!"

"Click!"