From Kamal Taj to Hogwarts

"You actually don't need to stay with me here." After a long silence, Xiwen finally said. He always felt uncomfortable letting Helena stay in such a dark and dirty environment.

"For us dead, it doesn't matter where we stay." Helena said softly.

There was silence again between the two of them.

Xiwen suddenly realized that he was very bad at facing such situations and very bad at saying gentle and intimate words. Helena must be the same way. She had been living as a ghost for hundreds of years and had always been confined to her own world.

Communicate with people.

'Perhaps only such a pure person can trust herself so easily.' Xiwen thought.

He finally thought of a way.

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"Is there anyone here?" A young wizard wearing a Slytherin school robe came over and asked pretending to be surprised. "I don't think anyone has ever come here, but today it seems to be more alive."

"Life?" Helena gave him a funny look. "It would be more appropriate to say death."

"Hey, are you ghosts?" The little wizard Xiwen pretended to be surprised. "Why are you staying here?"

Ghost Xiwen answered, or asked and answered himself: "For some reasons, I can only stay here now, and she is here to accompany me. Can you do me a little favor and clean up the dirty things here?"

"

Ghost Xiwen looked at himself across from him, feeling that the conversation he was having with him was a bit funny for no reason, and he couldn't help but laugh.

"Puch!"

Helena looked at him strangely and asked, "What's wrong with you? What's the point of laughter?"

Ghost Xiwen replied: "I think of happy things."

"Puch!"

Helena's expression became even weirder. She turned her head to look at the little wizard Xiwen and said, "Have you also thought of happy things?"

The little wizard Xiwen suppressed a smile and nodded.

Helena looked at the two of them in confusion and asked: "So...the happy things you think about are the same thing?"

‘It’s really the same thing.’ But Xiwen didn’t dare to say this.

After finally regaining his composure, Ghost Xiwen cleared his throat and explained: "Ahem, I was thinking that we could ask the little wizard to help us make this place look better, so that we won't fulfill the wishes of those evil people.

.Yes, it is like that!"

The little wizard Xiwen also continued: "I found a good place to practice magic, and I feel happy."

Helena looked at Xiwen inside the door, and then at the little wizard outside the door. She always felt that something was wrong...

She shook her head and asked the little wizard Xiwen: "Do you really want to help us clean this place? You know this is not a small project."

The little wizard Xiwen nodded, thinking in his mind that it was obviously to make his life more comfortable, so of course he would be happy to do so, but he said: "It doesn't matter, I can just practice magic."

As he spoke, he stretched out his wand and pointed at the ground, shouting: "Scify!"

There seems to be some dust on the ground, but it's not obvious.

Xiwen was not satisfied, so he changed the spell.

"Tergeo!"

It seems to be a little better, but not much better.

Helena reminded from the side: "It must have been too long, and the dust and soil have merged with the ground. In this way, the cleaning spell relying on the disappearing spell has lost a certain effect."

Only then did Xiven realize that the person in front of him was the daughter of Ravenclaw. Her previous magical ability should at least not be weak at all.

"Then what kind of magic spell should I use?" the little wizard Xiwen asked politely, and then almost stopped laughing.

"I don't remember the spell or anything," Helena said.

"Maybe you can try washing it with water?" She added with interest, and then floated into the air to watch the little wizard Xiwen's performance.

Xiwen's face suddenly fell. He didn't know how long it would take to wash it with water. Maybe he could ask a senior student or professor for help?

"Maybe you can ask the senior students for some help." Ghost Xiwen said, and he decided to add a line to his ghost clone.

"It makes sense." The little wizard Xiwen asked and answered. "I'll try it casually today, and I'll find someone else for help tomorrow."

He suddenly remembered something and looked at the transparent barrier at the door. He didn't know if non-ghosts could get through it.

So Ghost Xiwen took advantage of the situation and said, "Come in and clean up the room."

The little wizard Xiwen nodded, walked towards the open copper door, and then passed through the transparent barrier without any hindrance.

A smile appeared on his lips.

In this way, if you want to go out, as long as the soul returns to the body, and the little wizard Xiwen walks out openly, there will be no problem.

Xiwen, who was in a happy mood, began to recite various spells to various directions in the room to express his excitement——

"Clear water like a spring (Aguamenti)!"

“Scify!”

"Tergeo!"

"..."

After a lot of messy work, the little wizard Xiwen had almost used up his magic power. He used the last remaining magic power to use the flying spell to bring over a few spare candles from the dormitory and lit them next to it. This cell was finally a bit open to exploration.

It looks impressive.

"Thank you for today, little wizard." Helena said to the little wizard Xiwen sincerely. "What's your name?"

The little wizard Xiwen smiled and replied: "Xiwen Rozier, madam."

Helena nodded, turned back and glared at the ghost Xiwen, urging: "Do you have any gratitude? Why don't you thank Xiwen quickly?"

The faces of ghost Xiwen and little wizard Xiwen froze, feeling very funny.

‘So it’s finally reached a point where I can thank myself...’

Ghost Xiwen said to the little wizard Xiwen with a very strange expression: "Thank you, Xiwen!"

The little wizard Xiwen's expression was not much better either. He replied stiffly: "You're welcome, Mr. Ghost."

Helena didn't pay that much attention. She smiled at the little wizard Xiwen very kindly and said softly: "If you need help in the future, you can ask us for help. You can call me Ms. Gray, and he

It's Doctor Strange."

The little wizard Xiwen twisted his mouth in embarrassment, but he thought he was smiling. He replied: "Okay, I understand, thank you, Ms. Gray and Dr. Strange."

Xiwen returned to the dormitory as if fleeing. He felt that if he continued chatting with Helena, he would suffer from embarrassment...

Finally lying on the bed, Xiwen let out a sigh of relief.

It is now past the curfew time. Thanks to the remote location of the castle dungeon, the administrator Pringle usually does not come down to patrol, so Xiven has the opportunity to be active outside until so late.

'Speaking of which, this place of detention is not bad.'

Thinking like this, the exhausted Xiwen fell into sleep...

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