From Kamal Taj to Hogwarts

"Helena is right, you are a lunatic!" Xiwen stared at Bloody Barro and said coldly.

Barrow's eyes slowly regained focus, and he woke up as if from a dream.

"What did you do to me?" He suddenly opened his eyes wide and shouted loudly. His voice was very frightened, even with a hint of crying.

Xiwen completely ignored his desire and just tied him in place.

"Helena..." He looked at Helena and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

However, Helena didn't realize what he saw. She just flew over quickly and carefully inspected Xiwen's whole body.

"Are you really okay?" She looked worried, and reached out to hold Xiwen's left arm in her arms, stretching her head to check his left shoulder, which had been hit before.

Xiwen laughed, tilted his head and looked at Helena's drooping slender eyelashes, and said gently: "I'm really fine, don't forget, I'm a ghost."

He thought of the most profound memory that Barrow had sealed after becoming a ghost, and thought of the last bloody scene in it, and his mood darkened again.

Xiwen couldn't help but glance at Helena's delicate white collarbone. He knew that just below this beautiful collarbone, there was a ferocious scar on her left chest, which was always hidden under her clothes.

"What are you looking at?" Helena had raised her head at this time, looked at Xiwen with a bit of shame, and said angrily.

Only then did Xiwen realize that he was looking at the wrong place. He awkwardly raised his head and looked at the dusty ceiling of the hall.

"It's nothing, I was just distracted..." He decided not to tell Helena what he had just learned, and said with a guilty conscience.

Helena rolled her eyes angrily and said, "Only a ghost can believe it!"

Xiwen nodded silently and said: "Indeed, since we are all ghosts, it is enough for ghosts to believe!"

Helena: "..."

"Well, you two, can you let Barrow go first?" Nicholas said unnaturally.

Just now, Barrow and Xiwen were at war with each other. Now it is indeed a bit difficult for Xiven to let him go. However, Barrow is an important member of the Ghost Council, and it is inappropriate to ignore his safety. So Nicholas can only

I bit the bullet and asked.

Only then did Xiven remember that Bloody Baron was still tied to one side by Settorak's crimson chain, so he turned around and asked, "Helena, what do you want to do with Bloody Baron?"

Helena frowned, thought for a while, and then said: "Leave it to the Ghost Council."

Xiwen looked at Helena in surprise. He thought that based on how much she hated Bloody Baron, she would at least let him be punished extremely severely.

It wasn't until Helena gave him a very meaningful look that Xiwen realized that Helena was thinking about herself.

Xiwen defeated Bloody Barrow, an important member of the Ghost Council, at the Halloween dinner. Even though Barrow was the first to instigate this conflict, it still ended up losing the face of the Ghost Council and ruining their reputation. If Xiwen continued to do so privately,

Dealing with Bloody Barrow is likely to cause dissatisfaction among many members of the Council.

Xiven doesn't have any connections among ghosts now. If he wants to integrate into this ghost group, he must have a good relationship with the Ghost Council. As for the conflict with Bloody Barro, because of Barro's violent temper, he himself is not popular.

Will really care about what happens to this ghost.

After thinking about this, and thinking about Helena even giving up punishing her enemies with her own hands for her own sake, Xiwen was moved instantly.

He said to Nicholas: "I can release Bloody Barrow and hand him over to the Ghost Council. However, I will keep his knife for him temporarily."

Xiwen walked up to the dull-eyed Barrow, picked up the scimitar at his feet, and looked at it carefully.

This is a simple scimitar with a medium-length blade. The cold light flashes on the blade, making the knife look extremely sharp. The handle seems to be wrapped in leather, with two green crystal gems inlaid on it. The blade

Covered in silver blood, it presents an eerie beauty.

‘There should be Helena’s blood on it.’ Xiwen thought with a hint of sadness.

Perhaps because it is a weapon carried by a ghost, this knife appears to be somewhat transparent as a whole. When it is slashed at external objects, it will penetrate through and will not affect real things.

With a thought in Xiwen's mind, a slender scabbard appeared on his waist, which was just right for inserting Barrow's scimitar.

The clothes and accessories of ghosts are actually the embodiment of their thoughts. Most ghosts' clothes can only reflect their deepest obsessions or are simply the clothes they were wearing when they died.

If the ghost's thoughts are more complete and the influence of obsession is less severe, it can change its clothes to a certain extent. For example, Nicholas often changes his clothes to support his head.

As for Xiwen's soul body, he can completely control the image he displays, so it is easy to create a scabbard for himself.

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After getting Barrow's scimitar, Sivan Kneel retracted Settorak's chain and let go of Barrow.

However, at this time, Barrow had no reaction to this. He just kept mumbling nervously: "I was wrong...forgive me...I was wrong...forgive me..."

Xiwen frowned and looked at Nicholas.

Nicholas smiled nonchalantly and said to Sivan: "It's okay Mr. Strange, Barrow does seem to be nagging a lot. It's understandable that he has no energy after this failure."

"The Ghost Council will arrange it for him, and we guarantee that he will not disturb you in the next period of time." He said seriously.

Xiwen nodded and said, "This is best."

"It was just a small episode." Nicholas floated into the mid-air in the center of the hall and said loudly. "Now, let's start our banquet!"

As Nicholas's words fell, countless transparent figures who could not wait began to shuttle back and forth around the long table, tasting the "delicious" food on the table.

Xiwen watched helplessly as a fat ghost next to him opened his mouth wide, letting a plate of moldy beef covered with green hair pass through his mouth, and then floated next to the table and started shaking his head with a look of aftertaste.

The corners of Xiwen's mouth twitched, feeling that he couldn't accept it.

"Mr. Ghost, can you really taste the taste of this 'dish'?" He stopped the fat ghost who was about to taste another dish and asked.

"Oh, Mr. Strange, my name is Edmund Grubb. Nice to meet you." The fat ghost bent down with some difficulty, trying to look more gentlemanly. "I won't hide it from you.

I can taste it, but it tastes terrible!"

"Then why are you still enjoying it?" Xiwen asked curiously.

"Because only this kind of extremely strong-flavored food can give us a sense of taste." Grubb sighed deeply.

Xiwen pinched his chin, feeling that he suddenly noticed.

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