From Kamal Taj to Hogwarts

While Xiven was talking to Grubb, another fat ghost came over. He was wearing the uniform of a church clergy, and the expression on his face looked very amiable.

"Strange, long time no see." He waved to Xiwen.

"Nice to see you again, monk." Xiwen smiled, looking at the two fat ghosts, one big and one small, standing together, feeling that the current scene was very funny and cute.

"Hey, Edmund, you guys are here too." The fat monk also discovered this fat ghost who was a little smaller than himself, and said very happily.

Then, he began to introduce Grubb's "legendary deeds" to Xiwen.

"Strange, you don't know, this kid Edmund is very interesting!" the fat monk said cheerfully. "He is quite young, and he became a ghost only a few decades ago. It is said that he died after

Eat randomly and get food poisoning!”

"I dedicated my life to food!" Grubb retorted angrily, obviously very dissatisfied with the way he died due to food poisoning. "I was a famous food connoisseur in Hogwarts back then, and I was passionate about food.

Find delicious food all over the castle!"

"At that time, I discovered a beautiful plum in the Forbidden Forest. None of my roommates had the courage to taste it. Only I bravely stood up!" When he said this, the little fat man looked proud, as if he had done something great.

matter.

'So nothing happened to your roommate, but you became a ghost...' Xiwen cursed.

The fat monk also had black lines on his face and complained beside him: "...So is this the reason why you are jealous of others being able to eat and often hinder the little wizards from eating at the door of the auditorium?"

Grubb smiled sarcastically and said with a guilty conscience: "Didn't I die at the door of the auditorium? It's quite normal to stay at the door, right..."

The fat monk smiled, then ignored the matter about the little fat ghost Grub, and turned to look at Xiwen.

"Strange, thank you very much for sparing Barrow this time." The fat monk said seriously.

Xiwen smiled and shook his head and said, "If you want to thank Helena, it's her decision."

The fat monk nodded, and began to use his good-natured character again to defend Barrow: "Actually, Barrow is not evil-minded. He just has a bad temper and sometimes does things a little impulsively."

The corners of Xiwen's mouth twitched, feeling that this sentence had an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Oh, by the way. The Fat Friar seemed to have used the word "good-natured" when he defended Peeves...

"You are such a good person, Mr. Monk." Xiwen said to the fat monk.

"Ah, you're flattering me. In fact, all the ghosts in the castle think so." The fat monk obviously didn't understand the irony in Xiwen's mouth and said rather proudly.

Xiwen: "..."

Xiwen shook his head speechlessly and decided not to continue to dwell on the issue of whether someone else was evil or not with such a recognized good guy.

He looked at the two fat ghosts in front of him, especially Edmund Grubb, the little fat guy, and asked: "Do the ghosts in Hogwarts only eat this kind of thing?"

While speaking, he pointed with his chin at the moldy, rotten, and stinky "food" on the table.

To be honest, Xiwen, who still has a good sense of smell, can hardly stand these disgusting smells.

Grubb's round head drooped and he said in frustration: "We have no other way to taste the food."

"What if I say, I have a way?" Xiwen looked at him and laughed.

"What?"

"What did you say?"

Grub and the fat monk both looked at Xiwen with shocked expressions, their eyes full of disbelief. Grub was in disbelief and at the same time harbored a trace of longing. His mood became excited, and his pale ghost face was filled with disbelief.

It seems to have turned a little red.

Xiwen nodded affirmatively.

"Yeah!!" Grubb flew up excitedly and started flying around the entire hall, shouting. "Thank Merlin! Thank you Hogwarts! Thank you Mr. Strange!!"

His exaggerated performance attracted almost everyone's attention, and everyone stopped and looked at this fat ghost who seemed to be crazy.

Xiwen's face was covered with black lines and he held his forehead with his hand.

"Brother, can you help me tell everyone so that they stop what they are doing and relax their minds?" He quickly said to the fat monk.

The fat monk still seemed a little confused, but he still floated to the middle of the hall and loudly introduced to the other ghosts what Xiwen had just said.

"I guess you want to use the mirror space?" Helena naturally took Xiwen's arm and asked curiously.

Xiwen nodded and said to her with a smile: "Helena, do you know that you are actually very smart. Even if you become a ghost, your wisdom will not diminish at all."

Helena's mood became a little depressed again, and she said softly: "It's still far from what mother asked for."

Xiwen knew that he could not untie the knot in her heart, so he sighed helplessly...

Maybe the temptation of tasting the food was too attractive to the ghosts, or maybe the fat monk was popular enough. In short, he quickly made all the ghosts stop what they were doing, relax and wait for Xi.

Wen achieved what he boasted about.

Xiwen walked to the center of the hall with a smile and waved his hand casually.

There seemed to be ripples composed of countless transparent mirrors sweeping across the hall, and all the ghosts seemed to have regained all the senses they had in life at that moment.

"Oh my God! Is this true?"

"Merlin on top!"

"..."

They magically landed on the ground, experiencing a feeling they had not experienced for decades, even hundreds, or thousands of years.

Sivan noticed that the group of unhappy nuns who were standing by the stage were now hugging each other and crying bitterly; the ghost little fat man Edmund Grubb excitedly took a bite of the moldy cake on the table, and then felt painful

He vomited it out on the ground; the decapitated captain who had just performed on the stage was fighting with Nicholas...

Xiven witnessed all the performances of the ghosts from beginning to end, including the ridiculous exchanges between Nicholas and the captain from friendly exchanges to fights.

He felt dumbfounded.

The thing is like this -

After the decapitated captain opened the mirror space, he grabbed Nicholas' shoulders and asked with shock: "Nick, is this true? My senses have been restored?"

Nicholas was also shocked, looked at him and said: "Sir Podmore, I'm afraid this is true!"

Sir Podmore still looked a little unbelievable and said to Nicholas: "How about you hit me and I try to see if it hurts?"

Nicholas slapped Sir Podmore's head flying to the ground with a clean slap!

Sir Podmore's head kept spinning after leaving his body, making his voice appear very unstable. After falling to the ground, it even bounced up, changing the direction of his face and hitting the ground, hitting his face repeatedly, and then

It also rolled twice on the ground.

"Ah, it hurts! Oh, oh, my head, oops!"

Sir Podmore's head was lying disheveled on the ground, his mouth kept opening and closing, and he shouted to Nicholas: "I asked you to hit me, but you didn't let you hit my head! And you kid didn't hold back at all.

!”

"I hit you because you asked me to!" Nicholas retorted with an upright look.

"Who told you not to let me join the Headless Hunters!" Then he added in a low voice, just loud enough for Sir Podmore's head to hear.

"Have you ever seen anyone in our team with his head still attached to his neck?" Sir Podmore finally fumbled to pick up his head, put it back on his neck, and asked Nicholas. "Horseback head juggling"

,Which one can you do well: a hockey ball or a polo ball above your head?"

"Anyway, I took it out." Nicholas said not to be outdone.

"I understand, you are doing it on purpose!" Sir Podmore, who was furious, took out a bat and rushed towards Nicholas. "Watch the move!"

The two fought fiercely...

Xiwen: "..."

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