From Kamal Taj to Hogwarts

"What did mother tell you?" Seeing Xiwen walking out from behind the smooth door, Helena went up to him and asked curiously.

"It's nothing." Xiwen smiled softly and took the initiative to hold Helena's right hand. "Hogwarts is particularly energetic tonight, why don't we go shopping together?"

Helena glanced at him, with a brisk smile on her lips.

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November 1, 1937, Halloween.

It's night, and there are a few stars scattered in the sky, looming in the clouds. In the night, the dark blue clouds look very thick, as if they haven't gotten out of the Halloween atmosphere of welcoming ghosts and monsters.

Occasionally, the wind blows away the clouds, revealing a slender crescent moon, just like Helena's crescent eyebrows when she smiles.

Xiven and Helena walked hand in hand over the castle, admiring the charming night view.

"It's really rare to see so many lights on in Hogwarts late at night." Helena said with emotion as she floated on the top of the Astronomy Tower.

The Astronomy Tower is the tallest tower in this building complex. From the top of the tower, you overlook the main tower of the castle in front. Its colorful lights are extremely bright, reflected in the lake below the mountain, and broken into sparkling waves.

It was already curfew time, but few lights in the castle were turned off. The young wizards were freely celebrating the resumption of Hogwarts operations. Many of them were bragging to others about their performance in this incident.

Show your bravery, or brag about how much you have contributed in repairing the castle.

When Principal Dippet saw this situation, he relented for the first time and deliberately relaxed the curfew for this night, allowing the little wizards to indulge a little longer. The cheers in the castle spread far away, even in the astronomical tower.

Xiwen and Helena on top can also hear clearly.

Listening to the cheerful voices of the little wizards, Xiwen and Helena looked at each other and laughed knowingly.

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However, the happy time is always short-lived, and the two people's alone time did not last long before they were interrupted by a chubby ghost.

"Mr. Strange, I finally found you!" The little fat man Edmund Grubb slipped up from nowhere and looked at the ghost Sivan with a flattering look on his face. "We are a group of ghosts gathered together.

After some discussion, we decided that a banquet should be held on such an important day to be worthy of the restoration of this castle!"

"No, everything else is ready, only some food is missing. So I took on this difficult task and asked you to go to the Ghost Hall to cast a small spell..."

"It's because you are greedy..." Xiwen saw through Grubb's trick at a glance and exposed him ruthlessly.

"Haha, ha... There is a part of this reason, but overall I still adhere to the principle of serving the ghost public and invite you to come!" Grubb smiled shyly, and then said with a righteous expression.

The second half of the story came out.

"Puch!" Seeing Grubb's funny behavior, Helena couldn't help but laugh, and didn't care much about him interrupting the two of them's alone time.

She smiled crookedly and said to Xiwen: "Then let's go there and don't keep everyone waiting too long. I just happen to be a little greedy too!"

"Then let's go!" Xiwen smiled briskly.

It is undoubtedly a long journey from the top of the astronomy tower, the highest place in the entire castle, to the ghost hall located underground. However, the special physique of ghosts is too convenient, and the three ghosts walked through the wall all the way to the ground and left abruptly.

In a straight line, we soon reached the ghost hall.

Nick, who was almost headless, spotted them first and greeted them enthusiastically.

"Ah, Dr. Strange, welcome!" Nicholas said. "I have heard from the vice-principal that you were wrongly accused. I must first congratulate you for your innocence!"

Xiwen smiled and replied politely: "Thank you, Sir Nicholas."

"Actually, there is one more thing I want to congratulate you on." Nicholas continued. "Principal Dippet and Vice Principal Mellors jointly guaranteed that you will join the Ghost Parliament. After our internal vote, we unanimously approved that you will become one of us!"

"Thank you very much for that." Xiwen didn't care too much about the position of the congressman, but he was a little curious about another thing.

"Where is Bloody Barro? Does he also agree with me to join you?" Xiwen asked suspiciously. He always felt that the relationship between the two had been completely forged, and he even snatched Barro's knife. This Bloody Barro

It seems like Luo shouldn't compromise so easily, right?

"Oh, Barrow. He resigned from his position as a member of the Ghost Parliament after making a mistake yesterday, and is now reflecting in an abandoned classroom!" Nicholas said with some emotion.

Xiwen nodded, looked at Helena, and asked, "Where's Helena? Aren't you a member of the parliament?"

"I usually don't bother to attend their boring meetings." Helena curled her lips and said. "Maybe they have excluded me!"

After hearing her words, Nicholas panicked and said quickly: "Ahem, cough...Ms. Grey, you can't talk nonsense. How could we exclude you? But according to your relationship with Dr. Strange,

It will definitely be voted in favor! So we will automatically calculate it based on unanimous vote."

"That's pretty much it." Helena nodded with satisfaction.

"Okay, I'd better open the mirror space first. I think Grubb can't wait!" Xiwen said with a smile.

There seemed to be countless ripples composed of transparent mirrors that swept through the ghost hall, and all the ghosts were pulled into the mirror space.

Even though all the ghosts present had the experience of restoring their senses, a look of surprise still appeared on their faces instantly. The only difference from the last time was that few of them were so excited that they burst into tears.

Xiwen silently recalled the dishes for yesterday's Halloween dinner, and activated the space rules. Countless exquisite dishes appeared out of thin air on the long table in the ghost hall, making Grub's mouth water with greed.

The fat monk stood cheerfully in the middle of the hall, raised a glass of wine from the table, and said loudly: "Here's to Mr. Strange!"

Although it may be because he hasn't drank wine for too long, or it may be because social etiquette has changed with the development of the times, his demeanor is a bit nondescript. But the ghosts are very considerate, and use even weirder postures to hold up the high stools on the table.

cup, and said in unison: "Here's to Mr. Strange!"

Xiven smiled and conjured two glasses of crystal clear wine for himself and Helena. He picked up the goblet and responded to the ghosts using the orthodox aristocratic etiquette of the magical world that Sandrine had taught him.

All the ghosts raised their heads and drank these drinks, which only had taste but could not make the ghosts drunk.

"So are little wizards still allowed to drink at the Halloween dinner?" After finishing a drink, Helena smiled and asked Xiwen's ear.

Xiwen chuckled, understanding that Helena had guessed his little trick of creating dishes out of thin air.

"Of course these wines belong to the professor's chair!"

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