From Kamal Taj to Hogwarts

After bidding farewell to Nicholas and the fat monk, Sivan drifted to the library on the fifth floor of the castle.

I have long heard that Hogwarts has what can be called the largest magical book library in the UK. In particular, the restricted book section contains a large number of precious books that cannot be circulated in the market, and there are even many orphan copies. Xiwen said

Those forbidden books have been coveted for a long time, and now you can take a peek in ghost form.

When he walked into the library, Xiwen was immediately shocked by the sight in front of him. Rows of bookshelves were connected together, with no end in sight. The densely packed books were placed on the bookshelves, making it dizzying.

On the outside of the library, there are common books that students use frequently, most of which can be seen in the library at home. Skipping the more common ones, Xiwen passed through the rows of bookshelves and drifted towards the interior of the library.

The restricted area of ​​the library is blocked by a rope, which seems to have some barrier magic attached to it, presumably to prevent unauthorized students from entering.

Of course, these magics had no effect on Xiwen in the ghost state. He easily crossed the rope and floated into the forbidden book area with excitement.

"Huh?"

Stepping into the forbidden book area, Xiwen was surprised to notice that there was already a ghost quietly reading a book in the forbidden book area.

Her long, silky black hair draped over her shoulders, and her slim-fitting silk dress highlighted her slim and tall figure. She lowered her head slightly and read a book, and gently pulled her temple hair behind her ear with her left hand.

Revealing a delicate and fair side face.

Xiwen couldn't bear to disturb this quiet scene, so he slowed down and looked for the books he was interested in on the bookshelf on the other side.

Observing from the perspective of perception, he could sense that each book on the bookshelf in front contained a strong magical aura, and when combined together, they created a rather vast aura.

Among this aura, there was a particularly prominent book that caught Xiwen's attention. It was a large book with a brown cover, exuding an evil and powerful aura.

Xiwen couldn't help but be curious and pulled out the book.

——"Secrets of the Darkest Art" (Secrets of the Darkest Art), several large black characters are clearly visible on the cover, and a deep black mist is still vaguely escaping from the fonts.

‘Dark magic?’ Xiwen frowned.

In fact, there are many profound books on black magic in the Rozier family's library. Xiwen was also curious and flipped through a few books while Sandrine was not paying attention. He found that the magic recorded in them could easily affect the mind, so later

So I stayed away from him.

What's more, the core of his wand is now made of unicorn horn nerves, which is extremely resistant to black magic. This has dispelled his idea of ​​learning black magic. After all, it is difficult for countless magic spells in the world to last a lifetime.

If you can master it, why bother to practice it at the risk of having your mind infected? Xiwen has already seen through this aspect.

However, the strong magical atmosphere of "Advanced Black Magic Revealed" now made him very curious, what kind of book can generate such a broad momentum?

With the mentality that it would be better to gain more knowledge, Xiwen still opened this book.

“Squeak——!!!”

Just after turning the first page, a black skull suddenly emerged from the page, screaming and rushing towards Xiwen's body.

Xiwen was startled. A protective light shield suddenly lit up around his body, and then he closed the book with a snap.

After closing the book, he suddenly realized something was wrong and turned around to find that the tall ghost lady had looked over in surprise.

Xiwen smiled coquettishly at Ms. Ghost, and silently put the book back on the bookshelf.

"Hello, I'm the new ghost Strange." He greeted with a dry smile.

The ghost lady floated over gracefully, frowned and said: "You don't look like a ghost. I have never seen a ghost that can get physical books, and no ghost is interested in books in the library. Don't you?

Do you know that you can't learn new knowledge after becoming a ghost?"

Only then did Xiwen notice that the book she was holding in the other person's hand had turned into light spots and disappeared. It didn't seem to be a real thing, and she still had an expression called envy on her face.

"Even if you become a ghost, do you still want to read?" he asked softly.

Ms. Ghost's face suddenly turned cold, and she said indifferently: "It has nothing to do with you."

"Reading is a noble quality, there is nothing to exclude." Xiwen smiled gently and said. "Maybe I can help you."

Seeing that Xiwen's appearance was more pleasing to the eye, the handsome ghost lady did not turn around and left.

She just looked at him a little funny and said, "How are you going to help a ghost?"

Xiwen took a step forward and narrowed the distance between the two. "I can't change the fact that ghosts can't acquire knowledge, but being able to touch these books can satisfy my craving. It's better than nothing!" he said with a smile.

'Let the ghost accept me starting from her!' Xiwen thought silently in his heart.

He has to admit that if he wants to gain trust, he would be more willing to elegantly show the magic that does not belong to this world to a beautiful lady, rather than to those ghostly rough guys who behave strangely...

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Then, Xiwen waved his hand, and a ripple like countless broken mirrors swept across the area where the two of them were.

Ms. Ghost was shocked to find that she had become conscious in a trance.

Her bare feet fell lightly to the ground, her toes tapped lightly on the floor, and she quickly retracted as if in disbelief. Her mouth opened wide in shock, and her toes tapped the ground again,

Then the entire naked sole fell to the cold ground.

"What kind of magic is this?" she murmured.

"This is mirror space."

Xiwen also landed on the ground, bent slightly and made a gentleman's salute. "So beautiful lady, can I tell you your name?"

"Helena." The ghost lady showed a smile and said to Xiwen.

Helena seemed to have not touched the ground for a long time. She lifted up her skirt a little awkwardly and walked unsteadily.

Xiwen walked forward considerately, held Helena's left hand, and helped her get used to the feeling of stepping on the ground.

He turned his head and looked at Helena's delicate profile, feeling as if he had never experienced anything in the more than 20 years at Karma Taj.

"Do you know why I still deceive myself into reading even if I become a ghost?" Helena suddenly said.

Xiwen showed a gentle smile: "I would like to hear the details."

"My mother was once a very, very good wizard. At that time, everyone admired her wisdom and envied her power. And I was born under her halo."

"Is it stressful to live under your mother's halo?" Xiwen asked.

Helena nodded and continued: "She has high hopes for me..."

After Helena's narration, Xiwen roughly understood the story of this ghost lady.

Helena's mother is a wise, powerful and great wizard. She values ​​people's wisdom the most and also hopes that Helena can meet her standards. But she obviously did not consider that not everyone has her excellent talent.

Helena failed to inherit her mother's extraordinary wisdom and could not meet her superior requirements, which disappointed her mother. Helena could not bear this blow and finally decided to run away from home.

"I will probably never be able to meet my mother's requirements, and reading has become an obsession engraved deep in my soul." She said softly.

Xiwen sighed deeply and said, "Are you willing to listen to my story?"

Helena sat in the armchair next to her and nodded.

Xiwen said: "I was an orphan since I was a child, without parents, but fortunately I had a teacher who raised me up. My teacher was also very, very outstanding and powerful, and he also had high expectations for me. This is quite similar to you.

"

Helena asked curiously: "Are you also under a lot of pressure?"

Xiwen shook his head: "No, I am very lucky. I have been in poor health since I was a child. All my efforts have been to cure my disease, so I have largely ignored the teacher's expectations of me..."

He was talking to himself, seemingly lost in memories of the past, and did not notice that Helena beside him was already crying.

"How lucky are you!" Helena's eyes were already moist. "It feels like everything I have endured is insignificant compared to your experience..."

Xiwen smiled and said: "No way. It can only be said that everyone carries different burdens."

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