From Karma 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 has been coveting those forbidden books for a long time, and now he can take a peek in his ghost form.

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

On the periphery of the library are common books that students use frequently, most of which can be found in the library at home. Ignoring 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.

"what?"

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 skirt highlighted her slender and tall figure. She lowered her head slightly and read a book. She gently pulled her hair behind her ears with her left hand, revealing her delicate and fair profile.

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 in the bookshelf in front contained a strong magical aura, and when combined together, they created a rather vast aura.

In 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.

——"SecretsoftheDarkestArt", 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 also flipped through a few books out of curiosity 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.

What's more, the core of his wand is now made of unicorn horn nerves, which is extremely resistant to black magic. This has even given up the idea of ​​learning black magic. After all, there are countless magic spells in the world that are difficult to master even in a lifetime, so why bother practicing them at the risk of having your mind infected? Xiwen has already looked away in this regard.

However, the strong magical atmosphere of this book "Secrets of Advanced Black Magic" made him very curious. What kind of book can generate such a broad momentum?

With the mentality of gaining more knowledge, Xiwen still opened the 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. He turned around and found that the tall ghost lady had looked over in surprise.

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

"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 object, 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 obtain 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 had to admit that if he wanted to gain trust, he would be more willing to elegantly show the magic that does not belong to this world to beautiful ladies, 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 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. She opened her mouth wide in shock, tapped her toes on the ground again, and then her entire naked soles landed on the cold ground.

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

"This is mirror space."

Xiwen also landed on the ground, bowed 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, and suddenly felt a feeling he had never experienced in the more than 20 years of 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 most and also hopes that Helena can meet her standards. But she obviously didn't consider that not everyone has her excellent talents. Helena did not inherit her mother's extraordinary wisdom and was unable to meet her superior requirements, which disappointed her mother. Helena couldn't 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. My teacher is also very outstanding and powerful, and he also has 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 wet. "I feel like everything I have endured is insignificant compared to what you have gone through..."

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

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