While Shivin was talking to Grubb, another chubby ghost approached. He was dressed in the uniform of a clergyman of the Church, and the expression on his face was very amiable.

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

"It's a pleasure to see you again, monk." Xiwen smiled, looking at the two chubby ghosts, one big and one small, standing together, and felt that the current scene was very funny and cute.

"Yo, Edmund, you're here too." The fat friar also found the fat ghost who was a lap younger than himself, and said happily.

He then began to tell Shivin about Grubb's "legendary deeds".

"Strange, you don't know, Edmund is so funny!" The fat friar said happily. "He's still young, and he only became a ghost decades ago. It is said that he died of indiscriminate eating and food poisoning! ”

"I'm dedicated to food!" Grubb retorted with a look of dismay, apparently dissatisfied with the way he died from food poisoning. "I was one of the most famous food connoisseurs at Hogwarts, and I loved to find good food all over the castle!"

"At that time, I found a very beautiful plum in the Forbidden Forest, and my roommate didn't have the courage to taste it, only I stood up bravely!" When he said this, the little fat man looked proud and seemed to have done something remarkable.

'So nothing happened to your roommate, and you've become a ghost......' scolded.

The fat friar's face was also full of black lines, and he complained beside him: "...... So that's why you're jealous of others being able to eat, and often obstruct the little wizards from eating at the door of the auditorium? ”

Grubb smiled wryly, and said weakly: "Didn't I die at the door of the auditorium, it's normal to stay at the door, right......?"

The Fat Friar smiled, then skipped about Grubb, the little chubby ghost, and turned to look at Xiwen.

"Strange, thank you for sparing Barrow this time." The fat monk is colorful.

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

The fat friar nodded, and began to play his good character again, defending Barrow: "Actually, Barrow is not bad-eyed, he just doesn't have a good temper, and sometimes he is a little impulsive. ”

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

Oh yes. The Fat Friar also seems to use the phrase "the heart is not bad" when defending Peeves......

"What a good man you are, Mr. Monk." Shivin said to the fat friar.

"Ah, you've won the prize. In fact, the ghosts in the castle think so. The fat friar obviously didn't understand the rhetoric from Xiwen's mouth, and said quite self-consciously.

Xiwen: "......"

Xiwen shook his head speechlessly, and decided not to continue to struggle with this kind of recognized good old man.

He looked at the two chubby ghosts in front of him, especially Edmund Grubb, the little fat man, and asked, "Do all the ghosts of Hogwarts eat this kind of thing?" ”

As he spoke, he pointed with his chin to the moldy, rotten, foul-smelling "food" on the table.

To be honest, Xiwen, who still has a good sense of smell, really can't stand these disgusting smells.

Grubb's round head drooped, and he said in frustration, "There's no other way for us to taste the food." ”

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

"What?"

"What did you say?"

Grubb and the Fat Friar both looked at Xiwen in shock, their eyes full of disbelief. Grub was incredulous and at the same time had a hint of longing, and his mood became agitated, and the pale ghost's face seemed to turn a little red.

Shevin nodded affirmatively.

"Yay!!" Grub flew up excitedly and began flying around the hall, shouting. "Thank you Merlin! Thank you Hogwarts! Thank you Mr. Strange!! ”

His exaggerated performance caught almost everyone's attention, and everyone stopped to look at the fat ghost who seemed to be crazy.

Xiwen's face was covered with black lines, and he put his hand on his forehead.

"Monk, can you help me tell everyone to stop what they are doing first and relax their minds?" He quickly said to the fat friar.

The fat friar's expression still seemed a little confused, but he floated to the middle of the hall and loudly explained to the other ghosts what Xiwen had just said.

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

Xiwen nodded, and said to her with a smile: "Helena, do you know, in fact, you are already very smart. Even if you become a ghost, your wisdom will not be diminished. ”

Helena's mood was a little low again, and she said softly, "It's still far from what my mother wanted." ”

Xiwen knew that he couldn't untie her heart knot, and sighed helplessly......

It could be that the temptation to taste the food was too attractive to the ghosts, or it could be that the fat friar's popularity was good enough. In short, he quickly made all the ghosts stop what they were doing, and relaxed and waited for Xiwen to realize the Haikou he boasted of.

Xiwen smiled and walked to the center of the hall and waved his hand casually.

It was as if countless ripples of transparent mirrors swept across the hall, and all the ghosts seemed to regain all their senses in that instant.

"Oh my God! Is this true? ”

"Merlin is on top!"

“……”

They unbelievably landed on the ground, feeling they hadn't experienced for decades, even centuries, or even millennia.

Xiwen noticed that the group of sullen nuns who had stood by the stage before were now hugging each other and weeping bitterly; Edmund Grubb, the ghost little fat man, tasted the moldy cake on the table with great excitement, and then vomited it out in agony; The guillotine captain who had just performed a show on stage was fighting with Nicholas......

Shevin has witnessed everything the ghosts have behaved from beginning to end, including the ridiculous story of Nicholas and the captain from friendly exchanges to fights.

He was laughed at.

Here's the thing-

After the decapitated captain opened the mirror space, he grabbed Nicholas's shoulders and asked with a shocked face, "Nick, is this true?" My senses are restored? ”

Nicholas was equally shocked, looked at him and said, "Sir Bodmore, I'm afraid it's true!" ”

Sir Bodmore still looked a little incredulous, and said to Nicholas: "Why don't you hit me, and I'll try to see if it hurts?" ”

Nicholas simply slapped Sir Podmore's head to the ground!

Sir Bodmore's head rotated as it left his body, causing his voice to appear unstable. After falling to the ground, he even bounced up, changed his face and smashed it on the ground in different directions, repeatedly hit his face, and then rolled twice on the ground.

"Ah, it hurts! Oh woo, my head, oops! ”

Sir Bodmore, lying on the ground with his head disheveled, his mouth opening and closing, shouted at Nicholas, "I let you hit me, and I didn't let you hit me on the head!" And you kid doesn't spare any hands! ”

"You asked me to beat me!" Nicholas retorted with a straight face.

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

"Have you ever seen someone on our team with their head still attached to their neck?" Sir Podmore finally fumbled his head back and put it back around his neck, and questioned Nicholas. "Which one do you do, juggling, hockey, or polo?"

"I'm out of gas anyway." Not to be outdone, Nicholas said.

"I see, you're mindful!" Annoyed, Sir Podmore pulled out a bat and rushed at Nicholas. "Look at the move!"

The two fought fiercely......

Xiwen: "......"

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