The Disturbance of Baron's Scimitar

Having just finished a day of classes, Xiwen went to the Room of Requirement to complete his homework for the day.

Meanwhile, another Young Wizard Xiwen, was reading a tattered notebook in his dungeon room—the one he had obtained from Sukano, the Demon God servant with dark circles under his eyes.

Meanwhile, the Ghost Xiwen floated beside him, gesturing with his hands, with different colored lights occasionally appearing between his hands as he tried to deduce and analyze the application of the spell.

Unfortunately, the dungeon room and the Room of Requirement Xiwen connected by Dimensional Gate, so from a slightly different angle, you could see two versions of Xiwen in the same frame.

Helena felt somewhat lost looking at the several Xiwen in front of her.

She secretly glanced at each of Xiwen's, concluding that only Xiwen, who was doing his homework, was the most absent-minded and easy to disturb. So she passed through the Dimensional Gate and floated into the Room of Requirement.

"I remember you had a notice about using the Time-Turner, which said something like 'Don't encounter your past self,' right? Is it really appropriate for you to go against the grain like this...?" Helena asked Xiwen, who was doing his homework, with a hint of helplessness.

As she spoke, she waved her hand, and the documents of commitment and notice that Xiwen had thrown into the dungeon room floated straight over through the golden halo.

Helena took the materials, pointed to a piece of parchment, and said to Xiwen, "You haven't read these Time-Turner Usage Principles, have you? Don't you think about what to do if something goes wrong?"

"You promised to teach me those Kamar-Taj spells, and I won't allow you to get into danger because of your own negligence and then break your promise to me!"

Xiwen put down his pen, looked up at Helena, and suddenly burst into a happy smile.

"Just say you're worried! Why make up excuses?" he laughed.

Helena blushed slightly, but immediately retorted stubbornly, "I'm not worried about you, little wizard. I'm just afraid that your misuse of the Time-Turner here will affect your Soul Body!"

Xiwen chuckled and immediately stopped his Soul Body from deduce the spell, then floated through the Dimensional Gate into the Room of Requirement.

Helena was confronting the Young Wizard Xiwen when, caught off guard, Ghost Xiwen wrapped his arm around her waist from behind, causing her to blush instantly and completely lose her confidence.

"Thank you for your concern." Ghost Xiwen held Helena's waist tightly and didn't want to let go, smiling as he whispered in her ear.

In fact, every time Xiwen traveled through time, he did not take his Soul Body with him. Therefore, due to the barrier of the power to cross time, he could not immediately sense the perception and thoughts of his Soul Body.

For example, right now, the Young Wizard Xiwen, who is doing his homework in the Room of Requirement, can instantly connect with the Ghost Xiwen. However, while reading Sukano's notebook, the Young Wizard Xiwen cannot receive any thoughts from the Ghost Xiwen.

Therefore, even if it is the same person in the future and the past, and they stay in the same place, the effects of time travel still exist.

From this perspective, the five-hour time travel limit is entirely reasonable. Otherwise, even if the time traveler did not experience any discomfort, the subtle influence of the power of time would eventually cause a strong backlash on their body.

Thinking this through, Xiwen no longer relied on his knowledge of time manipulation at Kamar-Taj. He reached out and took the parchment containing the "Time-Turner Usage Principles" from Helena's hand, carefully reading through the listed principles—

"Principles for using Time-Turner: 1. Only use it to solve the most trivial time management problems; never try to use it to solve bigger or more important things."

2. Don't let anyone know, and don't let anyone see it.

3. Time travel should be limited to within five hours.

4...

At the very bottom of the page, amidst a full list of entries, lies a proverb. "Just as humans cannot comprehend time, they also cannot comprehend the immense disaster that would ensue if the laws of time were attempted to be altered."

After reading it, Xiwen fell into deep thought.

This world is actually quite paradoxical—it can collect time energy, but the need for time travel can only be fulfilled through the single method of Reverse-Time Spell in the Time-Turner.

In addition, due to several accidents during experiments, wizards realized the dangers of unrestricted time travel, so hundreds of laws were enacted to regulate people's use of Time-Turner.

However, researchers from the Ministry of Magic and the Department of Mysteries were unwilling to completely stop their research on time, so they allowed the Time-Turner to be lent to outstanding students at Hogwarts so that they could collect data on time travel and use samples to conduct safer research.

However, this situation is inherently dangerous; not everyone who appears to be academically excellent will strictly adhere to the rules. For example, Xiwen himself...

"So, after reading about the Time-Turner Usage Principles, is there anything you want to reflect on?" Helena's voice interrupted Xiwen's thoughts.

The Young Wizard Xiwen simply smiled and remained silent. Instead, the Ghost Xiwen lowered his head, almost touching Helena's cheek, and said, "Don't worry, the second rule is for those who know nothing about the time system."

"When those people see their future selves, they are likely to mistake them for dark wizards impersonating them or evil creatures that bewitch people, which leads to the time-travel tragedies of those who are injured or even killed by their past selves."

"But I'm different. I've understood the power of time for a long time, so there's no way I'd mistake my future self for someone else, or even think of myself as a bad person!"

Helena saw Xiwen lean in and affectionately nuzzled her cheek against his, still somewhat worried, and asked, "But in the principle of 'not letting others see,' you only explained not letting your past self see, but you didn't explain why I could know about this too?"

"I don't think I've violated this rule, after all, it says not to let other 'people' see it, and you're just a ghost," Ghost Xiwen casually teased.

Helena was about to retort when she suddenly heard a buzzing sound, and instinctively turned her head to look in the direction of the dungeon room.

Xiwen turned his head in surprise and saw the scimitar leaning against the corner of the wall, wrapped in layers of golden Magic Whip, which suddenly began to tremble violently!

The Magic Whip specially made to restrain it even loosened its grip, causing it to fall completely to the ground.

"Is this Baron's knife?" Helena asked.

Xiwen frowned and nodded slightly.

"Did Baron come out of his solitary confinement room and try to summon the sword back?" he wondered.

He had already learned from Helena that the knife was likely forged by Salazar Slytherin from a living snake, and that it had always been Baron's master, even becoming a ghost along with him.

Therefore, it's probably plausible that it has the ability to accept summons.

Naturally, Xiwen didn't want the sword to fall into the hands of that annoying Baron again, so he summoned a Cyttorak's Crimson Bands, binding the scimitar tightly.

"Should we go ask Sir Nicholas about Baron's current situation?" Helena suggested, observing Xiwen's actions.

"Very well." Xiwen nodded slightly and opened a Dimensional Gate leading to the Ghost Meeting Room.

The Ghost Meeting Room had long been transformed by Xiwen into a world inside the Mirror Dimension, which was many times larger, and various kinds of sumptuous food would often appear out of thin air from plates on the four long tables.

Ever since this place was transformed from a meeting room into the Ghost Cafeteria, the chubby Grub has broken one of his bad habits and no longer stops the young wizards who are about to go to eat at the entrance of the Great Hall.

He now spends every moment of his day in the Ghost Cafeteria "eating," as if he never gets tired of it and can never get enough.

Upon arriving at the Ghost Meeting Room, Xiwen witnessed Grub feasting.

He pondered for a long time, his lips twitching, before finally managing to find a word to describe Grub, commenting, "A ghost who died for food and whose obsession with eating is truly... quite unique..."

Helena nodded in agreement.

She had been a ghost for nearly a thousand years, and Edmund Grub, this chubby little boy, was the first ghost she had ever seen whose obsession with food was this.

Grub had just finished devouring a plate of ghost dishes when he looked up and saw Xiwen and Helena watching him from the side.

He floated over excitedly and exclaimed, "Doctor Strange, it's been so long!"

Xiwen smiled at him and said, "I won't disturb you from enjoying your meal. I'm here to see Sir Nicholas, or if the monk is here, that would be fine too."

"Sir Nicholas has gone to see Sir Delaney Sir Podmore of the Headless Hunt; he's preparing to submit his application to join the team for who knows how many times," Grub said. "But the Fat Friar is in the castle; he should be telling stories to the new students in the Hufflepuff Common Room right now."

Xiwen nodded knowingly and was about to float to Hufflepuff's common room to find the Fat Friar when Helena stopped him.

Helena shook her head at him and said, "No wizard from any other house has ever been in the Hufflepuff Common Room, so it wouldn't be appropriate for us ghosts who don't belong to Hufflepuff to go in either."

"In that case, how do we find the cultivators?" Xiwen asked.

"How about we wait here for a bit?" Helena said uncertainly.

"But I still want to figure out the specific reason why Baron's Scimitar suddenly developed this problem as soon as possible," Xiwen said softly, frowning slightly.

At that moment, Grub suddenly jumped out and said excitedly, "Doctor Strange, I can help you call the Fat Friar back!"

"Is that alright?" Xiwen asked.

"Of course, no problem. After all, I am Hufflepuff ghost!" Grub proudly patted his chest and said to Xiwen.

"Then I'll leave it to you, Grub." Xiwen was relieved and said with a smile.

"No problem, it's my honor to work for Doctor Strange!" Grub said excitedly.

After saying this, he immediately floated towards the door of the Ghost Meeting Room, which was also the portal to this Mirror Dimension.

However, halfway to the door, he seemed to remember something, quietly turned around, and added in a low voice, "If only the Ghost Meeting Room had a wider variety of food..."

Xiwen chuckled and nodded, then updated the long table in the Ghost Meeting Room with all the food he had seen and remembered over the past two years, and set up an automatic replenishment spell for them.

The new dishes nearly filled all the plates on the four long tables.

A moment later, the Fat Friar indeed floated into the Ghost Meeting Room with Grub.

As soon as Grub entered, he noticed a variety of new delicacies on the long table. He excitedly thanked Xiwen and then rushed to the table to continue his feast.

The Fat Friar smiled helplessly and said to Xiwen, "Grub is a good kid in every way, except he's too greedy. Especially after you gave the ghost the means to eat, he's become even more unruly, eating every day and just can't stop!"

"After all, even without this Mirror Dimension, he dared to taste the rotten, stinking leftovers of reality, so these are naturally no problem compared to those dishes," Xiwen said with a smile.

"Indeed." The Fat Friar nodded in agreement, then asked, "I heard you came to see me this time because you have something to ask me, Doctor Strange?"

"There are some things I'd like to ask," Xiwen nodded and said. "I'd like to know how Bloody Baron is doing lately?"