Xiwen watched the ghosts reveling in wild abandon, wearing an expression caught between laughter and tears.
Having seen it all long ago, Helena stood quietly to one side. She gave a light laugh and said, "After all, they've lived such a long, numb, emotionless existence. Now that they've suddenly regained their senses, it's good for them to let loose for a while. They can vent all the emotions they've kept buried deep inside ever since becoming ghosts!"
"You know, when I first encountered this amazing magic, I was stunned for quite a while too!" Her eyes curved with her smile.
Xiwen smiled knowingly as well.
Watching the ghosts laugh and play, he instead felt a sense of peace settle in his heart.
The dependable, kind-hearted Fat Friar quickly recovered from his shock and helped Xiwen and Helena organize the things within the Mirror Dimension.
Xiwen also summoned the house-elves Hogwarts had assigned specifically to serve the ghosts, asking them to dispose of the moldy, rotten food. Then, using the same old trick, he found excuses to forcibly improve their living conditions.
His kindness toward the elves left Helena clicking her tongue in amazement.
"Stephen, I don't know if you've noticed, but you're very kind!" Helena said softly, looking at Xiwen with gentle eyes.
Xiwen smiled and shook his head. "I don't think I'm all that kind. Maybe I'm just a little more attentive than most people."
Thinking over his own experiences, he felt that perhaps it was because he came from a different world. The worldviews and values he had been exposed to were inherently different, which was why his behavior differed from others'.
It was like a modern person who had received a proper education. Even if he traveled back to ancient times and became an aristocrat, he would