Magic Journey from Hogwarts

Resisting the urge to slap Caspian, Aaron gritted his teeth and asked him, "The last question..."

"Trumpkin, Nikabri, I'm back."

A voice came from outside the tree hole, interrupting Aaron's inquiry.

He quickly stuffed two pieces of hard bread into the mouths of Caspian and Nikabri, covered them with a sheet, and then quietly hid behind the door.

Crunch!

The wooden door opened, and a weird shadow was reflected on the floor under the candlelight.

"Woooooooo..."

"What's the sound?" The visitor scratched his head and said to himself, "Could it be that he's getting old and has something wrong with his ears?"

The next moment, his eyes went dark, and then he felt a whirlwind.

boom!

Aaron threw a bound sack to the ground roughly, and a creature about the size of a dwarf struggled in it, but to no avail.

"It's done." Aaron clapped his hands, and then removed the bread from Caspian and Nikabri's mouths.

"Why did you arrest him?" Nikabri said speechlessly, "Troff is just a badger and poses no threat to you."

"I just said how hairy he was when I caught him, so it's Brother Pingtou!" Aaron said with a meaningful smile, "He really didn't threaten me, but what if he tipped off the news?

In case he calls dozens of people over, I will have no choice but to run away except to surrender. "

Nikabri:  …

It makes sense, I was speechless.

"What is your purpose?" asked Caspian.

"I have no reason to tell you!" Aaron shrugged and continued, "The last question, why did those people hunt you down?"

Caspian was silent for a while, then pursed his lips and said, "Because I am a prince. My uncle has been trying to take the throne after my father died. I think I can live so long because he has no son to inherit the throne."

"You mean he has a son now?"

"Tonight, his son was born.

My teacher told me to flee for my life overnight to this forest, and gave me Queen Susan's horn. said Caspian gravely, "will you let me go now?"

I have to get out of here, my uncle won't stop until I die.

I cannot bring war to this forest, the last resting place of the Narnians. "

"I'm afraid it's already too late." Aaron poured a basin of cold water on him, "Trumpkin, the first dwarf who drew his sword against you was captured by the Tammorian general and several soldiers.

Not surprisingly, they will report to the king as soon as they return to the castle.

Your uncle is clearly an ambitious man, and if he knew there were Narnians in the woods... guess what he'd do? "

"Lead troops to attack." Caspian couldn't help swallowing.

"Correct answer." Aaron snapped his fingers, "He will definitely do that.

In fact, my idea at the beginning was very simple, leave this forest, after all, I can't live in the wilderness all the time!

But if the residents of the human kingdom are descendants of pirates, then it would be difficult for me, an outsider, to blend in, not to mention that the king is not a good person.

He will probably arrest me and force me to lead the way and invade other places. "

"My uncle will indeed do this, but another possibility is to kill you directly to prevent you from revealing the location of Narnia and causing his kingdom to be threatened."

"You don't need to remind me, Your Highness." Aaron rolled his eyes and said, "In short, I can't go to that castle, but it's not safe to stay in the forest.

A war is about to break out here, a tragic war that will even lead to the extermination of one party.

I don't want to get involved, so the best option for me is to go the other way and hide away. "

Speaking of which, Aaron picked up the sack containing the badger, "You should have heard our conversation, I am not a bad person, and I tied you up to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.

I can let you go, but only if you keep calm, don't yell, let alone be hostile to me. "

"It's hard for me to be kind to the robbers who break into my house." An unhappy voice came from the sack.

Aaron nodded slightly, and it was the same attitude if it was him.

He didn't say much, just put down the sack, and then stuck the sword at his waist on it. The movement of drawing the sword was very slow, but the sound of the sword was very clear.

"Wait a minute, honored guest, there must be some misunderstanding between us."

"Tsk tsk tsk! Badgers who know the times always live a long time."

Swish!

A cold light flashed, and the rope on the sack broke in two.

A badger got out of the sack, took a big breath first, and then looked at Aaron vigilantly.

"That... don't mind if I let them go!"

"I don't mind, I was going to let them go too." Aaron said indifferently.

The badger immediately untied the rope from Nikabri, and the dwarf narrowed his eyes slightly, and quickly locked on to his weapon.

He drew out his long sword decisively and stabbed at Aaron.

"No, Nikabri," cried the Badger. "Stop it."

Clang!

Aaron knocked down Nikabri's weapon with one stroke, and the next moment the tip of the sword was aimed at his throat.

"Mr. Dwarf, why do you think I let him let you go so casually." Aaron said helplessly, "It's not that I underestimate you, just like you, even ten of you can't get close to me.

So... don't let my grace not to kill be a joke, okay? "

Nikabulli didn't dare to say anything other than nodding in a daze, who couldn't beat him?

"Don't get me wrong, he has a bad temper, especially with humans." Badger untied Caspian's rope while calming Aaron's emotions.

Then he picked up the white horn on the table, "So... Prince Caspian you blew the horn?"

"Yes." Caspian was not pretentious. "My teacher told me to use it only in an emergency."

"Okay! I seem to understand." Badger thought for a while, then said in a deep voice, "You are here to save us."

"Save?" Caspian was a little confused.

"That's right, save." Badger said firmly, "We will gain the freedom and peace we haven't seen for hundreds of years."

"That's just a myth," Nikabri said.

"No, Nikabri, you know, in Narnia Badgers are responsible for memory.

The memory in the back of my brain tells me that Caspian will be our hope, we need a leader now, and no one will unite us more than the trumpet blower. "

"Maybe!" Nikabri sighed, "But his uncle will lead troops to attack the forest soon, and we don't have much time."

"Inform the others to leave early tomorrow morning."

"A Tammorian may not be able to persuade them," Nikabri sneered. "He will have to face the wrath of the Narnians before he can agree."

Hearing this, Badger also calmed down.

"He doesn't have a choice, and neither do we, at least until the king and queen return."

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Aaron clapped his hands, "Good luck, goodbye."

"Wait." Caspian hurriedly stopped Aaron, "You can choose to help us. After winning this battle, I will be the king, and I can give you a legal identity."

"Hehe!" Aaron sneered, "Wouldn't your conscience hurt if you lied to a 15-year-old kid to go to war?"

"You are very strong." Caspian smiled, "I am ashamed to say that you are the most powerful person I know.

And if I'm not wrong, you should... have killed someone! "

Aaron's eyes froze, but he didn't deny it, "What do you want to say?"

"Stay and help me once, and when it's done you can live in peace in Narnia.

If you don't want to, I'll prepare a boat for you, and you can leave this place. "

"I don't want it." Aaron refused very directly, "I've had enough of wars, and I'm not a Narnian, and I'm not a Tammorian, so this war means nothing to me.

But from my perspective as a bystander, I hope you can win.

Come on, I am optimistic about you! "

After speaking, Aaron quickly left the tree hole.

Just kidding, fight, what fight?

He almost died of exhaustion on the battlefield in the last world, and that old bastard Gandalf wanted to use him as an army by himself.

This time may not be so tiring, after all, the enemy is just an ordinary human, there are no sandworms, vampire bats, trolls, wargs and other terrible monsters, and he has transformed into a great magister, which can be regarded as a reborn.

But the problem is the choice of camp. The last time he stood in the human camp, the opponent was a ferocious half-orc. He didn't have the slightest psychological burden to kill him. But this time, if he had to stand in the team, he could only choose the Narnia, standing on the opposite side of humans. This made him somewhat... awkward.

He can be merciless in killing evil aliens, but killing... this is innocent, and he can't just... just kill people just because he doesn't understand what the Tamo people are doing!

He definitely has a sense of justice, but not much.

After walking for a while, he returned to the pit he had dug before.

Adding some branches to the dying fire, Aaron lay down leisurely.

The next day, the first ray of sunshine in the morning hit his face.

Aaron patted the dust off his body and prepared to leave the forest that was about to become a battlefield. As long as he hid far enough, the war would not affect him.

The ruins cannot be returned. The king and queen of ancient Narnia may come back sometime, but the first thing they do when they come back must be to find their previous equipment.

Before you are sure about their strength, it is better to keep them at a respectful distance.

The sun overhead moved slowly, and Aaron stopped by a river.

Just as he was going to rest for a while and go down to the river to catch a fish for breakfast, a wooden boat appeared in sight from afar.

The two rowers were wearing armor, holding crossbows, swords at their waists, and dressed as standard soldiers.

"Mommy Fake!"

Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly, and I walked around, how could I still meet Tanmo soldiers.

If I had known that I shouldn't have slept last night, it wouldn't have been so much a matter of traveling overnight.

But now when he was obviously complaining, before the soldiers found him, Aaron hurriedly hid behind a boulder.