Magic Journey from Hogwarts

"At night, let the griffin put me in a high tower first." Edmund said, then took out a flashlight from his bag, and pressed the switch a few times in front of everyone.

"This flickering will be very obvious in the night, and I will use it to transmit signals."

"Edmond will send out two signals tonight." Peter held up two fingers, "The first time the signal flashes, our army is going to kill the guards outside the castle and clear the way forward.

But be careful not to make too much noise,

And me, Susan, Aaron, and Caspian will sneak in with a small group of people.

We split up, the rats are not easy to spot, and are in charge of lowering the drawbridge..."

"Uh...Your Majesty." Reepicheep interjected embarrassingly, "Although I don't want to say that, but...it's easy for us to sneak in, but we can't move those gear switches."

"After sneaking in, solve as many guards as possible, and someone will help you then."

"Understood, Your Majesty."

"Aaron, you and Caspian will open the gates.

The number of people that the Griffins can send is limited, we will try our best to help you get rid of the patrolling guards, but you have to hurry up. "

Aaron and Caspian looked at each other and nodded slowly.

"Susan and I went to deal with Miraz, and they will be leaderless after the king is dealt with.

Edmund will stop signaling when we complete our respective missions, but after completing our respective missions, I will notify Edmund to send a second signal.

As soon as the troops on the outskirts of the castle saw the second signal, they began a formal attack. "

The leader of the people and horses nodded seriously, "Your Majesty."

"That's the plan, go down now and prepare well, and wait for the night to come."

"Wait, I have such a small problem." Aaron raised his right hand and instantly attracted everyone's attention.

"Tell me." Peter said calmly, he didn't think his plan was flawed.

"First of all, do you have enough power in that flashlight?

If it runs out of power at a critical moment, let alone the successful completion of the plan, whether we can escape unscathed is a problem. "

"Ah..." Peter put his gaze on Edmund, "Is it all right?"

"The flashlight is definitely fine, and the batteries are all newly bought by me." Edmund affirmed.

"Secondly, we need a signal to retreat." Aaron continued, "I'm not spoiling the scenery! In case the plan goes wrong..."

"If you don't send a second signal before dawn, the operation will be cancelled." Peter interrupted. "Any questions?"

"Uh... I think you misunderstood something. The retreat signal I said is not just for the army, but for all of us." Aaron shrugged and said earnestly, "You should know what force majeure is Right? After all, that castle is heavily guarded, and any accident may happen.

And your plans are closely linked, so there can be no mistakes. "

Peter pondered for a while, "Are you too pessimistic?"

"Don't think about victory, think about defeat first.

Life, no, prudence is my code of conduct.

And it's a matter of family and life, so don't be careless.

I suggest planning the retreat before the actual operation, so that if the operation fails, we will not lose too much. "

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other in dismay.

These words sound like disturbing the morale of the army, but if you think about it carefully, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it.

"I agree with Aaron," Susan said.

"Let the griffin stand by at high altitude, adapt to the situation, just in case.

As for the signal for all to retreat..." Peter thought for a while, then turned his attention to Aaron.

"What are you looking at me for? I'm not interested in men."

"Lend me your gun." Peter said dumbfounded, "If everything goes well, Edmond's flashlight is enough, but if the situation really gets complicated, we probably don't have time to see his signal.

Hot weapons had not yet been invented in Narnia, and there was no better signal than the sound of a gun.

Three gunshots meant retreat. "

Hearing this, the corner of Aaron's mouth twitched violently.

Good guy, really good guy, that's got the idea on his gun.

"Aren't you embarrassing me?"

"It's for Narnia." Susan persuaded, "It's also for you to go home smoothly, don't worry about it so much."

Aaron pretended to ponder, took out the revolver, and at the same time quietly granted Peter permission to use it.

"Five bullets, you'd better save them."

Peter took the pistol and nodded slightly excitedly.

"My lord, can you demonstrate it first?" Reepicheep suggested, "We have never heard... gunshots."

"I will only demonstrate once." Peter solemnly glanced at the representatives of various races around him, then aimed his gun at the sky and pulled the trigger.

boom!

A dull voice instantly rang in everyone's ears.

The birds in the forest startled, and countless animals shivered suddenly. They sensed a deadly threat from the sound.

"Great, now there are only four bullets left." Aaron sighed pretendingly.

"Don't pay attention to those details." Peter patted him on the shoulder, and then turned to the crowd, "Remember this voice, no matter what step our plan takes tonight, if we hear three gunshots, retreat immediately."

......

The plan officially started at midnight, when most of the people were sleeping and not vigilant.

A griffin grabbed Edmund and flew to Tammor Castle, and placed him gently on the top of the tallest tower.

An alert soldier below heard the sound of tiles colliding, and raised his head in surprise.

The griffin had already folded its wings, and Edmund was also clinging to the tiles without showing any flaws.

Just when the soldier thought he heard it wrong, two sharp claws pinched his shoulders, and he lost consciousness without making a sound.

Edmund jumped from the top of the tower, picked up the flashlight and sent the signal.

The leader of the troops outside the castle saw the flashes of white light, slowly raised the long sword in his hand, and led the army to approach the castle lightly.

Several griffins led Peter and the others to the place where the signal was sent, and after clearing out a few guards, they landed steadily nearby.

Reepicheep led two of his fellow rats into the castle through the drain. They were small in size and easily walked to the control room along the chains and ropes in the castle. The patrolling soldiers found nothing unusual.

An orange cat naps under the window, but the three mice don't take it seriously.

Mice are afraid of cats, but those are ordinary mice.

The three of them are the knights of Narnia, let alone a house cat, even if its owner comes, they will not be afraid.

After exchanging glances, they still decided to deal with the cat first, otherwise their task would be difficult to complete when it woke up.

A rope was let down from the tower, and along it Caspian, Peter, Susan, Aaron, and Chumpkin fell in succession to a window.

"Where is this?"

"My teacher's room," said Caspian, and knocked lightly on the door. "Professor."

No one answered, Caspian seemed to realize something, and immediately pried open the window and went in.

The room was in a mess, all kinds of books were turned over everywhere, as if they had been raided by robbers.

Caspian picked up his spectacles from a book and said with a worried look on his face, "We've got to find him."

"Time is limited, we should open the door." Aaron said anxiously, "And to put it bluntly, your teacher may not be alive."

"No, the teacher must be alive.

He is the most knowledgeable person in the Tanmor Kingdom, and he also knows Narnia best. Before Narnia is erased, Miraz will not do anything to him, and he must be locked up. "

"There's no time." Peter said speechlessly.

"You wouldn't be here without him, and neither would I."

Aaron patted his forehead, "Continue to act according to the original plan, but Caspian and I split up.

He went to save people, and I went to open the door. "

"Can you do it alone?" asked Trumpkin. "You don't know the castle, and it will be very difficult without Caspian's help."

"How about a change, I will deal with Miraz, and Peter and Susan will open the door."

"That's more dangerous." Susan shook her head.

"I'll help you when I've saved him, and it won't be a problem to open the door in time," Caspian assured.

Peter and Susan glanced at each other, reluctantly agreeing to a small adjustment to the plan.

Several people left the room and went in different directions. Caspian went to the prison, Trumpkin went to the control room, and Peter and Susan went to the king's bedroom.

And Aaron turned back after walking a few steps. He closed the door and looked down through the open window.

A huge and heavy iron gate clearly came into view, and the dial to control it was placed on the edge of the city wall.

"As a mage, it's really... too easy for me to pass this dungeon." Aaron simply sighed, and then pulled out the wand that he hadn't used for several days from his sleeve.

"Araho Cave is open."

The turntable rotates counterclockwise quickly, and the iron gate rises accordingly.

"Mission completed." Aaron stretched his waist, found a chair in the room, and sat down leisurely, waiting for the signal to attack.

At the same time, soldiers patrolling the control room found the cat under the window, but its mouth and limbs were tied with string.

The soldier immediately became vigilant and grabbed the hilt of his sword with his right hand.

Swish!

The sound of the sword being unsheathed sounded behind him, and he subconsciously turned around.

Reepicheep hung upside down in mid-air with his tail wrapped around a rope, met the soldier's astonished gaze, "Yes, I'm a mouse."

At the same time as the voice fell, the sword blade sliced ​​across the soldier's throat, and he fell to the ground like this.

Reepicheep waved his hand, and the two mice rushed to guard the door.

After he was done, one mouse stepped on the back of the other, forming a simple mouse ladder.

Reepicheep stood at the top, reached for the key on the door, and opened the door.

Trumpkin rushed in and shot the last guard.

"I thought the person who came would be taller." Reepicheep said helplessly.

"I'm taller than you." Chuan Pujin said lightly, the dwarf is very short, but it depends on who he compares with.

"Is this sarcasm?"

Chuan Bujin ignored him, turned around and locked the door.