A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

The angel and the lazy man exchanged a glance. "We have no objections, let's do it this way!"

Bringing his thoughts back, Aaron pursed his lips.

He held the bow and arrow in his left hand and reached behind his back with his right hand to draw two red arrows from the quiver.

He hadn't practiced archery for a long time, but firing two arrows at once was still no problem for him.

call!

Aaron took a deep breath, drew his bow and arrow, and was about to shoot the two soldiers.

"stop!"

The sudden angry shout almost broke his guard, but after realizing what was happening, he decisively retreated behind the boulder.

When someone acts bravely and righteously, he is happy to relax.

Two men and two women came running over, panting, though they looked rather young.

The older man and woman were probably around seventeen or eighteen years old, the younger boy was about the same age as him, and the last girl seemed to be two or three years younger than him.

"Is this group... just there to get themselves killed?" Aaron's lips twitched slightly, because only the little girl among the four had a dagger, while the other three only had two shields.

This equipment poses no threat to enemies more than ten meters away, while those two soldiers are armed with crossbows.

“Put him down,” the older girl said.

"This is terrible," Chumbukin said in astonishment.

The two soldiers decisively let go, and with a 'plop', Chuanbujin fell into the river.

"Who are you?" the soldier asked suspiciously. His Majesty said that Prince Caspian had been kidnapped by the Narnias, and the castle was now under martial law, with civilians not allowed to go out at all.

The two boys showed no intention of answering the question; they exchanged a glance and then jumped into the river.

One person swam to the bottom of the river to rescue the person, while the other swam towards the small boat with a shield on his back.

Seeing this, the soldiers realized what was happening and immediately picked up their crossbows, shooting at the opposite bank and the water.

The two girls on the shore immediately screamed and dodged, while the two boys in the water also dived deeper.

"Alright! It turns out it's my turn to step up!"

Aaron shook his head speechlessly, jumped out from behind the boulder, and shot out two red arrows.

Whoosh!

Two arrows struck two soldiers squarely in the heart; after two screams, the soldiers fell into the water.

Aaron strode over to the two girls who were still in shock and noticed that the younger one had a cut on her hand from a stray arrow, from which a trickle of blood was seeping out.

"you..."

The older girl wanted to say something, but Aaron ignored her and took out a bottle of red potion from his pocket, handing it to the younger girl. "Open your mouth, one drop should be enough."

"You, this..." The young girl's lips twitched slightly as she stared blankly at Aaron, looking as if she wanted to say something but couldn't.

"So dramatic." Aaron rolled his eyes and pinched her mouth shut, pouring a drop of liquid into her mouth.

In no time, the young girl's arm injury was completely healed, leaving not a single scar.

"You're welcome." Aaron patted her head, expecting to receive thanks from the little girl, but instead, she looked at him with a pitiful expression.

"Hey! I saved you, after all!"

"Can you please stop looking at me like that? Anyone who didn't know better would think I did something to you!"

“Lucy.” The older girl shook her head slightly, signaling her not to make a fuss yet.

A short while later, the two boys came ashore.

The older man rescued Chuanbujin, whose hands were tied, while the younger man dragged the wooden boat back.

Seeing this, Aaron drew his longsword and, to the astonishment of the two boys, cut the rope binding Chuanbukin's hands.

"Pfft! Ahem!"

Chuanbujin ripped the gag off his mouth and coughed up several mouthfuls of river water.

He glared at the older girl and roared angrily, "Put him down, is that all you want to hear?"

“Saying ‘thank you’ is enough,” the older girl said with a puzzled smile.

"Thank you?" Aaron chuckled unkindly. "Given the circumstances, putting him down was no different from drowning him quickly."

We should be more careful with our words. For example, say something like, "Put him on the boat," or "Don't kill him."

"Why did they kill you?" the young girl asked.

“They are Tanmo, they are all like that,” Chumbukin said.

"Tammo people? In Narnia?" the young boy asked, puzzled.

"Where have you all been hiding for the past few hundred years?"

“Stop thinking about all that nonsense. I think you need to get back quickly.” Aaron said, unfastening another sword from his waist and handing it to him. “The Tanmor are preparing to attack the forest, and Nikabri and Trof are gathering the other Narnias.”

"Thank you." Chuanbujin took the longsword, then looked at Aaron curiously, "How did you know about us?"

“Last night,” Aaron shrugged, “after you were captured, Nikabri knocked Prince Caspian unconscious, and then I smacked him in the back.”

After tying them both up, I asked them a few questions in the tree hollow. Unfortunately, a badger returned, and in desperation, I had no choice but to put him in a sack.

Chuanbujin stared in astonishment, while the two men and two women exchanged bewildered glances.

Striking someone in the back and putting them in a sack doesn't seem so honorable, how can you say it so confidently?

"But don't worry, they're fine. I've already released them."

As for what happens next, I don't want to get involved. I can only wish you good luck.

“I understand.” Chuanbujin nodded, then looked at the other four. “Thank you too. Although they would have drowned without your help, at least you genuinely wanted to save me.”

"We can talk about that later." The young boy pointed to the sword in Chuanbujin's hand, and said awkwardly but politely, "Can you give it back to me? It's mine?"

"Yours?" Chuanbujin paused for a moment, then looked at Aaron. "Isn't this sword yours?"

“It’s not his, it belongs to Edmund,” the older boy said speechlessly. “The other sword he’s holding is mine.”

“And my bow and arrows,” the older girl added.

"My medicine bottle," Lucy said weakly, raising her right hand.

Rumble!

Aaron's lips twitched violently, and a million curses ran through his mind.

At this moment, he had some guesses about the identities of the two men and two women... the King and Queen of Ancient Narnia.

But this is just too much of a coincidence! Running into these people is one thing, but using all their equipment in front of them is a bit awkward.

But...aren't these kings a bit too weak?

He was just an ordinary person; he couldn't sense any magical fluctuations at all.

Realizing this, he immediately became bolder.

“Ahem! I found these things in a ruin, but that doesn’t prove they’re yours,” Aren said confidently. “There were four statues there, but there was no little girl inside.”

“It was sculpted to resemble me as an adult,” Lucy said, “as I looked before we left Narnia.”

“Four statues.” Chuanbujin seemed to realize something, looking at the two men and two women in disbelief. “No way? It’s you? You are the King and Queen of Ancient Narnia?”

“King Peter, so majestic and sublime,” the older boy said, extending his hand.

Chuanbujin didn't react. The king of ancient Narnia suddenly reached out to him, which he found somewhat unrealistic.

“Perhaps you should omit the second half of the sentence,” the older girl teased.

"Puff! Hahaha..."

Aaron clutched his stomach and laughed, only managing to restrain himself when he saw Peter's face darken.

"I'm sorry, I've been trained to not laugh no matter how funny it is, unless I can't help it."

Haha... If I'm not mistaken, you're probably not even twenty years old, which doesn't seem to fit the image of solemnity and sublimity.

How old are you?

"Fifteen years old, a little younger than you should be."

“I can see that,” Peter said speechlessly. “Can you give our weapons back? They were originally ours.”

"Hmm..." Aaron pretended to be deep in thought, "It's not that I can't give it back to you, but there are a few questions I need you to answer."

"You ask?"

How did you get here?

“It’s a long story,” Lucy said.

"Then let's make a long story short."

While we were waiting for the train...

"Wait, you mean waiting for the train?" Aaron's pupils widened slightly, as if he understood something, and a smile appeared on his lips. "I see, I see."

No wonder you've returned as youthful as ever after hundreds of years! This trip has been truly fascinating.

These four people should be the same as him, but they should come from another human world, or a parallel world.

After Caspian blew the horn, a mysterious force pulled them back.

"You know about trains?" Peter looked at Aaron in surprise. "You do too?"

“It’s just what you think.” Aaron sighed slightly and began to talk nonsense with a straight face. “I just took a nap on the train and when I woke up, I found myself in this strange place.”

I arrived several days earlier than you, and it's quite an achievement to survive alone in the wilderness.

The four of them looked at each other, unsure of what to say.

At least they had a way back, but this guy actually lived alone in the forest for several days.

“If the professor’s wardrobe is still there, you can go back through it,” Lucy said.

"What? You're serious?"

"We came to Narnia through the Wardrobe a year ago, but it seems that hundreds of years have passed in Narnia since we left a year ago."