Harry Potter: Badger's Flathead

After getting on the sled, Mr. Beaver had to admit that it was indeed much faster than they could walk.

Ivan sat on the sled, looking longingly at the vast white snow.

People who noticed him were curious. What was he expecting?

Hermione knew what he was looking forward to, because she was looking forward to it too! The one who delivered equipment to the protagonists was a character who looked like Santa Claus.

Ivan lay on the railing of the sled, shouting in his heart~

"Old man, come out quickly! Come out to get the gold coins!"ヽ(≧Д≦)ノ

The sky gradually darkened, and just as everyone was leaning back in the car and about to fall asleep out of boredom, Mrs. Beaver's scream rang out.

"She's coming! The White Witch is catching up!"

Mrs. Beaver pointed behind her in panic, at the silhouette against the night sky. There were two oil lamps on the sleigh of the visitor, and even from a long distance, the outline of the horse-drawn sleigh could still be seen.

This shout woke everyone up in shock! However, except for Peter and his sister, and Zhang Qiu and Susan, who were a little worried, Draco and the other naughty boys became excited!

"She's finally here! That's good, it saves us from having to look for her!"

Draco didn't know when he put on a pair of sunglasses. Since he didn't smoke, he could only imitate Ivan and hold a lollipop in his mouth with his mouth tilted. He took out the fire dragon Roar that Ivan gave him, and pulled the bolt to load the gun!

"Yeah, let's do it!"

"Let this witch from another world see how powerful the Gryffindor warriors of Hogwarts are!"

The twins sang in unison and took out the Thunder Wrath that Ivan gave them.

Neville silently drew out the two-handed sword made of titanium alloy, his honest face full of determination!

"Finally...is it time for me to draw my sword and stand before my friends?"

Neville murmured, the aura around him was terrifyingly strong!

Alvin looked speechlessly at the group of excited middle school boys around him. His magic pupils could see at night, and he saw clearly that the person coming was not the White Witch, but the NPC old man who could explode the artifact that he had been thinking about.

After quickly stopping the twins who were about to open fire, Alvin stopped the ostrich sled.

"It's not a white witch, it's just a Santa Claus." Before anyone could ask, Alvin spoke first.

After waiting for a while, the carriage behind caught up, and under the fluorescent spell of everyone, the true face of the pursuers could be seen clearly.

It really wasn’t the White Witch, and it wasn’t a cart or a horse, it was a reindeer! It really was Santa Claus!

"Hahaha~ It's really not easy to catch up with you." Santa Claus said with a smile.

While he was talking to Lucy, Ivan's big eyes were fixed on the glowing packages on Santa's sleigh!

（?ω?)?

There are so many wonderful treasures in here!

"Hmm... in the prophecy, there don't seem to be so many sons of Adam and daughters of Eve?" Santa Claus looked at the group of boys and girls who surrounded him in confusion.

"Oh, it's not important! You gave Susan a bow and horn, Lucy a potion and dagger, and Peter a sword and a shield. You gave two to each of us, and we just stood there and watched. How can you be so ashamed?"

(￥ω￥) There was a gleam of money in Ivan’s eyes!

"Um... this... but I didn't prepare gifts suitable for each of you in advance?" Santa Claus, who looked like Karkaroff, was a little embarrassed.

He didn't prepare so many exclusive treasures suitable for the sons of Adam and the daughters of Eve! The previous ones were all prepared according to the prophecy, he didn't prepare so many!

"It doesn't matter, we're not picky! Just give whatever you like, as long as it's not candy or toys. After all, we still have to help Peter and the others fight the White Witch!" Alvin doesn't care if something is suitable or not, as long as it's a gift!

The things given by this kind of character are like Lucy's fire flower juice, which can heal all injuries with just one drop. This is not just a casual remark, but it really works according to the literal meaning! Anything is fine!

Looking at the expectation in the eyes of these children, as Santa Claus, it was hard for him to refuse...

All right! I'll go for it! I don't know why the prophecy went so far off topic, but as the Santa Claus of the fairy tale world, I can't let the children down!

Even though I have two children, I am already an adult!

Chapter 371 The Chronicles of Narnia (6)

"Although I don't know who you are, I can be sure that there won't be so many sons of Adam and Eve. The prophecy won't be wrong." Santa Claus said affirmatively.

"But! If you are here to help them, I am happy to help you." Santa Claus changed the subject and turned around to search in his bag without waiting for Ivan to continue persuading him.

"Oh, thank you so much. Don't worry, since we have received your favor, we will do our best to help Peter and the others defeat the evil white witch." Ivan quickly expressed his opinion, but his eyes were fixed on Santa Claus' pocket.

What should I do? I really want to snatch that bag!

But it didn't work. That thing was obviously a regular prop. Only Santa Claus could take out what he wanted. He just saw that the bag was full of toys and candies, but he could take out a sword and a shield!

Judging from the current situation, even if he robbed Santa Claus, he might not be able to get anything good, so he should just pretend to be a good boy for a while.

Santa Claus rummaged in the bag and took out a few bottles of fire flower juice, two whips of different colors, several whistles of different colors, several small bags of unknown powder, two small round mirrors and other props that seemed so ordinary that they couldn't be more ordinary.

But in addition to these props, Santa Claus also gave each of them a weapon. For example, Neville got a big sword that seemed to be made of obsidian, and a spear that could shrink into a size similar to their wand.

Santa Claus also distributed several one-handed long swords, daggers, scimitars and other weapons of different shapes according to the body shapes of the other people.

Although except for Ivan and Neville, basically no one else knows how to use it, it’s okay, just teach them some basic usage.

Alvin flicked the blue sword blade, which was made of an unknown material, not ordinary iron, and there was a very strange magic flowing inside it.

"Well, I've given you most of my treasures. I hope you can keep your promise and liberate Aslan! Now I have to go. I haven't been back for more than a hundred years, and there are many things waiting for me." As he said that, Santa Claus put the half-deflated package back on his sleigh.

"Winter is about to pass. May Aslan bless you. And ~ Merry Christmas!"

After saying that, Santa Claus pulled the reins, and the reindeers started to move forward, leading Santa Claus away from the bandits...

"How stingy! We are fighting against an old monster that has occupied the world for hundreds of years, and he doesn't even bother to give us a few more items~" Alvin muttered a few words and put away the long sword and square copper bell.

Under the influence of Ivan, Draco and others nodded in deep agreement with this statement.

However, Peter and his two siblings and the Beavers were shocked by these words. How to say this?

"Here you go. You're a big brother, but you don't even think about your little brother. No wonder the young man is angry with you." As he said that, Alvin handed a scimitar and a round shield to Peter.

Like Peter's sword and knight's shield, they are decorated with lions. If Alvin hadn't mentioned it, Santa Claus would have forgotten that there was another son of Adam.

Peter blushed at what Ivan said. He had indeed forgotten about Edmund's part. He was indeed not a competent brother.

"Wait, he said winter is almost over, do you know what that means?" Peter suddenly remembered what Santa Claus said.

"What I mean is that there is no ice anymore. I hope the ostrich sled made by Ivan can swim." Furong continued, pointing to the large river in front where the ice had melted.

"What are you afraid of? We can just fly over there," Harry wondered. Is this a big deal?

This is not a big deal!

"What is that?" Reese pointed at a group of little monsters running towards them.

"Oh! It's the White Witch's boar soldiers!" Mr. Beaver exclaimed.

Hermione frowned slightly. As she remembered, the orc soldiers didn't appear at this time? Puzzled, Hermione looked at Ivan.

"It seems that the White Witch is acting a little hastily because of our appearance." Ivan seemed to be talking to everyone, but also seemed to be answering Hermione's doubts.

"What are we waiting for? Let's fight!" Ron raised the Turkish machete that Santa Claus had just given him, eager to try.

"Come on, do you know how to use it? Do you think you are Neville? We don't know how to use these either. We might as well use wands. Isn't the blasting spell better than this?" Draco glanced at Ron, who was overestimating himself, with disdain.

Except for Ivan and Neville, none of them know how to use these cold weapons. Wouldn't it be like asking for trouble if they go up there?

"You ferret, I didn't say I wanted to fight them with swords!" Ron retorted unconvinced.

Just as the two were about to start arguing again, Alvin interrupted them.

"Okay, stop arguing. There's no need for you to do anything. We have other things to do! Leave those two-legged pork chops to the mountain kings. Come and perform a spell with me."

As he spoke, Alvin opened the box and called Simba out.

Simba also crawled out of the box. Although he did not shrink himself into the size of a kitten like the tiger, he became the size of a sub-adult male lion for the convenience of movement.

"Aslan! How did he get into your box?" exclaimed Mr Beaver!

"No! Stupid, it's not Aslan, Aslan's mane is golden and he's bigger than it! It's smaller." Mrs. Beaver corrected her husband. What a fool he was to make such a mistake when it was so obvious.

When Simba first saw that the beaver could talk, he was stunned! Then he heard that it was small, and he was not convinced at that time!

"Roar!"

With a low roar, Simba's body expanded rapidly, and a black-maned lion about the same size as a tiger appeared in front of everyone!

Simba is a black-maned Kruger lion!

"Wow!" The Beaver couple exclaimed, and then trembled under Simba's powerful aura.

This is the instinct of animals when facing animals stronger than themselves.

"Okay, stop scaring those two. See those Peppa Pigs? You and the tiger go kill them. We have to do something." Ivan said, stroking Simba's flowing mane.

Simba looked at the group of little meat patties with bared fangs and claws in the distance and began to prepare for hunting.

When the tiger heard what Ivan said, it also stepped down from the sled in a daze with its short legs. It stretched out its paws forward, stretched its body lazily, and then returned to its original shape of more than five meters long.

The Beavers and Peter and his sister were all stunned. This is the cute little kitten! (°□°；)

Not only them, but Harry and others were also shocked by the size of Simba and the tiger, because it was the first time they saw the brothers' true size!

"Go!" At Ivan's command, the lion and tiger brothers exerted their strength with their limbs, two ferocious roars sounded, and at the same time rushed towards the dozens of wild boar men who were chasing them!

"We found them. For the Queen's sake, catch them!"

"Get 'em!"

"Oh my God! What is that!"

"Is that Aslan? Who's that next to him?"

"That's not Aslan, that's a monster we've never seen before! Oh my God, they're coming!"

Amid the wild boar people's exclamations, the tiger and Simba had already rushed in front of them, and a one-sided massacre began.

The tiger clawed down and the wild boar man, who was only 1.5 meters tall, was beaten into a wild boar pie by the tiger's paw...

Simba bit the boar man in two along with his tough leather armor made of some unknown leather.

Under the baptism of the magic potion, the two beasts broke through the biological genetic locks and conventional biological knowledge, and slaughtered the White Witch's boar soldiers as if they were chopping vegetables and melons.

"Ugh~ so bloody!"

"Oh my god, that's so brutal!"