A Magical Journey Starting at Hogwarts

Caspian sneaked into the cell and found his teacher, Dr. Cornelius.

The fat old man with white beard and white hair was lying on a bed made of straw, soundly asleep. When he opened his eyes, he saw Caspian taking off his handcuffs.

"What are you doing here?" Cornelius looked at him in shock and anger, "I didn't help you escape just to let you break into this place. You have to leave before Miraz finds you."

"He will know soon." Caspian put Cornelius's glasses on his hand and said with a relaxed smile: "I will give him your room."

After saying that, Caspian was about to leave the cell and help Aaron open the door to the castle.

Cornelius hurriedly stopped him, "Don't underestimate Miraz like your father did."

"What did you say?" Caspian suddenly opened his eyes wide, thinking that his father died strangely.

Cornelius was silent for a few seconds, "I'm sorry."

Hearing this apologetic answer, Caspian immediately confirmed his suspicion: his uncle had assassinated his father for the throne, but he had been kept in the dark.

Caspian suddenly lost his mind and rushed towards Miraz's room.

As for the battle plan, he couldn't care so much. At this moment, his father's death was more important to him than anything else.

With his familiarity with the castle, he found Miraz one step ahead of Peter and Susan, and woke him up from his sleep with the cold tip of his sword.

"Caspian? What are you doing?" Miraz's wife, the current queen of the Tammer people, looked at her nephew in astonishment, wondering why he would do this.

"I think it's obvious." Miraz said calmly, without the slightest hint of panic. "Some relatives will think this move is inappropriate."

"That doesn't stop you..."

"But you're not like me, right?" Miraz took a step forward calmly. Caspian seemed to be afraid of killing him and couldn't help but take a half step back.

"What a pity. It's the first time you've been so brave, but it's all in vain."

Click!

The queen took out a crossbow at some point and pointed it at Caspian.

"Put the sword down, Caspian, I don't want to do this."

"We don't want to do this either." Susan and Peter arrived in time, and she aimed a red arrow at the queen.

The scene suddenly became more complicated. Now both sides were in a defensive position, and no one dared to move casually.

Miraz suppressed his anger and shrugged helplessly, "This is originally a private room."

"What are you doing here? You should open the door." Peter looked at Caspian tiredly and said.

"Aaron is in charge of the city gate, and he will take care of it."

"Do you really think that a fifteen-year-old child can open the city gate alone?" Susan said speechlessly, "Without you, he might not even know the way."

"Fifteen years old? Child?" Caspian seemed to have heard a joke, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly, "You have never seen how he interrogated me.

To be honest, fortunately he is not our enemy, otherwise none of us together would be able to defeat him. "

"It seems you have made a new friend." Miraz smiled, "Can you introduce me to him?"

"Shut up." Caspian pointed at Miraz's neck, "Tell me the truth, did you kill my father?"

The expression on Miraz's face froze instantly, "Is this why you're here?"

"You said that your brother died in his sleep." The queen seemed to have thought of something and looked at her husband in surprise.

"In a sense, you can say that." Miraz admitted, "In fact, I was already very humanitarian, and his death was not painful at all."

"How can you do this?" the queen said in a daze.

"It would be the same for you. For the sake of our son, you should pull the trigger now." Miraz slowly moved forward as he spoke, and his neck was stabbed with blood from the sword.

"Stop," cried the Queen.

Caspian, who was pointed at by the crossbow, could only retreat helplessly. He was sure that if Miraz died, his aunt would shoot him into a sieve without hesitation.

"Do you want our son to be a king?" Miraz continued aggressively, "or do you want him to become Caspian the Second and lose his father."

Upon hearing this, the queen turned pale, screamed and pulled the trigger.

The crossbow bolt hit Caspian's shoulder, and the severe pain caused him to drop the sword in his hand.

Miraz made a quick decision, opened the door and ran out.

Susan immediately shot an arrow, but unfortunately it was blocked by the door panel and missed.

The queen's screams spread very far, and Edmond, who was waiting for Peter's signal on the tower, was startled and dropped his flashlight, which was picked up by a soldier.

The soldier pressed the button on it without knowing why, and a strong white light hit his eyes, making him almost throw the thing away.

The Narnian troops outside the castle looked confused as they looked at the beams of light swinging left and right on the tower.

What does this signal...mean? It wasn’t mentioned in the battle plan!

when! when! when!

An alarm sounded in the castle, which meant an invasion.

All the soldiers were alarmed and took up their weapons and rushed out of the barracks.

Aaron, who was yawning, rubbed his eyes drowsily, and was speechless when he heard the sirens outside.

Although the plan can't keep up with the changes, the changes are a bit too big!

The signal to attack had not yet sounded, but the alarm in the castle sounded instead, which meant that they completely lost the advantage of the surprise attack.

"It's time to go." Aaron stretched his limbs, then moved his phantom and stood in front of the dial switch.

He didn't care which part of the plan went wrong, anyway, he didn't make any mistakes.

The white light on the tower attracted Aaron's attention. He looked closely and saw Edmund fighting fiercely with a Tanmore soldier, while the flashlight was lying quietly in the corner.

"Fuck! What kind of luck is this?"

"Edmund, hurry up, give a signal, attack." Peter rushed out of the castle with a sword in his hand and ran towards the city gate. The soldiers on the way couldn't stop him at all.

"I'm busy here!" Edmund said anxiously, and in a hurry he picked up the flashlight and slapped it on the soldier's head.

The soldier fainted, but the flashlight also malfunctioned.

Peter, Susan and Caspian came to the city gate panting, and saw that Aaron had opened the city gate, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Send a retreat signal!" Aaron said earnestly, "We have no losses, and it's not too late to give up the plan now."

"No, this is the only chance." Peter said stubbornly, "We can take the castle."

"Are you an idiot?" Aaron cursed angrily, "The Tanmo people have sounded the alarm. We are not raiding tonight, but storming."

"I don't deny it, but at least we have taken the drawbridge and the city gate, and we don't have to face the solid city walls.

And our army is much more prepared than the Tanmo people, and we may not be unable to win this battle."

Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly, "Where do you get your confidence from? I declare in advance that I will not help you kill people at will.

In addition, I am not trying to hit you, the fact is that we will definitely not be able to capture this city tonight."

"How do you know if you don't try."

Aaron's mouth twitched slightly, and he gave Peter a thumbs up for his stubbornness.

Then he turned to look at Susan, "Did your brother get drunk before he set off? Does he know what this sentence means?"

Susan was about to say something when dense footsteps came from outside.

The centaur leader led the Narnian army across the drawbridge and rushed in from the city gate.

It turned out that within half a minute of the conversation between the few people, Edmund repaired the flashlight and sent a second round of signals.

Peter also took the opportunity to raise his sword, "For Narnia!"

The king encouraged morale, and all the troops rushed into the city.

Susan and Caspian had no choice but to join the battlefield and fight with the Tanmore soldiers.

"Watfuck!" Aaron couldn't help but burst out a swear word. He really doubted whether he was cursed. Every time he was beaten by his teammates, he would be exhausted.

The Narnian army soon fought with the Tanmore soldiers. Although the number was small, the Narnians had their own racial talents in addition to wisdom.

The goats and goats were agile and could even fly over the eaves and walls. The bulls were extremely strong and almost unstoppable. Reepicheep also rushed over from the control room, and took two younger brothers to quickly travel on the ground to help others relieve pressure.

"Stupid, I've never seen such a stupid idiot." Aaron looked at Peter who was fighting hard in the crowd, and he had no intention of helping.

He said he would try, so he would die if he tried.

The Narnians are still barely able to fight the Tanmers, but when the Tanmers' reinforcements arrive, they will be completely at a disadvantage.

Just as he was secretly sighing that the other party was not good enough to do things, but was more likely to fail, two Tanmer soldiers rushed to him.

"Hey, hey, hey!

I'm already kind if I don't help him, but it's another matter if you seek death." Aaron complained speechlessly, then held the sword with both hands, swept the sword across, and chopped a soldier away.

When he turned around, he grabbed the hilt of the second soldier with one hand and stabbed him in the chest with the sword.

"Archers, find the target."

An officer shouted loudly, and dozens of soldiers holding crossbows occupied the commanding heights of the castle.

Edmund, who was retreating from the tower, ran into a row of archers. He jumped down from a height and kicked an archer off the wall, but he also fell into the sight of other archers.

Gulu!

Edmund swallowed his saliva and ran away. Before a round of sword rain shot at him, he got into a door and bolted the door with a flashlight.

But he never expected that there was a tower behind the door, and he was trapped on it.

Miraz stood on the tower proudly and watched the fighting below. He suddenly felt that there was no need to build the bridge in Belluna.

Caspian, the survivors of Narnia are all here.

As long as the city gate is closed, they will be trapped in a jar and can be caught in one fell swoop tonight.