Hogwarts Wandering Wizard

Edmund encountered the same experience as Lucy in the world behind the wardrobe. He was warmly entertained by a queen named Narnia. She treated Edmond to a delicious foamy drink and also invited him After eating the soft Turkish delight, what made him even more excited was that the queen said she wanted to find a child, return to inherit her throne, and become a king.

This filled Edmund's heart with joy!

Is there anyone better suited to be a king?

It occurred to him that if I became king, Peter would no longer be able to scold me, and I would have endless Turkish delight.

After saying goodbye reluctantly, Edmond turned back three times and walked towards the route he came from. Under the lamppost that gave off warm light, he met his sister Lucy, who had disappeared for a long time.

"Edmund?" Lucy hugged her brother happily after seeing him: "You saw it, I'm not lying to you, there really is a world behind this wardrobe."

But Edmund looked a little gloomy. He pushed Lucy away without saying a word and walked towards the closet.

But when she saw her brother coming to Narnia with her, Lucy suddenly became excited. Finally, someone could prove it to her.So, even though it was still midnight, she still woke up Peter and Susan, loudly told them that Narnia was real, and Edmund also went in.

"Did you really go in? Edmund?"

Peter looked at his brother who was in a daze with suspicion. Although he felt unhappy about being woken up suddenly, as the eldest son, he had to be more tolerant.

Edmund listened to Lucy happily promoting things about Narnia, but he was thinking about what the White Witch had just said. She wanted to find a son to inherit her throne. So if I bring my brothers into that In this world, can it still be my turn?

Peter is much better than me, and Susan is a girl. Maybe after the queen sees her, she suddenly changes her mind and is not ready to let Peter be the king, but what if she lets Susan be the queen?

Thoughts kept pouring into Edmund's mind, and he didn't come back to his senses until he heard Peter's question.

He calmed down, faced the inquiring eyes of his eldest brother and second sister, and made an "Okay" expression: "I'm sorry, Peter, she really keeps telling this story, I can only follow her, you You know, some children nowadays like to make up random stories to deceive adults..."

Poor Lucy looked at Edmund in disbelief, uttered a terrible cry, and rushed out of the room.

No one knew where Lucy went last night, but when Mrs. Macready appeared at the table at breakfast the next morning, everyone could see that she was very haggard, as if she had been crying. All night long, her pale face was like a flower in the rain outside the window, which could be torn apart by the violent wind and rain at any time.

The old professor glanced at Lucy worriedly and handed the hot milk in front of her.

Peter and Susan looked at each other, and they both saw the regret in each other's eyes, seeming to be debating whether to apologize to their poor sister after the meal.

But the old professor did not give them a chance, but called them to the study room on the second floor.

"Sorry kids, maybe my house is a little dilapidated."

The old professor grabbed a handful of tobacco, stuffed it into the pipe in his hand, lit it and blew out a smoke ring: "I just saw that your little sister's face is very pale. Is it because she is not used to living here?"

Peter waved his hands hurriedly and said to the professor: "It's nothing, Mr. Professor, it's just that our sister has been..."

The two told the professor what happened to Lucy yesterday, and also what happened last night when Lucy said that Edmund also entered the world behind the wardrobe.

The two of them didn't notice that after hearing their story, the professor's eyes under his white eyebrows became brighter and brighter.

"Then do you believe it?"

The professor put down his pipe and looked at the two brothers and sisters in front of him with a sigh of relief on his face.

"Believe in what?"

Peter and Susan looked at each other, and listening to the professor's tone, a strange idea came to their minds.

The professor knocked the pipe in his hand on the table: "Narnia, children, don't you believe it? Your little sister has described it very vividly!"

Susan spread her hands slightly, looked at the old professor in front of her, frowned and replied, "But this is logically impossible."

The professor had a look of hatred on his face: "What do children teach in schools nowadays? Logic? Have you ever heard your sister talk about Narnia before?"

Peter and Susan thought about it for a while and shook their heads hesitantly.

"Do you think a child of her age can conceive of such a huge and magnificent world?"

The two siblings shook their heads again.

"Has your sister ever lied before?"

Shaking his head.

"That's right!" The professor grabbed a handful of tobacco again, stuffed it into his pipe, and started smoking: "It is a very serious mistake to accuse someone who you have always considered to be honest. , I think you need to talk to your sister again."

"Damn it, what on earth do those Muggle schools out there teach children now?"

The old professor shook his head and walked out of the room, muttering quietly.

Peter looked at his sister blankly, and after hesitating for a long time, he asked: "Then...should we go to Lucy to apologize?"

Susan nodded hesitantly, and when she walked out of the room, she was still thinking about the strange word in the professor's sentence.

"Muggles"

In the next few days, the two brothers and sisters always wanted to find Lucy to apologize, but their sister seemed to be playing hide-and-seek with them. Except for appearing during meal time, she always held a thick book in her arms. Peter I swear, that book was thicker than the Bible, and he didn't recognize any of the words on it, but Lucy held it and read it with gusto.

And one sunny afternoon, when they were playing baseball in the garden, Edmond, who was in a daze, hit the baseball into a window on the third floor of the house, knocking out a window with a silver snake painted on it. There was a hole in the glass with green curtains.

"Look at the good things you have done, what are you thinking about?" Peter complained.

"You threw the ball, have you forgotten?" Edmond said back unhappily, looking at the debris on the ground, wondering what he was thinking.

Just as the children were wondering what to do, the sound of high heels hitting the ground suddenly came from downstairs. It was the sound of Mrs. Macready walking. If she found out that they broke the glass, they would be in big trouble. .

Although they didn't get along for a long time, the children were full of awe of this serious-looking butler.

The four people hurriedly fled towards the upper floor of the house. Edmond led the way and soon led them to the room where the huge magic wardrobe was located.I saw him eagerly opening the door of the magic wardrobe and calling to the other three companions: "Come in quickly. Why are you standing there?"

Susan frowned and looked at Edmund: "Ed, I don't want to hear this story anymore."

Peter pushed her and said helplessly: "Go in quickly, otherwise Mrs. Macready will come."

The four of them got into the wardrobe together. To Susan's surprise, the space in the wardrobe seemed much larger than she had imagined.

The four people retreated towards the back, and soon they heard a creaking sound coming from under their feet, as well as several cold, hard things poking at their necks.

Peter and Susan turned their heads in surprise, looking at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

The world of ice and snow, the world that their sister told them about, actually appeared in front of them.

"Isn't it a little late for me to say I'm sorry?"

Peter knelt down on his knees and took his sister Lucy's hand, with regret and apology on his face.

"Of course!" Lucy smiled shyly, hiding her left hand behind her back.

"Then how else should we compensate you?" Sister Susan took out a few leather coats from the closet and put them on Peter and Edmund.

"It should be like this!"

Lucy let out a laugh like a silver bell, raised her left hand hidden behind her back, threw a snowball, and hit Peter's shoulder.

The three of them were happily playing snowballs in the snow, not noticing the paleness on Edmond's face standing beside the three of them, or the way he looked to the northeast.

There, among the snow-capped peaks, a majestic castle loomed.