"What do you think, Eyre, how can we just go to a stranger's house?" Hermione whispered as Tumnath walked a little further. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "And don't you feel that something is wrong with him?"

"I know, and I've just noticed, that he speaks in an unnatural tone, but what does it matter, we're cold. Al shrugged, "And we're wizards, and we've got wands, what can he do to us?"

"But ......"

Seeing what Hermione was about to say, Al grabbed her hand and led her to Tumnath and Lucy.

"Okay, don't worry, I've got you covered. Al smiled confidently at Hermione.

Hermione's face was slightly red, and she quietly glanced at the hands held by the two of them, and said nothing, just let Al lead them.

For Tumnas, who grew up here, the vast and dense forest is like his own back garden. He never worries about getting lost, and he remembers the location of every terrain, every hill, and every river here.

Tumnath led them through the uneven snow, full of stones and rolling hills, and then at the bottom of a small valley, Tumnath led them to a cave door.

"This is my home, and you are welcome. Tumnath smiled and opened the door and ushered them in, "Please come in, I'll close the door." ”

Al stomped his feet in front of the door, shook the snow off his feet, and entered the cave.

The cave was small, but it was neatly kept, with bright lights shining on the cave, a fluffy and thick carpet on the floor, and two small tables on it.

This home gives people a very comfortable and warm feeling.

Al looked back at Tumnath and found that he had quietly locked the door and hidden the key after entering the cave.

Al winked at Hermione quietly, and Hermione nodded knowingly.

"Please sit casually. Tumnas said with a smile, then stirred the fire with tongs, added some firewood, and set a kettle on the fire.

As the fire grew stronger, their bodies finally warmed up.

There was also a door in the corner of the cave, which was supposed to lead to the bedroom, and the bookshelf next to the door was full of books, and Hermione and Lucy were very interested in going to the bookshelf while Tumnath set up the dishes.

Above the pedestal hung a portrait of an old white-bearded goat, and Al looked at the portrait and asked, "He looks kind, is he your father?" ”

Tumnas's body paused, revealing a sad look, he lowered his head and muttered, "No... Actually, I don't feel like ...... him."

Lucy also looked at the painting, she seemed to think of her father, and said in a lost tone, "My father is still fighting." ”

"My father also fought. Tumnath was stunned for a moment, he looked at Lucy and said, "But that was a long, long time ago, before this damn winter. ”

"I also don't like winter, because in addition to the biting cold wind, it makes my travel very inconvenient. Al said.

"Winter isn't that annoying either. Lucy clearly disagreed, saying, "You can skate, have snowball fights, or whatever...... Oh, and Christmas. ”

"There's no Christmas here. Tumnas said, and then, as if suddenly remembering something, added: "No, actually, we haven't had Christmas in a hundred years. ”

As he spoke, Tumnath had already filled the table with a sumptuous table of refreshments.

"What? haven't you received a Christmas present in a hundred years?" asked Lucy, incredulous.

"The long winter, the empty Christmas, what a long winter...... But I'm sure you'll love Narnia. Tumnath sighed, then beckoned Al to sit down and poured a cup of hot tea for each of them.

"Alright, distinguished guests, please move. ”

Al had been watching Tumnath's every move the whole time, and after making sure he hadn't moved anything into the food, he patted Hermione lightly.

Hermione was still engrossed in watching a book she had taken off the shelf, until Al called her, and she looked up and came to her senses.

"This book is very interesting. Hermione said with a hint of excitement, "It tells a story about fairies, and you'd better check it out when you have time." ”

Al looked at the title of the book, it was a book called "Fairies in the Landscape".

"Alright, let's have something to eat. Al picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said, "The food looks pretty good." ”

Hermione noticed that there were a lot of refreshments on the table, and she looked at Al with a reassuring look, and when she saw Al nodding, she smiled and picked up a cup of tea.

Lucy obviously didn't have that much thought, she looked at the pastries on the table and tasted some of each.

The atmosphere at the table was very congenial, and when Al and the others had eaten and drunk enough, Tumnath told them about Narnia again. Tumnath had many wonderful stories to share with them, and he was very eloquent, and everything fascinated El and them, and although they could not reach it, their hearts longed for it.

"We often feasted with the goddess of the forest and danced tirelessly all night...... And the music!oh, such beautiful music!" Tumnath seemed to be caught up in a fond memory, and he looked at Al and asked, "You guys...... Want to listen to music now?"

"Of course. Al laughed and said, "What a pleasant thing to listen to after a meal." ”

Tumnas took a delicate little box from the side and opened it, picking up a strange instrument resembling a piccolo.

"Have you heard Narnia's lullaby?" Tumnath asked, and after seeing Al and they all shook his head, he put the flute to his lips, "It's okay, because ...... The melody I play for you will be refreshing to you. ”

The melodious sound of the flute reverberates through the cave from the instrument, and the sound is melodious and melodious, relaxing and soothing one's emotions.

Al leaned back in his chair, listening to the sound of the flute, when he suddenly felt a strong feeling of fatigue hit him, his head was groggy, his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and he couldn't help but want to sleep.

Al shook his head, subconsciously glanced at Hermione and Lucy, and found that they were also like himself, half-lying in the chair, looking drowsy.