The Witch (Narnia x Harry Potter)

V. THE WHITE WITCH, ASLAN, AND PROPHECY

Chapter Five: The White Witch, Aslan, and Prophecy

When Amy and the Pevensies reached Mr Beaver's house and met Mrs Beaver who cooked for them, they helped with cleaning after the dinner before asking questions they wanted to ask.

"Please tell us what happened to Mr Tumnus," said Lucy.

"That's a very, very bad business. There's no doubt he was taken off by the police. I got that from a bird who saw it done." Mr Beaver answered.

"But where's he been taken to?" asked Lucy.

"Well, they were heading northward when they were last seen, and we all know what that means."

"No, we don't," said Susan. Mr Beaver shook his head in a very gloomy fashion.

"I'm afraid it means they were taking him to her house," he said.

"Who's house?" Amy asked.

"The White Witch's House" Mr Beaver answered.

Amaryllis' heart stopped for a second as she heard the word "Witch?"

"Narnia doesn't have witches. I must tell you, children. Witches are the worst creatures you would ever meet"

"That's not true!" Amy exclaimed but immediately tried to calm as everyone is looking at her like she's a lunatic.

"I mean she's the only witch you knew right? I- It's also possible if there are other witches that are opposites of her."

"We will never know for sure. But The White Witch more terrible as you ever imagine."

"But what'll they do to Mr Tomnus, Mr Beaver?" gasped Lucy.

"Well," said Mr Beaver, "you can't exactly say for sure. But there's not many taken in there that ever comes out again. Statues. All full of statues they say it is in the courtyard and up the stairs and in the hall. People she's turned"-(he paused and shuddered) "turned into stone."

"We must save him then. He helped Lucy so we should too" said Amy

"I don't doubt you'd save him if you could, dearie," said Mrs Beaver, "but you've no chance of getting into that House against her will and ever coming out alive."

"Couldn't we have some stratagem?" said Peter. "I mean, couldn't we dress up as something, or pretend to be-oh, peddlers or anything-or watch till she was gone out-or-oh, hang it all, there must be some way. This Faun saved my sister at his own risk, Mr Beaver. We can't just leave him to be-to be-to have that done to him."

"It's no good, Son of Adam," said Mr Beaver, "no good you're trying, of all people. But now that Aslan is on the move-"

"Aslan. Tell us more about Aslan" Amy said

"Who's Aslan?" Susan added

"Aslan?" said Mr Beaver. "Why, don't you know? He's the King. He's the Lord of the whole wood, but not often here, you understand. Never in my time or my father's time. But the word has reached us that he has come back. He is in Narnia at this moment. He'll settle the White Queen all right. It is he, not you, that will save Mr Tumnus."

"She won't turn him into stone too?" said Edmund.

"Lord love you, Son of Adam, what a simple thing to say!" answered Mr. Beaver with a great laugh. "Turn him into stone? If she can stand on her two feet and look him in the face it'll be the most she can do and more than I expect of her. No, no. He'll put all to rights as it says in an old rhyme in these parts:

Wrong will be right when Aslan comes in sight,
At the sound of his roar, sorrows will be no more,
When he bares his teeth, winter meets its death,
And when he shakes his mane, we shall have
spring again.