The Invisible entertained their guests.It's really interesting to watch the plates and plates being brought to the table in a steady stream, and not seeing anything being served.Depending on how you envision invisible hands carrying things, even if the dishes are just moving horizontally along the ground, it's fun enough.But they are not carried out in such a way.They turned out to be bouncing all the way towards the long restaurant.A plate made a maximum jump of about fifteen feet in the air, then landed only three feet above the ground and came to a sudden halt.If you have soup or stew on your plate, it can be disastrous."
I'm starting to get curious about these guys," Eustace whispered to Edmund, "do you think they're human or not, I think they're more like giant locusts or giant frogs." ”"It looks like it," said Edmund, "but don't put any locust thoughts into Lucy's brain.She doesn't like insects very much, especially the ones that are huge. ”The meal would have been much more enjoyable if it weren't so messy and complicated, or if there wasn't always that utter agreement or something like that.The Invisible Man agrees with everything, and even echoes the kind of topics that are hard to disagree with: "I always say that people like to find something to eat when they are hungry", or "It's getting darker, it's always dark at night", or even "Ah, you're from the sea, it's wet, aren't you".Lucy involuntarily looked from her seat towards the dark staircase at the foot of the staircase, and she wondered what she would find when she climbed the staircase to-morrow.But on the other hand, it's a hearty meal, with mushroom soup, cooked chicken, cooked spicy ham, redcurrants, cheese, cream, milk, and mead.Everyone loved mead, and Eustace was even a little drunk, and he felt very sorry afterwards.Lucy woke up the next morning feeling like she was going to an exam or a dentist that day.It was a lovely morning, and the bees were buzzing in and out of the open window, and the lawn outside the window looked very much like somewhere in England.When she got up, she dressed up and tried to talk and eat as much as she usually did for breakfast.Then the chief's voice gave her some instructions on how to behave upstairs, and then she said goodbye to the others, and without saying a word, walked towards the staircase, and began to climb up the stairs without looking back.It's very brightly lit, which is a good thing for Lucy.Indeed, at the top of the first flight of stairs there was a window directly in front of her.As she walked up that flight of stairs, she could hear the large floor-to-ceiling clock ticking in the hall below.She then walked to the staircase, then turned left to the second flight of stairs, after which she could no longer hear any bells.Now she walked to the top of the stairs.Lucy glanced over and saw a long, wide aisle with a huge window at the end, and it was evident that it stretched across the entire house.The hallway is covered with carved and inlaid wooden panels, carpeted floors, and many open doors on either side.She stood there silently, unable to hear the squeak of mice, or the buzzing of flies, or the swaying of curtains, except the pounding of her own heartbeat."
At the last doorway on the left."
She said to herself.Getting to the last doorway may seem a bit difficult, and to get there, you have to pass through one room after another.The mage may have fallen asleep, awake, invisible, or even died in any of the rooms.But it's not okay to just think about these things.She began to move forward.The carpet was so thick that her feet stepped on it silently."
In any case, there is nothing to be afraid of."
Lucy muttered to herself.Of course, it's a very quiet, sunny aisle.Maybe it's quiet.It might have been nice if the doors hadn't had some weird scarlet symbols painted on them, but the crooked, intricate symbols obviously have a meaning, and they may not have a very good meaning.It would be better if those masks weren't hanging on the walls.It's not that the masks are ugly or not so ugly, but the hollow eye sockets look weird, and if you start imagining them quickly, you'll immediately think about what the masks might do as soon as you turn around.It was only when she reached about the sixth door that Lucy was terrified for the first time.For a moment, she was almost certain that a mischievous mustachioed face would burst out of the wall and make a grimace at her.She was forced to stop and look towards the grimace.It turned out that it wasn't a face at all, it was a small mirror, the size and shape of her own face, with hair and beard hanging down, so when you looked up and looked in the mirror, your face was just matched with hair and beard, and it looked like you had grown it yourself."
When I passed, I just caught a glimpse of myself out of the corner of my eye," Lucy reassured herself, "and that's the truth of the matter, and it really didn't hurt." ”But she didn't like the hair and beard on her face, so she kept walking.I don't know what the bearded mirror is for, because I'm not a magician.Before reaching the last door on the left, Lucy began to wonder if the aisle had become longer and longer since she started the journey, and if it was possible that the house was part of the magic.Still, she did make it there, and the door was open.It is a large room with three large windows, and books are arranged from the floor to the ceiling.Lucy had never seen more books before, small books of a little size, and huge and heavy books, and books bigger than the Bible of any church, all bound in leather, with an air of antiquity, erudition, and magic.But she knew that she didn't need to bother with these books based on those instructions she had been given.Because the magic book she was looking for was on a desk in the middle of the room.She could see that she had to stand up and finish it anyway, and that she had to stand with her back to the door all the time while she was studying, so she immediately turned and closed the door.However, the door could not be closed, and some people may not approve of Lucy doing this, but I think she did exactly what she did.She said she didn't mind if she could close the door, but it was always a bad feeling if you had to stand in a place like this with an open door behind you.I'd feel the same way, but there was nothing I could do about it.One thing that bothered her was that the book was simply too large.The leader's voice couldn't tell her which part of the spell to lift the invisibility spell was in the spellbook.When she asked the question, he even seemed quite surprised.He wished she could start from scratch until she saw the parts of those spells; Obviously, he never thought of a more efficient way to find that passage in the book."
It could take days or weeks," Lucy said, looking at the huge spell book, "and I feel like I've been in this place for hours." ”She walked over to the desk and put her hand on the book, and when her fingers first touched the book, she felt a very tingling sensation, as if the book was full of electricity.She tried to open the book, but she couldn't at first, but only because it was firmly held in place by two lead-gray hooks.When she unhooked the hook, she opened the book with ease.What kind of book is this, this book is not a printed book, it is handwritten, the pen is clear, the strokes are well-proportioned, the downward strokes are thick, the upward strokes are thin, the handwriting is large, and it is easier to read than the printed type.The book was so beautiful that Lucy stared at it for a whole minute, almost forgetting to read it.The paper is crisp and smooth, with a bookish scent, and there are lots of pictures in the margins and around the capitals at the beginning of each mantra.The book has no title page and no title, and as soon as you open it, you will immediately see the incantation.The first ones weren't a big deal.They are all used to heal warts, wash hands with a silver basin in the moonlight, toothache, cramps, and a spell to catch a swarm of bees.The illustration of a toothache patient looks so vivid that if you stare at it for too long, you'll feel like your teeth are aching too.And if you stare at the golden bees dotted around the fourth spell for a while, it will feel as if they are really flying.Lucy reluctantly looked away from the first page, but when she turned the page, the next page was just as interesting."
But I have to keep scrolling."
She said to herself.Next, she scrolled down thirty pages or so, and if she could remember the contents, it was teaching her how to find buried treasures, how to recall things that had been forgotten, how to forget everything you wanted to forget, how to tell if a person was telling the truth, how to call or prevent wind, fog, snow, sleet, or rain, and how to use magic to make people sleepy.The longer she looked at them, the more wonderful and realistic they became.Then she flipped to a page with a picture that was so colorful that it was hard to pay attention to the words written on it.It was difficult, but she noticed the first line, which read: "An infallible spell, a beautiful, otherworldly formula." ”Lucy stared at the picture with her face close to the paper, and although it seemed like a crowded and chaotic set of pictures just now, she found that she could see it quite clearly.In the first picture, a girl is standing at a desk reading a huge book.And the girl was dressed exactly like Lucy.In the next picture, Lucy is standing there with her mouth open, with a rather terrifying look on her face, and there are words in her mouth.In the third picture, the otherworldly beauty is walking towards her.It's strange how small it was when I first looked at it, but now Lucy in the painting looks like a real person, and they look into each other's eyes.After a few moments, the real Lucy shifted her gaze, for she was captivated by the beauty of the other Lucy, but she could still see the resemblance to her own in that Lucy's stunning beauty.Now, these images came to her in large numbers and at a rapid pace.She saw herself on the throne at a great event in the kingdom of Calemon, where kings from all over the world were jealous and fought for her beauty.The event then turned into a real war, with the nations of Narnia, Achingland, Delma, Calmen, Galma, and Tribincia all devastated and desolate in the frantic struggle of kings, dukes, and princes for her favor.Immediately afterward, the picture changes, Lucy is still beautiful, and she returns to England.Susan turned out to be the beauty of the family and returned from the United States.Susan resembles Susan herself, but with a slightly mediocre appearance and an unpleasant look.Susan was jealous of Lucy's alluring looks, but it didn't matter, because no one cared about Susan anymore."
I'm going to say this mantra," said Lucy, "I don't care what happens, I'm going to say it." ”She said she didn't care because she had a strong feeling that she couldn't pronounce the spell.As she looked back at the opening sentence of the incantation, between the lines, she remembered that there had been no picture before, and now she found a huge lion's head, and the lion, Aslan himself, stared into her eyes.The picture shimmered with golden light, as if it was about to walk out of the pages of the book, towards her.In fact, she was not sure afterwards that the lion in the painting had actually moved slightly.Either way, she knew the look on the lion's face very well.It roared, and you could see that it had bared most of its teeth.Lucy was so frightened that she immediately turned the page.After a while, she flips to another spell that will let you know what your friends think of you.Lucy really wanted to try that spell, the spell that would make you beautiful.Therefore, she felt that in order to make up for the regret that she had just recited, she really had to recite this mantra.She was afraid that she would change her mind, so she quickly recited the incantation in a hurry.I'm not going to tell you what they are, and then she's waiting to see what happens.Since nothing happened, she started looking at the pictures.Suddenly, she saw her most unexpected scene: one in the third-class carriage of a train, in which two schoolgirls were seated.She recognized them immediately.They are Marjorie Preston and Anne Featherstone.It's just that now it's not just a painting, it's a living reality.She could see the telephone poles speeding by outside the train window, and she could see the two girls talking and laughing.Then it was as if the radio was "on" and then, gradually, like a radio "coming", she could hear what they were saying."
Can I see you once or twice this semester or are you still going to be dominated by Lucy Pevensy" "I don't know what you mean by being overpossessed" "Oh, you know," said Anne, "you were crazy about her last semester." ”"No, I don't," said Marjorie, "I'm much more sane than that, she's not a bad boy.But I was already hating her more and more by the end of the semester. ”"You're never going to have another chance like this in any semester," Lucy shouted angrily, "hypocritical two-faced little brute," her own voice immediately reminded her that she was talking to a picture, that the real Marjorie was in another world far away."
Alright," Lucy comforted herself, "I always thought she was much better than she seem.I did all sorts of things for her last semester, and I always stayed there for her when no girl cared about her.And she also knows that there are so many people who choose to go with Anne Featherstone, and I wonder if all my friends are like this, and there are many more pictures here.No, I'm definitely not going to look at it anymore," she took a great deal of effort to turn the page, but before that, a large, angry tear was splashed on it.On the next page, she saw a "Psychic Restoration" spell.There are few pictures on this page, but they are very beautiful.Lucy found that she looked less like a spell and more like a story.The story was three pages long, and before the last line of the page had been read, she had completely forgotten that she was reading a book.She lives in the story as if it were real, and all the pictures are true.When she turned to the third page and saw the last line, she said, "This is the cutest story I've ever seen, and it's going to be the cutest story I've ever seen in my life."
Oh, I wish I could continue to read for the last decade.At the very least, I'm going to read it again from beginning to end. ”But when it came to this, the magic of the book suddenly started to work.You can't turn back in the past, only the page on the right-hand side can be turned backwards, but the left-hand page can't be turned back."
Oh, what a pity," said Lucy, "I wish I had seen it again."
Well, at least, I'll have to write it down.I came to see if it was about me, and it was all faded and gone, and even the last page was blank.It's a very quirky book.How could I forget that this is a story about a cup, a sword, a tree, and a green hill, and I know that.But I can't remember what to do" She could never remember again, since that day, Lucy was referring to the good story that she had read and forgotten in a magic book.She continued to scroll back, but to her great surprise, she turned to a page with no pictures at all.Its first line is written with a spell that makes the hidden visible.She read it once, convinced all the words, and then read it out loud.She knew immediately that the spell was in effect, for as soon as she pronounced it, the capital letters at the top of the page began to take on color, and the blank spaces began to take on pictures.Just as you bake the words in hidden ink on the fire, and the handwriting gradually emerges, but instead of lime juice, which is the simplest invisible ink, the dark color, it is golden, blue, and crimson.These are all strange and strange pictures, and many of the characters look like Lucy doesn't like to look at very much.Then she thought to herself, "I think I've probably made everything visible, not just the bang-bang guys, there's probably a lot of other stealth guys hanging around in a place like this, I'm not sure if I'm going to see them." ”It was then that she heard a sound of soft, powerful footsteps walking down the aisle behind her.Of course she remembered what they told her about the magician walking barefoot and silently like a cat, but it was always better to look back and see it than to have something sneaking up on your back.So Lucy looked back.Then a smile appeared on her face, and for a moment she did not know that she looked almost as beautiful as the Lucy in the picture, and she cried out with joy, stretched out her arms, and ran over with a look of joy on her face.Standing at the door was none other than Aslan himself's venerable lion king, the supreme king of all supreme kings.It was three-dimensional, real, warm, and it was at her mercy to kiss, to bury herself in its glittering golden mane.There was a muffled sound like an earthquake coming from its body, and Lucy dared to imagine it as a gurgling sound."
Oh, Aslan," she said, "it's good for you to come. ”"I've always been here," it said, "but you made me appear." ”"Aslan," Lucy said in an almost reproachful tone, "don't joke with me, as if I did something to make you visible. ”"That's true."
Aslan said, "Do you think I'm going to break the rules I've set myself," and after a moment of silence, it spoke again."
Kid," it said, "I think you've been eavesdropping. ”"Eavesdropping," Lucy asked, puzzled."
You just heard two girls from your school talk about you.""
Oh, I never thought it was eavesdropping, Aslan, isn't that magic," Lucy asked."
Secretly spying on someone with magic is the same thing as spying on someone by any other means.Moreover, you have misjudged your friend, she has a weak personality, but she loves you.She was just scared of the older girl, and she didn't mean anything when she said that. ”"I don't think I'll ever forget what she said."
Lucy said angrily."
No, you can't."
Aslan said."
Oh my God," said Lucy, "I ruined everything, do you mean that if nothing like this hadn't happened, we would have always been friends and would have been really good friends, maybe good friends for life."
But now, we never will be again. ”"Kid," Aslan said, "I haven't explained it to you before, and no one can tell you what will happen in the future" "Yes, Aslan, you did. ”Lucy said, "I'm sorry, but please" "Go on, dear. ”Aslan said."
Can I read that story again, the story I can't remember, can you tell me, Aslan, oh, please, please, please," Lucy pleaded."
Yes, I will speak, and I will talk to you for many years.But now, come, we must first go and meet the owner of this house. ”Aslan said.t1706231537: