Hermione felt her legs growing weak, and let herself fall on the ground.

"This is all my fault!" She said.

The twins came by her side.

"Hermione, what's going on?" George asked in a soft voice.

"Jadis, the Witch, comes to claim the blood of the traitor."

"Okay... and I suppose this means something important?"

"When I came here, I wasn't alone. I was with Edmund. This is his story, and his family's. They left England in 1940, when Lucy, the youngest sister, found the wardrobe that brought her here."

"Like the wardrobe we locked Montague in earlier this year?" Fred asked.

"No, not really. The vanishing cabinets work by pair. This one has its twin at Borgin and Burkes. But it's not really important. When Edmund came here for the first time, he was alone, and he met with the witch. She convinced him that he could become her heir if he would bring his brother and sisters to her. So he brought them to Narnia, and then he went back to the witch, and he gave her all the information she needed."

"So he betrayed his family?"

"He was bewitched. Just like Ginny was with Tom Riddle's diary. But then he understood that she was bad, and he did everything he could to right his wrongs. This is what should have happened. But something disrupted his world, and ours, and we were sent back here to put things right. He's much older, now, he's about my age. And he wanted to stop his young self to become a traitor. So we both intervened before Jadis could bewitch the young Edmund, and Ed suggested she should take them both hostage. So now, the young Edmund is no longer a traitor, but Ed betrayed his family twice. And now, the witch is coming to claim his blood, and Aslan is gonna try to change her mind."

"Do you think he can?"

"I know he can. He will convince her. But the price to pay is huge. And now, this is my fault as well."

"Right." George said. "And we have to kill this witch, right?"

"We have to vanquish her army during the great battle of Beruna, which will take place tomorrow."

"The battle of what?"

"Beruna. That's the name of the place. That's here."

"Okay then. Let's go kick some ass! I think you should bring us to camp."

When they reached camp, they saw everyone gathered, with a tensed face. They joined Ed and the four Pevensies, who were waiting, either worried or with a closed face. After they introduced themselves, Ed told them that the witch had asked for both him and his younger version to be sacrificed, arguing that they were both the same person, and hence were both the traitor. They were now waiting for the witch and the lion to get out of the tent where they had isolated themselves to negotiate. The three wizards sat and waited with them. Soon enough, the tent opened, and the sentence fell.

"The witch renounces to the sons of Adam's blood." The Lion announced.

And the crowded burst into a round of applause. Lucy hugged her brother.

"How can I be sure you will keep your promise?" The witched asked arrogantly.

The Lion roared, causing the witch to immediately sit back on her sedan chair. As the crowd started laughing, the witch left, and Ed sprang up on his feet.

"I don't deserve it..." He mumbled.

And he left. Hermione was quick to get up, and, followed by the twins, joined the young king.

"Can someone tell us what's going on, once and for all?" George asked.

"Aslan is gonna sacrifice himself for me." Ed replied. "That's what's going on."

"So, basically, our main asset for tomorrow's battle won't be there. Like if we had to fight You-Know-Who without Dumbledore."

"I guess so, I don't know your world. The point is, I don't deserve Aslan's sacrifice. I should be on the stone table myself to be killed by Jadis."

"Aslan knows what he's doing." Hermione said. "He trusts you. There's a reason why you got a present from Santa this time."

"I got a present?" Ed repeated, astonished. "Me?"

"Yes! I forgot to tell you. You both got a present. For the young you the light of Pandora, and for you a necklace that can protect the person you will give it to from all kind of magic."

"That's very interesting." Fred interfered. "But if we have to fight tomorrow, I suggest we should practice."

"You're right, my brother!" George said. "Hermione, how about a private DA session?"

"That would be my honour."

And so they started their practice, and were soon joined by the four Pevensies, who started training as well, led by Ed.