As soon as he was gone, they went back to there room, where Edmund instantly got on his knees.

"Aslan, we need your help..." He whispered. "Aslan, we need your help."

And soon a door appeared in front of them, in the middle of the room, opening on nothing. They gathered their things, and crossed it, hand in hand. The door led them to Caspian's castle, inside the throne room. In the room were gathered the four of Cair Paravel, Prince Caspian himself, and Lord Glozelle, former general of the recently fallen King Miraz. The General was begging for Caspian's forgiveness. The group stopped their conversation when Ed and Hermione came out of nowhere. Glozelle pulled out his sword, ready to defend the prince.

"What's the meaning of this?" Caspian asked. "Who are you?"

"That's me." Young Edmund said as he got up. "That's future me. With Hermione. What's going on?"

"We need your help." Ed replied. "We are on a mission, and can't success without you."

"What is it about?" Peter asked.

"It's a competition." Hermione replied

And under everyone's questioning look, she explained their situation and their plan.

eSo you need us to become the pupils in this imaginary school." Peter summed up.

Ed nodded.

"How many pupils do you need?"

"We have eleven wands."

"So you need eleven pupils."

"Ten. And we would like the five of you to be a part of them. We also need a Headmaster. A man of experience."

Caspian thought for a moment, and then turned to Glozelle, who hadn't speak a word yet.

"Lord Glozelle." He started. "You have asked for my forgiveness, and I want to grant it to you. Witch, can you know if his heart is pure and his intentions toward me honourable?"

"I can." Hermione replied. "But I won't if he doesn't want to."

"I have nothing to hide." the general stated. "The witch can read my heart if it pleases your majesty."

"We'd better sit, then..." Hermione said.

Peter then brought a chair for Hermione, while Glozelle moved his to face her.

"I'm going to enter your memory." she explained. "Guide me to those about Caspian."

Glozelle let her know he had understood, and Hermione pointed his wand on him.

"Legillimens..." She whispered.

And their eyes became clouded. They stayed this way, perfectly still, for nearly ten minutes, and then Hermione ended the spell. She blinked.

"He is sincere. He was only executing Miraz' orders against his own values." She said before adding: "I think I'm feeling unwell..."

"What's happening to her?" Susan asked worriedly.

"She spent too much energy." Ed explained. "She needs some rest."

"Take her to my bedroom." Caspian ordered. "Lord Glozelle, I grant you my trust. Are you willing to serve me?"

"It would be my honour, your highness."

"Then this will be your first task. For as long as they need us, you will be the Headmaster or Narnia's school of magic."

Glozelle stayed silent for a moment, and then:

"I accept the mission. May I ask questions to prepare for it?"

"Please do." Ed said. "I'll try to answer it."

"Good." Caspian said. "I'll leave you to it, and will go to recruit other pupils."

"What is a Headmaster?"

"He is the director of the school. He rules over the pupils, and also, in normal cases, over the other teachers. That we won't have. He represents the school."

"So I rule over a school. What is the point of this competition?"

"If I understood well, the point is to prove our school is better than the others."

"Then we will have to make a good entrance. Impressing the opponents before a battle is an important advantage."

"Hermione might have some interesting information about what the other schools will do."

"What must I do?"

"There will be three tasks during the competition. All I know is the last one will be a maze. Your mission is to represent the school and support your champion. I will be the only one to apply for the competition, but you are not supposed to know that. Be surprised when I'm selected, and then make it so I win, while respecting the rules."

"I want you to win."

"You want your school to win. During the first two tasks, the headmasters judge the champions performances. You give a score, from 0 to 10. Be honest in your judgement to the other champions."

"I want to see you win, but I defend my schools values."

"Exactly. And make sure none of us gives a bad image of the school."

"All right. I can do that."

"Be mysterious. You don't want them to know too much about your school."

The general nodded.

"Thank you, Lord Glozelle." the young man said. "And thank you for sparing my life on the battle field. I have a debt of honour to you."

"I'm not a child killer, King Edmund. No offence meant."

"None taken. I was a child, at the time."

And on these words, Ed left the room, and decided to go and talk to his brothers and sisters.