Chapter 155 Oz is great!
The girl opened a small door, Dorothy mustered up her courage, hugged the puppy Toto, and followed her friends in.
Together they walked through a dark corridor.
Everyone was nervous and excited.
"So, is Oz a real magician?" Everyone asked and the discussion started.
Only Aurora knew all the causes and consequences, her face was very calm, and she did not participate in everyone's chattering discussion.
They opened another door and entered an empty circular room.
On the ceiling is a bright big lamp, made of jade, which is as bright as the sun in the sky. In the center of the room stood a huge green marble throne, shining with the light of dazzling gems.
"Honored and great Oz, are you here?" Dorothy asked bravely.
She suddenly recalled what Magrido had said before.
"Ozzy will use magic to pretend to be in different forms, while he will hide behind the screen."
Dorothy glanced and found a screen in the corner of the room.
"Is Oz going to hide out there and come to us with a false magical image?" she couldn't help but wonder.
The Scarecrow had the same conjecture.
Dorothy walked towards the screen in the corner of the room to see if there was anyone behind it. Unexpectedly, an old voice came from behind the throne:
"Yes, I'm here, I'm the Oz you're looking for."
A little old man came out from behind the throne.
His skin was as dry as dry bark, he was short, and he did not look majestic, but his face was very kind. He looked like a kind old man at first glance, which reminded Dorothy of her uncle and aunt in a foreign land.
"Are you Oz?" Everyone was shocked, "I thought you would be some kind of particularly scary figure!"
How could the great and terrible Oz be like this?
Oz shook his head:
"This is not necessary. Those images are only used to maintain dignity. I don't need to make you fear and intimidate you. I just need to use the most realistic image to see you.
"In the future, I will also use my true image to meet other people in the Emerald City."
Hearing what Oz said, Dorothy suddenly had a good impression of this little old man.
Oz is not scary at all, nor does he seem like a liar. This king is different from what others say. Dorothy thought.
"Tell me why you came to visit me."
Oz said as he clapped his hands and cast a spell.
The teapot on the table began to boil water by itself, then flew into the air and made a cup of tea for everyone.
This sight stunned everyone.
"It's amazing!" the Tin Woodman exclaimed.
"He is indeed a great magician!" said the Scarecrow.
"Is this magic? It's not like magic at all," said Dorothy.
She was so excited that she stepped forward to speak first, facing the magician who showed his magical power, and said sincerely:
"Great Oz, I am insignificant and gentle Dorothy. I want to return to my hometown.
"My home is on the grassland of the Saas Kingdom. There are my aunt and uncle there. Your country is beautiful, but my aunt will be very worried if I haven't gone home for so long.
"It would be great if you could send me directly back to my hometown. If you are not willing to help me, you can also take me to see my companion Aurora's teacher, the great magician Rhine. Aurora said, then A great magician can take me back to my hometown." Oz, the skinny little old man, nodded with a peaceful face:
"I will ask the soldiers to take you to see the great magician Rhine later.
"You may have heard on the way here that Rhine is also my teacher. He is a kind, kind and wise sage.
"As far as I know, there is no magician greater and more knowledgeable than Rhine. He will definitely be able to send you home."
Dorothy was delighted.
The great Oz was more approachable than she imagined, and he agreed to her request directly without making things difficult or making any demands.
"The evil magician named Magrido is indeed lying to us. Oz did not pretend to be any scary image to scare us, he is such an approachable and good man! How could he be a liar?"
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The next one to step forward was the Scarecrow.
The Scarecrow bowed deeply to Oz, trying to make his posture as perfect as possible, and then said:
"I am just a scarecrow, stuffed entirely with straw, so I have no brain. I come to you to ask you to give me a brain, so that I can be like everyone else in your land."
Oz was visibly stunned when he heard the Scarecrow's request.
The short old man thought for a while and said:
"Making a good brain is not something that can be done immediately. I can't give you an excellent brain on the spot, it will definitely take some time. I believe that you would rather have a smart and intelligent brain. Right? You don’t want to fill your head with a stupid and bad brain, or a brain full of bad thoughts.”
"Of course, the great Oz." Scarecrow felt that what Oz said made sense.
Having a particularly bad or evil brain is definitely a very scary thing. He would rather Oz spend more time making a brain that suits him better.
"In that case, you come back to see me tomorrow. I need to spend some time making a smart brain for you - I don't guarantee that this will succeed."
With Oz's promise, the Scarecrow happily retired:
"Thank you, great Oz!"
Then the Tin Woodman came forward:
"I was originally a woodcutter, but accidentally turned into a tin man. So I have no heart and can't feel love. Please give me a heart so that I can be like a normal person."
Oz asked: "You said you used to be an ordinary person, with flesh and blood? Different from your scarecrow friend."
"Very true, the great Oz."
"Then why are you like this?" Oz asked curiously.
The Tin Man explained:
"I fell in love with a Munchkin girl, worked hard every day, and wanted to marry her. But her mother was a lazy person, and she didn't want to see her daughter get married so she wouldn't have her daughter to take care of her.
"So, she sacrificed her livestock to the powerful Witch of the East and asked the Witch of the East to curse me. My ax was enchanted by the evil curse, and I cut off my hands, legs, body and head again and again.
"The kind-hearted tinsmith saved me and rebuilt my current tin body.
"But I will never have a heart, and I will never be able to love that girl."
Oz sighed. This short old man with skinny skin seemed to sympathize with the Scarecrow's plight:
"That's a really sad thing."
Dorothy saw the sincere sympathy in Oz's eyes and found that the king could sympathize with her companions, and she became more fond of this approachable magician.
"Although Oz is nothing like the legend, one thing is true, he is indeed a good magician!" Dorothy thought.
(End of chapter)