A Magical Journey Starting at Hogwarts

Chapter 234 Slaying the dragon? I won't be sleepy anymore

"That's mine... don't touch my wine... put it back... put it back for me... don't touch my jam..."

It turns out that Bilbo still underestimated these dwarves.

Even though he was mentally prepared, he still felt a little sad and angry when he saw the food in his food cupboard being emptied out by dwarves one after another, and he was unable to stop it.

Especially when a chubby dwarf took away three large pieces of cheese weighing fifteen kilograms and walked past him, he felt as if there was an extra layer of shadow cast on his cognition.

"That was Grandpa Mongo's chair...this is it too, put it back...

That's an antique, not for sitting on...

That's a book, not a coaster, put the map back..."

Following the food, some antique furniture did not escape the clutches. The dwarves completely regarded this place as their own home and carefully used everything to prepare for tonight's party.

"Excuse me, Mr. Gandalf, would you like a cup of chamomile tea?" asked a dwarf holding a tea set.

"Thanks, Dolly, just get some wine."

Gandalf helped arrange the dining table and then walked to the hall. He counted on his fingers, "Fili, Kili, Oin... Groin, Dwalin, Balin... Bifur, Bofur, Bombur." ..Doli, Noli, Ouli..."

"Stop counting, twelve dwarves." Aaron interjected, "But it seems they haven't all arrived yet."

"Isn't this all here?" Bilbo felt that his heart couldn't bear it anymore, and he was afraid that he would hear the doorbell ringing again soon.

"No." Aaron shook his head firmly, "These dwarves include young, middle-aged, and old people, and they may have different professions, but they all have one thing in common."

"Greedy?"

"Of course not, it's a man, and he has weapons prepared.

He is a warrior, a warrior of the dwarves.

And there is no difference in status between them, but since this is an adventure group, the only thing missing is a leader. "

"Indeed, we are missing a dwarf." Gandalf said worriedly.

"He's just late." Dwalin, who was leaning on the edge of the door, said with undeniable confidence in his tone, "He will arrive after attending the clan gathering in the north."

Then he walked up to Aaron and said, "Gandalf said that someone would be added temporarily. I was reluctant at first, but you and I thought a little differently."

Aaron smiled forcefully, "It's better if you don't want to. I have no intention of going, and Gandalf didn't discuss it with me at all."

"It doesn't matter, no one is too much for you, no one is too little for you."

Aaron: ...

Who are you looking down on?

"Mr. Gandalf, the small glass of red wine you asked for." Doli came over with two glasses of red wine. "The fruity aroma is very rich."

Just as Gandalf was about to take the glass of wine, Aaron beat him to it and drank the glass of red wine in one gulp.

"Not bad." Aaron smacked his lips, "Bilbo, is this the wine you brewed yourself?"

Bilbo nodded subconsciously, but soon he looked at Aaron angrily, "Children can't drink."

"Don't worry so much!" Aaron shrugged, "At least I'm a serious guest!"

Bilbo was speechless, and with the dwarves as a foil, Aaron was simply a shining presence among the visitors.

Soon, the table was filled with all kinds of sumptuous food.

Gandalf and the twelve dwarves sat together, enjoying food and wine.

The sound of chewing food accompanied by the cheerful laughter of the dwarves unexpectedly formed a beautiful picture.

Bilbo watched this scene outside the door and turned his face away helplessly.

Out of sight out of mind.

However, as soon as he turned around, he saw a messy food cabinet, as if it had been swept by an army of locusts, which made him even more upset.

"Would you like a drink?" Aaron handed him a glass of ale, "Wine is a good way to relieve your worries."

"Thank you!" Bilbo took a big sip angrily, "Damn dwarves, it's okay to eat and use mine, but they also made such a mess in my house. It's really too much."

"Correction, the damned one is not a dwarf, but Gandalf." Aaron said seriously, "That old bastard borrowed your Bag End and your food to entertain his dwarf friends.

I detest this kind of generosity towards others, and we should protest sternly. "

"That's right." Bilbo nodded in agreement, "But there are many of them."

Aaron snapped his fingers and took out a piece of parchment, "Look at this first."

Bilbo didn't know why, but when he saw the result, his expression instantly changed into something wonderful.

"IOU? Isn't this appropriate?"

"Why is it inappropriate? Paying for food is a matter of course.

I wrote down this list one by one. I can’t say it’s accurate, but it can also minimize your losses.

At least, you'll feel better. "

"Forget it." Bilbo was silent for a moment, smiled and shook his head, "Gandalf is my elder after all, I have known him since I was a child.

Moreover, the Baggins family had some kind of friendship with him. Old Tuke liked his fireworks very much, and my mother also had special respect for him. "

"That's... okay, as long as you're happy."

...

After eating and drinking, the dwarves walked out of the dining room one after another.

Bilbo blocked Gandalf, the annoyance on his face clearly visible.

"Why are you so angry?"

"You asked knowingly." Aaron handed the list to Gandalf. "Mr. Baggins decided not to let you compensate for his losses, but you must at least give him an explanation."

"Yes." Bilbo nodded hastily, "What are they doing in my house?"

"Once you get used to it, they're pretty fun."

"I don't want to get used to it." Bilbo tugged on Gandalf's sleeve and pointed to the floor. "Look at my kitchen. The carpet is full of mud. The food cabinet has been emptied. Not to mention what a mess the bathroom has become. ”

"I still have my guest room." Aaron said a little tiredly, "They moved the only set of tables and chairs in the room."

"That's not bad. They use my tablecloth as a rag. It's knitted, purely handmade."

"Sorry, sorry to interrupt, but where should I put the plate?" Ori asked, holding the plate.

Aaron held his forehead and shook his head, "Just put it back where you took it from!"

Ouli was stunned for a moment. They had taken at least hundreds of plates, and they didn't remember them clearly at all.

"Here, Ouli, give me the plate."

A dwarf came over and threw the plate in Ori's hand. Kili caught it at the door and threw it into the room. Fili took it with his back turned and quickly cleaned it.

"That's my mother's antique porcelain, more than a hundred years old." Bilbo shouted loudly.

However, the dwarves seemed not to hear it and went about passing and cleaning the dishes in their own way.

The sound of knives and forks hitting each other, combined with the improvised rap, actually formed a set of melody that had no sense of dissonance.

"Forget it! It can't be stopped." Aaron comforted, "If there is any damage, I will help you repair it."

"Can you still do this?" Bilbo looked at Aaron in surprise, "Wait a minute, didn't you lose your memory?"

"Yeah...but there are some things that I always remember." Aaron tapped his temple, "My ancestors should have been tinkers."

"I'd better go check out my antique tableware!"

Bilbo struggled through the pile of dwarves and walked to the dining table where he saw neat piles of tableware without any dirt on them.

The dwarf's work efficiency was still very high, and he cleaned the Hobbit hole in just a few minutes.

Except that the food was swept away, the rest of the place was the same as before they arrived.

boom! boom!

This time it wasn't the doorbell, but a simple knock on the door.

Everyone fell silent and looked at the door in unison.

Gandalf took a puff of cigarette and said solemnly: "He is here."

Aaron noticed a flash of reverence in the eyes of the twelve dwarves, and thought to himself: It seems that the prestige of this leader is not generally high.

Gandalf opened the door himself, and a 'tall' dwarf walked in.

Compared with dwarves like Dwalin and Balin, this dwarf's equipment is not much better, but he has the aura of a superior.

"Gandalf, you said it was easy to find here.

I got lost twice and wouldn't have been able to find it if it weren't for the mark on the door. "

"So... everyone is here now." Aaron raised his eyebrows, "The thirteenth dwarf."

"Bilbo Baggins, Aaron Gaius, allow me to introduce the leader of this team." Gandalf said, "Thorin Oakenshield."

"So, this is a hobbit." Thorin looked at Bilbo with some disdain, and then turned his more disappointed eyes to Aaron, "Gandalf, you never told me that the temporary person was a child. ”

Aaron blinked.

How many times have I been looked down upon?

"Thorin, he is different." Gandalf smiled mysteriously, "This kind of induction is very accurate, I haven't experienced it in a long time.

Believe me, I can guarantee that Gaius will definitely play a vital role. "

There was less contempt in Thorin's eyes, "But he is a child after all."

"What's wrong with the child? Who hasn't been born as a child?" Aaron straightened his back unconvinced. If he hadn't understood the situation of the world, he would have taught Thorin how to be a dwarf every minute.

"Hmph!" Thorin sneered, "Do you have any experience in fighting?"

"There should be some!" Aaron looked at Thorin with some uncertainty, "It shouldn't be a problem to fight three of them."

"Ax or sword, which weapon are you good at?"

"Sword!"

"Indeed, the ax will be a big challenge for you."

how about you? Bilbo Baggins. "

"I'm still very good at using chestnuts." Bilbo said with some satisfaction, "But I don't understand what the connection is."

"I think so. You don't look like a snitch, but like the owner of a grocery store." Thorin smiled. The dwarves and Gandalf also laughed, and the atmosphere became more relaxed.

The dining room was converted into a temporary meeting room, and Gandalf and thirteen dwarves sat around a table.

Aaron and Bilbo were confused and couldn't squeeze in, so they had no choice but to listen.

"How was the party in Eredlon? Is everyone here?" Balin asked.

"Yes, envoys from the seven kingdoms are here," Thorin said.

"Envoy of the Kingdom?" Aaron knocked on the chair lightly, "It seems that your status is more valuable than I thought."

"Of course, Thorin is..."

"Balin." Thorin glared at Balin, and he closed his mouth angrily.

"What do the dwarves of the Iron Hills say?" Dwalin asked. "Will Dann support us?"

Thorin was silent for a while, "They won't come."

Hearing this, the other dwarves were slightly disappointed, but they felt that this seemed reasonable.

"They said the expedition was our own business."

"Bilbo, please make this place a little brighter." Gandalf took out a map from his sleeve and unfolded it in front of everyone. "In the far east, over mountains and rivers, through dense forests and wastelands, there is A lonely mountain."

Bilbo took a candle, and under the light of the candle he could clearly see the name of the place Gandalf was pointing to, "The Lonely Mountain."

"That's not the point." Aaron pointed to a pattern on the lonely mountain with some excitement, "This is."

"This is..." Bilbo swallowed hard, "It can't be a dragon."

"This is the terrifying Smaug, the most gigantic and brutal beast in this generation." Nori said, "If you are afraid, you don't have to go."

"No, I'll go." Aaron's eyes were firm, "Please be sure to take me with you."

The corners of Gandalf's mouth raised slightly. He originally thought he would have to waste more words, but he didn't expect Aaron to be so cooperative.

"Aaron." Bilbo pulled on his sleeve, "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"I know it very well, couldn't be more clear."

Is that a dragon? That is clearly the key to activating the Dragon Slayer Demonic Crystal.

No matter how hard you try, you won't be able to find anything, and it takes no effort to get there!

Brutal, no guilt when killing, powerful, the Dragon Slayer Magic Crystal may have other properties after it is activated.

All in all, no one can compete with me.

"Child, you may not know the terror of Smaug." Balin said seriously. "The dragon is a fire-breathing monster. Its teeth are as sharp as blades, its claws are sharp and long, and its whole body is covered with indestructible scales."

"I know, you may not believe it when I say it, but I know dragons better than everyone here." Aaron said very calmly.

He himself had raised a dragon, and although it was still in its infancy, he had lived and ate with it for more than two years. He dared to say that no one here had had this experience.

Ouli suddenly slapped the table and stood up. "I'm not afraid. I'm ready. I want him to taste the power of dwarf weapons."

"Well done, Ori."

"Sit down quickly."

The courage of the young dwarf seemed to inspire everyone, and they felt more confident.

Seeing this, Aaron frowned involuntarily.

Slaying a dragon doesn't rely on self-confidence. He doesn't know what Ouli's weapon is, but he knows very well that Fili's sword will definitely not be able to break the dragon's defense.

As for the others, let alone them, they are probably only half as good as each other, and some of them don't even have weapons.

"Even if there is a large army rushing to help, this trip is still dangerous and unpredictable, and there are only thirteen of us." Bahrain said with some worry, "Not the top thirteen, nor the smartest."

"Sorry to interrupt." Aaron raised his hand and said, "There are fourteen people, fifteen including Gandalf, and I don't rule out that Bilbo will join.

In addition, determination is sometimes more important than being top-notch and smart. "

"That's right." Fili nodded in agreement, "Maybe there are not many of us, but we are all warriors, and we will fight until death."

"Well... I'm sorry, I may have to interrupt again.

Till death may be a bit serious for me, I will do my best to help you within the scope of my ability, but the ugly words are ahead. If your life is in danger, then... you can only retreat strategically. "

Everyone:......

What he said somewhat disturbed the morale of the army.