A Magical Journey Starting at Hogwarts

Chapter 239 One versus Two, Negotiating with the Troll

Phew!

Black blood rose into the sky.

Aaron pulled out his dagger, performed a beautiful backflip, and landed like a superhero.

The skinny troll let out a loud cry of pain and threw Pombo out.

He covered his head, staggered a few steps, rolled his eyes, and fell to the ground.

This scene shocked everyone present.

The dwarves were stunned, but the next moment they were cheering.

In their opinion, although Aaron was larger than them, he was still just a child and an unqualified snitch.

But I never expected that his combat effectiveness was so high. Even though it was a sneak attack, being able to kill a troll was an incredible feat.

Bilbo looked even more confused and swallowed uncontrollably.

I have never seen such a perverted human being before, and he is still a thirteen-year-old child. Is everything in the book a lie?

"You killed Tom." The troll who was turning the grill reacted and glared at Aaron fiercely.

"Don't worry, Orm, he's not dead." The troll wearing an apron tapped the barbecue grill with the spoon in his hand, "Isn't it, Tom?"

Tom turned his head with difficulty, tears falling down, and said in a very weak voice: "It hurts, I hurt too much."

"Look, let me just say that he is not dead!

But the injury was too severe and he probably wouldn't be able to recover within a month or two. "

"The blood bar is so thick that even if you pierce the Tianling Cap, you won't die."

Aaron complained secretly, having a new understanding of how troublesome trolls can be.

However, his goal was achieved. Although the troll was not dead, it also lost its fighting ability and could not move for a short time.

"Human, or child?" The troll wearing an apron looked at the dwarves on the barbecue grill, "You are with them."

"No, no, no, don't get me wrong." Aaron waved his hand, "I don't know them, I just want to kill you."

"What did you say?"

"That's right, Gaius, you are our snitch."

"You signed the contract."

.......

The dwarves were filled with indignation and were quite angry at Aaron for betraying their team.

"What a bunch of idiots!" Aaron was a little worried. Taking the initiative to admit his identity was equivalent to providing a dozen hostages to the troll.

"It's good to get used to it." Bilbo shook his head, "Although it's hard to get used to it.

Wait, didn't I tell you to find Gandalf? "

"Gandalf will definitely come back, but I have to make sure you are alive before he does.

Fortunately, I didn't leave. I didn't delay like this. I was still peeling. Why didn't you say cramps? "

"In fact, I'm going to say they have bugs and you'll get sick if you eat them."

"Are you talking about parasites?" Groin said unhappily.

"We don't have parasites." Kili yelled, "You do!"

"You can't stop others from being eaten." Aaron said speechlessly, "You can just put them down and massage them gently to relax the blood vessels and make the meat more tender and smooth.

Or wash it with warm water. It will taste chewy and will not clog your teeth. "

"Really?" Troll Om wiped his saliva and even opened the bag.

boom!

A spoon hit him on the head.

The troll wearing an apron said angrily: "Is he lying to you and you can't tell?"

"But I think what he said makes sense."

"It doesn't matter whether he has a reason or not, arrest him first and then talk about it."

"Yes." The troll Om nodded and rushed towards Aaron.

"This knife is really awkward to use!"

Aaron shook off the blood stains on the knife, ducked sideways when Orm rushed over, and struck him in the thigh with the knife.

While the opponent was staggering, he jumped onto the opponent's back with his amazing physical fitness. Silver light flashed in his hand and he cut off a piece of black flesh.

The troll wailed and threw Aaron off, then touched the black blood on his back, and immediately roared: "I will skin you and cramp you, break your bones and make soup for you."

"What you say is really unqualified, but I shouldn't expect you to have any qualities."

After the words fell, Aaron took the initiative and dived forward with a giant dagger in hand.

Om subconsciously made a catching movement. Aaron leaned back, and the short knife cut through a layer of gray-white skin and turned around before falling into his hand again.

Black blood surged from the circular wound. Before Orm could react, the second knife struck the back of his knee.

boom!

Orm knelt on the ground, then roared and grabbed it.

Aaron took advantage of the situation and jumped on the opponent's arm, stabbing hard with the short knife in his hand.

"ah!"

Orm screamed in pain, Aaron's strength was much greater than that of the dwarf, and he used the troll's weapon to pin his arm to the ground easily.

"What are you still looking at? Come over and help."

The troll wearing an apron reacted and rushed over with its huge short legs.

Aaron pulled out the large dagger and ran two steps along Orm's arm to the opponent's head.

The short knife pierced his back and chopped off, leaving a long black blood mark on his body.

This kind of injury is not fatal to the troll, but it is extremely painful.

Orm yelled, "How dare you skin me."

"Good fight." Kili shouted excitedly.

"That's how it should be," Dvalin laughed.

The other dwarves also cheered, and even Thorin and Balin had a smile on their faces.

"Can you shut your mouth?" Aaron said speechlessly, "Don't disturb me at this time."

As soon as he finished speaking, a large fist came towards his face.

Before he could lift the knife, Aaron clenched his fists and swung it with all his strength.

boom!

Aaron flew upside down for more than ten meters before barely able to stabilize his body, and the troll wearing an apron also took half a step back.

The troll blew up his fist, trying to alleviate the burning pain on the back of his hand.

Aaron was a bit more miserable, shrugging his right arm.

"Gaius, are you okay?" Bilbo asked worriedly.

"It doesn't matter." Aaron held his right arm with his left hand and pressed it hard.

Gada!

After his right arm was reattached, Aaron took a deep breath, moved briefly, and then picked up the giant dagger that fell on the ground.

"You are not human." The troll wearing an apron helped his companion up and looked at Aaron warily and asked.

"That's right, humans can't be so fast." Orm used his little wisdom, "I know, it must be a mixture of humans and elves."

"Impossible, if he is a mixed-blood, he won't have such great strength." The troll wearing an apron retorted, "And he doesn't have pointed ears."

"Uh... don't make random guesses. I'm a serious human being, not a mixed race."

"Everything in the book is indeed a lie." Bilbo muttered. Aaron was several times stronger than the humans he saw in the book.

The two trolls looked at each other and caught Bilbo.

One of them pinched Bilbo's head, the other grabbed his legs, and then looked at Aaron proudly.

"Put down the weapon or we'll tear him apart."

"Gan! The thing you were most worried about happened." Aaron sighed helplessly, and then raised the weapon in his hand.

The corners of the two trolls' mouths just raised, but Aaron's next words made them freeze in place, "Put down your weapons, do you think I'm stupid?"

"What did you say?" The troll wearing an apron was a bit incredulous, "Don't you care about the life or death of your companions?"

"Companies are very important, but if you put down your sword, will you let us go?"

"Of course not. Do you know how difficult it is to eat some meat?" Om said matter-of-factly.

"That's why I won't put down the knife. This is the cost of negotiation!" Aaron said meaningfully, then walked up to Tom and put the knife on his neck.

“For example, this.

Put Bilbo down, or I will send him to see God..." Halfway through his words, Aaron remembered that God might not exist in this world, and immediately changed his mind, "Or I will send him to die. "

The two trolls were immediately dumbfounded. The hostages in their hands didn't seem to be of much use.

They both let go at the same time, and Bilbo fell to the ground.

"Very good, put out the fire."

"this..."

Orm hesitated while the apron-wearing troll poured a pot of soup on the fire.

"Let him go now."

"No way, you only have one hostage, we have fourteen."

puff!

Aaron pushed the short knife forward half an inch, and a black blood line appeared on Tom's neck.

The troll who had his Tianling Cap opened widened his eyes when he looked back, "Ram, Om, do you want to watch me die?"

"But it's not fair." The troll (Ram) wearing an apron shook his head, "One person can only exchange for one hostage."

Bah!

The short knife slowly cut across Tom's neck, and the black blood flowed faster.

"I don't want to say it a second time."

Tom was trembling with fear and looked at his two good brothers with pleading eyes.

"To change or not to change?"

Ram was silent for a moment, "We can change at most four, no, three."

"No." Aaron said firmly.

"Human, don't push yourself too far. This is the bottom line."

Aaron rolled his eyes. Negotiating with the not-so-smart trolls was definitely a mental job. It was not an ordinary difficulty to pry their food rations from their mouths.

Just as he was hesitating whether to use magic, he saw a figure in gray robes running over, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Okay, I agree."

"No." Thorin said immediately, "I will not abandon any of them."

"Thorin, you should believe me at this time, I have a plan." Aaron said speechlessly, "All you have to do is lie down and don't anger them until the deal is completed. You must know that they have no brains."

Thorin wanted to say something else, but Balin kicked him secretly and motioned for him to look behind the troll.

When he saw a pointed hat passing by under the dawn, he immediately realized that Gandalf was back and decisively shut his mouth.

"Have you chosen?" Ram said.

"Wait a minute, let me think about it!" Aaron looked thoughtful, his eyes flicking between Bilbo and the dwarves.

At this time, the gray-robed wizard finally climbed onto a huge stone. Under the light of dawn, his figure looked particularly sacred.

"Let the dawn conquer you." Gandalf held the staff and shouted loudly.

"Who is that?"

"I don't know, can I eat it?"

Gandalf raised his staff and struck the boulder hard.

The boulder was half cracked, and the light of dawn shone into the dark depression, and also onto the troll.

The troll seemed to be burned by flames, the surface of its skin was chapped, and its body exposed to the sun also turned blue-gray, and finally turned into stone amidst the shrill screams.

The dawn light shone on the faces of the dwarves, and they immediately cheered.

Aaron threw away the weapon in his hand and knocked Tom who turned into stone. He couldn't help but sigh: "Although I was mentally prepared, I still felt a little incredible when I saw it with my own eyes."

"I didn't expect you to be so powerful." Gandalf came over and looked at Aaron with a half-smile, "The feeling I had that day was indeed correct.

A seemingly ordinary human child is actually capable of fighting two trolls. I would never believe it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes. "

Aaron: ...

This old bastard must have been here a long time ago, but luckily he refrained from using magic.

"Don't worry, I won't ask more questions than you should." Gandalf gave Aaron an "I understand" look, "I just need to know that you are a reliable teammate."

Aaron curled his lips, he didn't expect Gandalf to be so smart, he didn't even have to make up a reason.

"Um...can you untie us first?" said Bilbo. "It's really hard to be tied up in a bag."

"I know." Aaron picked up the dwarves' weapons and saved them one by one.

Gandalf knocked on the stone statue turned into a troll, and while smiling, a look of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

"Where have you been?" Thorin came over and asked.

"Go ahead and explore the way."

"Why did you come back?"

"Let's check back here," Gandalf said. "Fortunately, everyone is okay."

"Your snitch...is not useless at all.

Although Bilbo is useless, his courage is commendable. "

"And he knows how to stall for time, which the rest of you didn't expect."

"Maybe!" Thorin shrugged, "But the other person's strength is something I didn't expect."

"As I said, the contribution they can make is beyond your imagination." Old God Gandalf said thoughtfully, "This is the wizard's foresight."

"Gaius." Thorin looked at Aaron, "Who are you?"

"Uh... Anyway, I have nothing to do with elves."

"Of course you have nothing to do with the elves." Balin came over and said, "Thorin is asking about your identity. You are so strong that you hardly look like a human."

"Slander, this is naked slander." Aaron patted the petrified troll angrily, "This is disrespectful to my human parents."

"Then how come you are so strong? You can actually fight a troll."

Aaron raised his head proudly and came out with four words, "Born with divine power."

"What about your swordsmanship?" Thorin asked. "Not even elves can achieve such skillful movement and swordsmanship."

"My ancestors had knights. As a descendant, it's not too much for me to learn just one and a half moves!"

Balin and Thorin looked at each other, knowing that the other party was probably making things up, but they couldn't find a reason to refute it.