A Magical Journey Starting at Hogwarts

Chapter 240 Killing monsters and dropping equipment, wolf scouts

"They must have come from the Eden Wasteland."

Thorin was a little confused: "When did the trolls start to wander far away?"

"It hasn't been like this for an era." Gandalf's face became a little more solemn, "It hasn't been like this since the Dark Reign."

Hearing this, Thorin frowned slightly, but didn't take it too seriously.

Aaron couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

Era, Dark Reign, these two words contain too much information.

He couldn't help but be curious, but he also knew that the more he knew, the more dangerous it was. Before he knew the world well enough, keeping a low profile was the kingly way.

"They can't act during the day." Gandalf murmured.

"It means there must be a cave nearby."

Thorin immediately led everyone to start searching, and found a dirty cave behind the trolls' camp.

Leaving half of the people outside to guard, Thorin led four dwarves into it, and Gandalf pulled Aaron in as well.

The dark and damp cave was full of disgusting flies, and the stench was overwhelming.

"Why is it so smelly?" Noli frowned.

"This is the troll's treasure house." Gandalf explained, "Be careful not to touch it."

After walking a few steps, Noli heard the sound of coins.

Looking down, it was a pile of scattered gold coins.

"It's a pity to leave them everywhere like this." Noli shook his head, "Anyone can take them away."

Aaron's eyes lit up, and he didn't care whether they were dirty or not. He grabbed the gold coins and stuffed them into his purse.

After the purse bulged, he grabbed another handful and put them in his pocket.

"You're really rude." Noli said with a smile, "I wouldn't do that if I were you.

Money is a good thing, but our team will hardly have the opportunity to spend money before arriving at the Lonely Mountain, and after arriving at the Lonely Mountain, it means that there will be no shortage of money."

"Don't think like that. Money is not omnipotent, but without money, it is absolutely impossible." Aaron said seriously, "One of the truths I have always believed in is to put it in your pocket and be safe."

Groin opened a box full of gold coins, and then patted Noli on the shoulder, "Get me a shovel and bury it first."

Thorin stopped in front of a wooden box in a daze, and his eyes were deeply attracted by several swords covered with spider webs.

After all, he is a dwarf prince and has participated in countless battles. He has a special feeling for weapons and knows that there are real treasures here.

He put down the torch, ignored a bunch of defective products, and picked up the two most distinctive ones, "These swords are not made by ogres."

"Even a fool can see that they don't have the IQ to forge at all." Aaron curled his lips speechlessly, and then took one of them from Thorin.

The long sword was slowly drawn out of the scabbard, accompanied by a crisp sound of the sword, and the cold silver luster flickered slightly in the dark cave.

Aaron flicked his fingers and listened carefully to the sound of the sword.

"Tsk! Good stuff, absolutely good stuff.

Time has left almost no trace on it, and there is no gap on the sword body, it is simply the most exquisite work of art.

This is from the hands of a forging master, although it is not as good as..."

"Not as good as what?" Gandalf looked at Aaron with a smile, "Have you seen a better sword?"

"I'm not, I haven't, don't talk nonsense."

Aaron denied it immediately, but he did think so in his heart.

These swords are all top-notch, but there is still some gap with the magic sword made by Arger, and they are not even in the top three.

Gandalf looked at the sword in Aaron's hand, "This was made by the high elves in Gondolin in the First Age."

Thorin heard the word elf and a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes. He put the sword in his hand back into the box with disdain without even looking at it.

"You can't find a better sword." Gandalf reminded immediately.

Thorin struggled for a moment, and finally decided to change to a new weapon.

After all, they had just walked a short distance before they met the trolls, and the road ahead would not be so smooth.

"Gaius, use this sword!" Gandalf said with a smile, "You have much more combat experience than me."

"No, you keep it for yourself!" Aaron said indifferently, "It's too conspicuous for a little kid like me to use this legendary weapon."

"I'll just use this one."

Aaron took out a bow from the box, and then put a bag of arrows on his back.

The quality of this set of bows and arrows is far inferior to the swords made by the high elves. They are just ordinary goods, but without using magic, he needs some long-range attack methods.

Gandalf raised his eyebrows, did not raise any objections, and put the sword on his waist.

Returning to the cave entrance, Nori, Bofur, and Groin were busy burying the treasures in the soil.

"You..." Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly, "Is it that serious?"

"Long-term savings are necessary." Groin said carelessly, adding another shovel of soil to the treasure pile.

"Let's leave this filthy place." Thorin said, and then led the way out.

When Gandalf walked out, he realized that he had stepped on something.

He used his staff to lift the soil under his feet, and a dagger he had never seen before appeared in his sight, and his brows unconsciously relaxed.

"This is..." Aaron pulled out the dagger and couldn't help smacking his lips, "Your luck is too good, the quality of this sword is not inferior to the one in your hand.

And it seems to be enchanted and has a special power. "

"The spell to detect orcs." Gandalf said with interest, "I think we should find a suitable owner for it."

Aaron smiled and said nothing, and thought about who he was talking about.

After walking out of the cave, Gandalf went directly to Bilbo and said, "Here, this size is suitable for you."

Bilbo took the dagger. He didn't know much about weapons, but looking at the exquisite patterns on the hilt, he knew that the sword was worth a lot of money.

After a few seconds of silence, he handed the sword back. He did not consider himself a warrior, and such a good sword would be a waste in his hands.

"This short sword is made of elves and will shine blue when the orcs approach."

"But I've never used a sword in my life."

"I can teach you." Aaron volunteered.

Hearing this, Bilbo was a little flattered.

He witnessed Aaron's battle with the trolls with his own eyes, and even the peace-loving Hobbit couldn't help but feel a little excited when he saw that scene.

"Isn't this inappropriate?"

“Nothing inappropriate.

But you have to be mentally prepared. My teaching level is average, and you have almost no fighting talent. "

Bilbo:......

Sure enough, I still don't fit this sword.

"That's why this sword is suitable for you." Gandalf said meaningfully, "Bilbo, when this sword comes in handy, please remember: true courage does not lie in taking human lives, but in sparing lives."

Bilbo was stunned for a moment and nodded seriously.

"Something is approaching." Dwalin said suddenly.

Thorin pulled out his new equipment and looked around cautiously, "Don't disperse, everyone."

Gandalf also came to his senses and drew out the sword from his waist, "Hurry up and arm yourself."

All members of the expedition team gathered together and looked nervously at the direction of the sound. Once they were sure it was an enemy, they would kill them mercilessly.

Aaron looked at Bilbo who had drawn his dagger and said, "Now the great teacher Gaius will teach you how to use the sword."

"What?" Bilbo was stunned for a moment, "Are you sure it's now?"

"First of all, the hand holding the sword must not shake." Aaron grabbed Bilbo's right hand, "Are you ready?"

Bilbo took a deep breath and then nodded.

“Secondly, we must grasp the timing, intensity and speed of the attack.

Victory or defeat, or life and death, often depends on that moment. "

"Thief, fire, murderer..."

A group of rabbits suddenly jumped out of the jungle. They pulled a sled and rushed over at extremely fast speeds.

The dwarf camp was slightly panicked, while Aaron grabbed Bilbo's right hand and pushed forward.

The shouting stopped suddenly, and the short old man holding the staff on the sleigh stared at the sword blade beside his neck, too frightened to move.

The dwarves immediately stepped forward to surround him, but almost everyone focused part of their attention on Aaron.

"Don't look at me like that, staying calm in times of crisis is a basic skill!"

"Can you teach me? This move is really cool." Qili asked excitedly.

"I can't teach you this, you have to practice it yourself in actual combat.

The more you swing the sword, the better it will become naturally. "

"Um...can you take this sword away first?

I am a brown-robed wizard, not your enemy. "

"How do I know if you are real or fake?"

"He is true," said Gandalf. "Radagast the Brown."

Aaron raised his eyebrows and released his right hand.

Bilbo put his sword back nervously, "Aaron, you should teach me something else! Fighting is really not suitable for me."

"Uh...I'll try my best!"

Gandalf walked up to the brown wizard and asked, "Why are you here?"

"I'm looking for you, Gandalf." Radagast was very anxious, even a little incoherent. "Something is bad, something is very bad."

"How to say?"

Radagast was about to speak, but hesitated, "Give me a minute to think.

I forgot about it as soon as I thought about it. The words were already on the tip of my tongue. "

As he spoke, he thought of something and stuck out his tongue.

Gandalf slowly reached out and took a stick insect from Radagast's tongue.

"We have to talk alone." Radagast lowered his voice, "This matter is not suitable for letting too many people know for the time being."

Gandalf looked at the dwarves and set his sights on Thorin.

"Go ahead! But it's best to be quick."

"Aaron, you come too."

"I'm not going." Aaron refused bluntly.

Just kidding, the brown-robed wizard was talking about something big going wrong, but he wasn't stupid enough to look for trouble.

"You are a wizard, you have a responsibility to know."

"I have never admitted that I am a wizard."

"Oh my god! I didn't expect that besides the dwarves, you, the kid, would also give me a headache."

Radagast looked at Aaron and said, "Are you sure he is a wizard? I seem to have never seen him before."

Aaron smiled coquettishly, "My ancestors may have some connection with wizards, but it has nothing to do with me, and I have lost my memory."

"How long are you going to use this excuse?" Gandalf said speechlessly.

Aaron curled his lips. This excuse was already full of holes, but as long as there was no evidence to prove that he did not have amnesia, this excuse could continue to be used.

Seeing his indifferent expression, Gandalf reluctantly pulled Radaga aside.

The gray-robed wizard and the brown-robed wizard stopped not far from the team.

Radagast said solemnly: "The Green Forest is sick, Gandalf.

Darkness enveloped the land, everything stopped growing, only bad things grew, the air was filled with putrid stench, and the worst of all were the nets. "

"Net?" Gandalf's heart skipped a beat, "What do you mean?"

"Spider, Gandalf.

The big one must be a descendant of Ungoliant, otherwise I wouldn't be a wizard. Radagast said seriously, "I followed them. They come from Dol Guldur." "

...

Aaron looked at the two wizards from a distance and couldn't help but feel upset. A big word 'danger' even appeared in his mind.

He also learned lip reading. The conversation between Gandalf and Radagast could not be hidden from his eyes, but the information he interpreted made him regret eavesdropping.

Sick forests, giant spiders, abandoned castles, unprecedented dark power, ancient terrifying shadows, and necromancers who summon the undead.

Damn it! These words are all signs that the storm is coming.

Not long after he came to this world, he encountered such a mess, and he might get involved if he wasn't careful.

At this time Bilbo patted him on the shoulder, pulling him out of his thinking state.

"Aaron, what are you thinking about?"

"Nothing, nothing."

Bilbo glanced at the two wizards and asked with some confusion: "This is a meeting of wizards, aren't you curious?"

"Because I'm afraid of trouble." Aaron spread his hands straightforwardly, "Past experience tells me that trouble can't be avoided. They will always appear in unexpected places at unexpected times.

But proactive provocation and passive provocation are completely different things. "

Bilbo seemed to understand, but he believed it.

If Gandalf hadn't arranged the dwarves' meeting in his home, he wouldn't have signed any contract, and he should be lying on a chair and smoking comfortably now.

Ouch!

At this time, a wolf howl sounded in the forest.

The dwarves immediately became alert, and Gandalf and Radagast quickly returned.

"It's a wolf howling. Is there a wolf here?" Bilbo asked.

"No, that's not a wolf." Noli tightened his grip on the weapon in his hand and looked around nervously.

"It's a giant wolf." Aaron saw a giant brown wolf more than one meter tall staring down at them. He immediately drew the bow string and shot an arrow.

puff!

The arrow pierced the giant wolf's Tianling Cap, and it fell from mid-air just as it was about to pounce.

The second giant wolf rushed down from the other direction, and a group of dwarves rushed forward, greeting each other with swords, axes and hammers.

Thorin swung his sword across the wolf's neck, killing it.

But he was not happy at all. Instead, his face was solemn, "The warg spies, that is, the orc army is nearby."

"An army of orcs?" Bilbo was panicking. He had not yet come out of the shadow of the trolls, but fell into an even bigger shadow.

"Other than your tribe, who have you ever mentioned the expedition to?" Gandalf asked, looking at Thorin anxiously.

"No one else."

"Who did you mention it to?" Gandalf asked again, his tone becoming a little harsh.

"I swear there's no one else."

Hearing this, Gandalf became increasingly restless.

Because the expedition plan was decided by him and Thorin, if Thorin did not leak the secret, then he could only be the one who leaked the secret, but this is simply impossible.