A Magical Journey Starting at Hogwarts

Chapter 243 The stubborn white-robed wizard

Everyone's eyes were focused on Aaron, which made him feel so stressed that there were a few drops of cold sweat on his forehead.

The highest-ranking white-robed wizard, two elf kings, and a gray-robed wizard who was determined to drag him onto the pirate ship. According to his speculation, the weakest one among them could probably compete with the big demon he knew. The strongest Saruman may have entered the level of a holy wizard.

Risking everything in a duel, he is confident that he can defeat anyone except Saruman, but here are four big guys!

Facing this kind of lineup, he alone as a magister seemed weak, pitiful, and helpless. To say he wasn't nervous would be a lie.

"Even if you say so..." Saruman paused, "He is just a child after all."

"Great white-robed wizard, you are really discerning!" Aaron smiled flatteringly, feeling very grateful to Saruman in his heart. "I won't disturb you anymore, and I'll leave now."

"Stop," Gandalf shouted softly.

Aaron stopped and rolled his eyes speechlessly, "As for it?"

Gandalf shrugged, and immediately turned his attention to Queen Galadriel, "I hope I can give this child a chance to listen."

Queen Galadriel nodded gently. She and Gandalf were old acquaintances and would not refuse such a request.

The Elven Queen has expressed her stance, and even if Saruman is reluctant, he cannot let Aaron leave for her sake.

Four people sat around a table and started a discussion about the dwarves' expedition.

The white robe wizard disapproved of Gandalf's plan, thinking that their trip to Erub would be in vain and would anger the evil dragon Smaug who slept there.

Gandalf, on the other hand, insisted on his plan, and Smaug was almost becoming a thorn in his side.

That evil dragon has great power to conquer cities and territories. It does not take orders from anyone, but it is very likely to form an alliance with the enemy, and then the trouble will be big.

Saruman sneered at this explanation. Their enemies had long been defeated. The power of the necromancer Sauron would never be restored, otherwise the peace in Middle-earth would not last for hundreds of years.

...

Aaron on the side listened to this debate-like discussion and yawned in boredom.

He personally prefers Gandalf because he has a sense of crisis, and various omens also indicate that Sauron may come back.

But he didn't care. If the sky fell, there would be a tall man holding it up. If these big guys could defeat him once, they could defeat him a second time.

And he is not from this world. Maybe Sauron will return home safely before he takes action.

The most important thing is that he hasn't finished his current task yet. Why do he want to do so much?

Glancing at the night outside, Aaron silently opened his personal panel.

[Host: Aaron Gaius]

[Magic energy: 8300 (intermediate magister, the end of most wizards’ lives)]

[Talent: Once-in-a-century (magic energy increases by 3 points every day)]

[Items: Moon Drops (can remove any negative spells), resurrection potion (can resurrect any creature that dies within an hour), magic carpet, unactivated dragon-slaying magic crystal]

[Magic Points: 300]

Looking at the values ​​in the last column, Aaron missed Hogwarts very much. If he had signed in there, his magic points would have been in four digits at least, and he would never be so shabby.

"System, sign in."

"Congratulations to the host for successfully signing in at Rivendell and gaining 10 magic points."

Aaron was a little happy, Rivendell did not disappoint him.

There are not many magic points now, but you can still buy some valuable things in the system mall.

Aaron's attention moved repeatedly between two products, one was the Patronus Charm and the other was Captain Jack's compass.

The value of these two products is two hundred magic points. The former is a high-level defensive magic, which may have miraculous effects on undead and so on, giving him more confidence in this world.

The latter can make his adventure path much smoother. With the right direction, he can avoid many detours.

After struggling for a moment, Aaron placed an order on the Patronus Charm.

All the information about this ancient magic suddenly came to his mind.

The Patronus Spell is a very difficult and extraordinary magic that requires concentration and happiness as the source.

Some wizards can only summon a ball of white steam, that is, a formless patron saint. This patron saint has very limited defensive capabilities.

And he can summon a complete form of patron saint, which has powerful defensive capabilities.

Aaron's lips raised slightly. If it weren't for a group of big guys sitting here, he couldn't wait to see his patron saint.

Although he has not officially used the Patronus Charm, he has already vaguely guessed the form of his Patronus.

In addition, he also understands the language of dragons and can summon a second patron saint in dragon form.

...

When the first ray of sunlight in the morning hit Aaron's face, he opened his eyes in a daze.

Gandalf and Saruman argued endlessly all night, but neither could convince the other.

Aaron somewhat admired them. He could understand the elf staying up all night, but these two were old men, and they could still be so energetic after not sleeping a night.

At this time, Gandalf took out a long object wrapped in yellow cloth from his arms, which Radagast specially gave to him.

King Elrond lifted the yellow cloth, and a black iron sword appeared in the sight of the three people. They all flashed a touch of surprise in their eyes, and even Saruman was silent.

"This is the Morgul Sword." King Elrond was surprised. This sword shocked him more than the Beast Bite Sword and the Enemy Sword.

"It was forged by the Witch King of Angmar and buried with him." Queen Galadriel murmured, "When Angmar was conquered, the northern people sealed his body and all his belongings in the barren tomb of Rhudaur.

They buried it deep in the stone pile, and the cemetery is so dark that it will never see the sun."

"This is impossible. The cemetery is sealed with a powerful spell and it is impossible to break it." King Elrond said.

"How to prove that this sword came from the tomb of Angmar." Saruman asked.

"It cannot be proved." Gandalf said helplessly.

He felt that Saruman was forcing people to do things that were difficult. He couldn't ask him to find a tomb robber!

"Let's review the known facts." Saruman said lightly, "A small group of orcs dared to cross Brunan, someone found an ancient dagger, and a mortal magician claimed to be a necromancer and lived in an abandoned castle. These are not a big deal." Aaron labeled Saruman an idiot in his heart. It is understandable to enjoy comfort, but at least be a little vigilant! So many coincidences are connected together. Is it still a coincidence? "But the matter of the dwarf expedition bothers me. I don't agree, Gandalf." Saruman shook his head firmly, "I can't agree with this expedition. If they had asked for permission earlier, I wouldn't have to return disappointed." Hearing Saruman say this, Aaron couldn't bear it immediately. Cancel the expedition, how can this be possible? He signed the contract, and all of them signed the contract, which is of great significance. Moreover, both system tasks are closely related to this expedition. If it is cancelled, he won't even know the way, and the time and difficulty of completing the task will increase several times. "Well, Gandalf.

I think I have to set off. You know, the expedition can't do without me."

"Of course, I still have to talk to Queen Galadriel about something. Please tell them not to worry." Gandalf smiled, and then apologized to Saruman a little embarrassedly, "Dwarves are more stubborn than you think. Thorin Oakenshield will not stop going to Lonely Mountain just because you object."

"Really?" Saruman's face sank slightly, "Then I'm afraid I have to talk to him and explain the pros and cons. Maybe he will reconsider."

At this time, footsteps came from outside, and Linde walked into the room.

"King Elrond, the dwarves have left on their own."

"It seems that the great white wizard doesn't have to bother talking to Thorin." Aaron said meaningfully, and then realized something, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Wait, they left without taking me?"

"Obviously." Linde said. "You are so impatient!" Aaron gritted his teeth and looked at Lind. "I hope you can help me with something. I need to borrow a horse."

"This..." Lind hesitated and looked at King Elrond. "What do you think?"

"Go do it!"

"Yes."

Lind took Aaron to the outside of Rivendell. Just after crossing the stone bridge, an elf warrior came over with a white horse.

"Tsk tsk tsk! This is much more handsome than my pony."

"This is a war horse trained by the elves. It has first-class physical strength and endurance.

It will come back automatically after you find the dwarves."

Aaron grabbed a few gold coins from his pocket and handed them to Lind solemnly. "Just consider it as the rental fee.

Don't think it's too little. After all, I don't have much money."

"This is not necessary."

Lind's eyes twitched slightly. He was King Elrond's confidant and a well-known figure in Rivendell. He felt ashamed to tell others that he took money from a child.

"Uh..." Aaron scratched his head embarrassedly, "Actually, I want you to prepare something else for me."

"What?" Linde looked at Aaron in doubt, "What else do you want?"

"Food, preferably dry food.

Water, just pack a bag, my water bag accidentally lost on the road.

If possible, sword, bow and arrow..."

"Wait, I can understand food and water, but don't you have weapons?"

Aaron immediately took off the bow and arrow, smiled shyly, "These broken copper and iron, how can they compare with the weapons of the elves!"

Linde didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and ordered people to prepare supplies and new weapons for him.

"Thank you."

Aaron got enough wool, decisively turned on the horse, and chased out along a path.

It was not until noon that Aaron caught up with them.

"You actually ignored me, too much."

Bilbo saw Aaron and breathed a sigh of relief, "I knew you would definitely catch up."

"Where is Gandalf?" Thorin asked.

"He is busy convincing a guy who is more stubborn than you. It will probably take some time for him to catch up."

Thorin nodded slightly, "Keep going."

Because he had to reach the Lonely Mountain before the Day of Durin, Thorin felt urgent and chose a narrow mountain road.

The expedition team passed through the wilderness, climbed over the snow-capped mountains, crossed the deep valleys, climbed over the hills, and climbed a cliff.

But only halfway through, there was lightning and thunder in the sky, and it started to rain heavily.

"This is not a good sign." Aaron murmured, "I hate this kind of weather."

"No one hates this kind of weather, especially on dangerous roads where only one person can pass." Balin said, "Thorin, we have to find a place to take shelter from the rain."

"I'm looking for it."

"Wait a minute." Aaron suddenly said, "Don't talk yet."

More than a dozen people stopped and looked at him in confusion in the heavy rain.

Aaron used his keen hearing and put his ear close to the cliff. After a few seconds, his expression changed drastically.

"Get out of here as quickly as possible."

"What's wrong?" Dwalin asked in confusion.

"The road under our feet is alive." Aaron said very seriously, "I just heard breathing, very light but very long breathing, like a mountain."

Ouyin seemed to have thought of something, "It's impossible, that's just a legend."

"Nothing is impossible, hurry up and leave."

"But the rain is too heavy, and it will be particularly dangerous to travel at this time." Noli said.

"The place we are standing is more dangerous." Aaron said anxiously, and then looked at Thorin, "You must listen to me this time. This is a hundred times more dangerous than the troll. If you don't run away, it will be too late."

Thorin was silent for a moment and ordered everyone to move on.

Everyone braved the heavy rain and crossed the cliff as fast as possible. During this period, Bilbo missed his footing and almost fell into the cliff. Fortunately, Thorin rescued him in time and escaped.

Not a minute after they left, the place where they were standing was smashed to pieces by a huge boulder, and a giant as big as a mountain slowly stood up.

In the huge storm, the stone giant is like a god and is not affected at all.

However, another stone giant appeared in the darkness at this time, and they started fighting without any hesitation after meeting.

Each of their punches and kicks will cause the mountain to shake, and countless huge gravels will fall from above, making their already broken bodies even worse.

To make matters worse, the third stone giant also joined the battlefield, and the duel turned into a melee.

They threw boulders at each other, hoping to kill each other.

The huge rocks collided together and exploded with thunderous force in the environment of lightning and thunder. The valley became a mess, and the trees in it were also damaged.

Gulu!

The expedition team stared at the scene of the gods fighting in stunned silence, and all swallowed their saliva.

"The legend of the stone giant turns out to be true." Bilbo murmured in disbelief.

call!

Aaron took a deep breath and suppressed the shock in his heart.

He is just a small magician now. He cannot handle such a big scene. He may be able to protect himself, but others may not be able to care about it.

Fortunately, he moved quickly this time. The expedition team would probably have been reduced in number if we had taken one step at night.