HP - the time the ring is still

Things must be done. "Unfortunately, she's a cunning Slytherin.

It's no wonder that Thranduil cared so much about Kleist, she was always worrying, and her weird thoughts and uncertain behavior made her dangerous sometimes.But when faced with the choice of life and death, she is one of the rare people who can be cruel to herself.

On the battlefield not long ago, Kleist suddenly and spontaneously ended the conversation with Sauron, and then looked up with wide-eyed eyes without blinking, with a bewildered ghostly look that was very scary. "Claire, what's wrong with you?" Thranduil hugged Kleist nervously, stuttering, he was also frightened, he didn't know what happened to Kleister, He only dared to call in a low voice for fear of disturbing her.

The people around didn't dare to touch Kleist easily, she suddenly stopped moving like a statue, if it wasn't for her slightly heaving chest, others might think that something happened to her.

But all of a sudden, Kleist suddenly pulled out the dagger at his waist and slashed at his left index finger without warning, before everyone reacted, "Ah!" Kleist exclaimed in pain. With a sound, the whole body trembled.

"Crest!" Thranduil was stunned, he quickly hugged her tightly and grabbed her injured hand, gritted his teeth and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Quick, box!" Kleist did not answer him, but endured the pain and said to the young wizards.

Christopher Cooper and the others frantically rummaged through themselves, and in the end it was Ranrisa Bullstrode who took out a sealed box with a magic pattern, "Don't move, I'll do it." Kleist stopped the others from going. Taking the ring, he picked up his severed finger, took off the ring tremblingly with the bleeding hand and put it into the box, and quickly closed it by Langrisa Bulstrode.

As soon as Kleist's side was over, Christopher Cooper pointed to Kleist's severed fingers with his wand to connect them. When they were connected, Elrond held Kleist's left hand It was wrapped in the palm of his hand, and he slowly recited the spell. After a while, Kleist's left hand returned to its original shape.

But Kleist's face was still ugly. She rolled up her left sleeve, revealing a black wristband, and said to the young wizard, "Take it off, hurry up, and prepare something fresh."

Thranduil roughly guessed the reason, he broke Kleist's head and buried her in his chest, not looking at the next scene, kissed the top of her hair and comforted in a low voice: " It will be fine soon, be patient!"

The wristband that Kleist wore for herself was something she had seen in the abandoned torture chamber of the Holy See. Pierce directly into the flesh.In order to stay awake and reduce the impact of the ring, Kleist could only remind himself with pain.Whenever she felt that the ring was affecting her reason, she would hold her wrist tightly, and in just one day, her wrist had already been embedded in her flesh.

Christopher Cooper pointed his wand at Kleist's wristband, beside him was Severus Snape who was already holding the trauma potion, Christopher Cooper quickly removed Kleist's wristband Kleist frowned and snorted coldly, the pain distorted her facial features, she held Thranduil tightly with the other hand and whispered pitifully in his arms: "My tears are about to fall. .”

"Okay, it's all right!" Thranduil rolled his eyes and couldn't bear to look at Kleist's bloody wrist again, and comforted her softly, and patted her on the back from time to time, trying to ease her pain, even though his heart was Annoyed and unable to bear to say accusatory words.

Severus Snape quickly wiped off the hemostatic medicine, applied another layer of growth medicine, then bandaged Kleist's wrist, and said in a rare soft voice: "Okay, just don't touch the water for two days gone."

"Let's go back." Thranduil stood up holding Kleist, who was drowsy in his arms, and quickly returned to the camp with Kleist in his arms, ignoring the whispers of the people around him.

After resting for two days, Kleist was revived with full blood.As soon as she made a promise to Thranduil, she wanted to run out. Thranduil knew he couldn't stop her, so he had to send two soldiers to follow her.Now is the truce period. Although Sauron's Supreme Lord of the Rings was not found in the end, the demon army was hit hard after all. They insisted on staying in the fortress and couldn't come out, and the elves couldn't get in. The battle entered a stalemate and everyone got a little respite.

Kleist first went to the tents of the wizards, found Langrisa Bullstrode, and then went to Matthew McConaughey, and walked with them to the camp of the dwarves.Kleist's white staff broke when confronting Sauron. Except for the half of the top she was holding at the time, everything else was broken into pieces. Kleist planned to make a new one while the dwarves were looking for them. root.

Along the way, the elves or human races in the past paid tribute to Kleist or greeted her friendly.It seems that Kleist's adventure is far greater than what she expected, and she has been recognized and respected by everyone.

"Is it better?" Galadriel, who was treating the soldiers in the camp, greeted with a smile after seeing Kleist.

"I'm fine. I'm going to go to the dwarves. I won't bother you!" Kleist replied politely. Kleist was very kind in the circumstances.

Galadriel smiled and nodded. She carefully scanned Kleist's whole body, and found that apart from the light purple on her neck, she also had an unnaturally drooping left hand. Inwardly, he whispered softly: "But you still need to rest more, if you need anything, you can come to me at any time!"

"Thank you, Your Highness!" Over the years, the relationship between Kleist and Galadriel has become more and more relaxed. Even Celeborn, who has always had a lot of opinions on Kleist, became kinder to Kleist, let alone their relationship. The only daughter, Celebrion, at least looks pretty good for now, whatever their original intentions.

After saying goodbye to Galadriel, Kleist met Glorfindel and Elrond. At first, Kleist was worried that Glorfindel would beat him up. After all, he had played tricks on them very unkindly .But Glorfindel didn't advance the matter, and Elrond only cared about her body, which made the thick-skinned Kleist feel a little guilty, hugged Glorfindel and acted coquettishly, with a The aggrieved and pitiful appearance was forgiven by cheap dad and uncle, and he successfully searched for a new dagger from them, and then happily walked away with his companions.

"You really dote on her!"

Glorfindel curled his lips: "You are different, so you still have the nerve to tell me. By the way, you can give me the dagger she wants."

"Why? You are her father!"

"I'm poor!"

Elrond was at a loss for words. He felt that Glorfindel and Kleist could become father and daughter. There must be a reason for it. It is rare for two people to take shamelessness for granted.

Kleist and his companions walked unsteadily for a long time before arriving at the dwarf camp. Kleist, who was used to the living environment of the elves, was not used to it when he first arrived at the dwarf camp. They were noisy and disturbing. Kleist frowned unconsciously, her serious and indifferent appearance made the dwarves feel bad.

Of course the dwarves all recognized Kleist, but they didn't know what she was trying to do with her sudden appearance here, so they all stopped what they were doing and stared at Kleist and his group. It made Kleist and the others very depressed. The dwarves were still singing when they came in, and they looked like they were about to fight. Why, they are not welcome, do you have any opinions on them?

The atmosphere froze for a moment, and they didn't feel good about each other.Kleist felt that the dwarves did not welcome him.The dwarves felt that Kleist was too strong, and they appeared here with a displeased face to find fault, perhaps to support the elves.There was some secret competition between each other, and it was not until the leaders of the dwarves came that this misunderstanding was broken.

"I don't know why you are here?" one of the oldest leaders with a solemn expression and a gray beard asked kindly.

This made Kleist feel better, at least the dwarf didn't have the strange hostility before, so he replied with a smile: "Yes, I want to ask you for help."

The leader understood, and after nodding, he invited Kleist and the others to the tent, which was the same as their residence. Although the dwarves were one of the shortest races in Middle-earth, the place where they lived was decided to be the most spacious and tallest in Middle-earth. The buildings here are the same, and the tents here are no shorter than those built by the tall elves.

After exchanging pleasantries, Kleist and the others sat under the dwarves and began to speak out their request.

Kleist: "That's right. I broke the magic staff that the dwarves made for me in the previous battle. I'm here this time to ask for your help. Please help me make one."

The dwarf leader asked: "It's no problem, don't worry, we will definitely help you complete it." For the dwarves, Kleist came to them specially to make a staff, which is an affirmation of their craftsmanship. It’s okay to ask them for help. I must think that their craftsmanship is better than that of elves.The leader discussed privately with the other dwarves and asked, "What material is the staff you want, and what are your requirements?"

"Same as this one," Kleist took out the remaining half. Of course, she had already removed the jewel in the middle and sealed it in a box.