Magic Journey from Hogwarts

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

It turned out that Bilbo still underestimated the dwarves.

Although he had some mental preparations, seeing the food in his food cabinet being emptied by dwarves one after another, and he couldn't stop him, he still couldn't help feeling a little sad and indignant.

Especially when a chubby dwarf took three pieces of [-]kg cheese and walked past him, he felt that his cognition seemed to have a layer of shadow.

"That's Grandpa Mungo's chair...and this too, put it back...

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

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

After the food, some antique furniture did not escape the claws. 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 with a tea set.

"Thank you, Dolly, just some wine."

Gandalf helped tidy up the dining table and walked to the hall, counting with his fingers, "Fili, Kili, Oin... Gloin, Dwalin, Balin... Bifur, Bofur, Bombur... ..Doli, Noli, Oli..."

"Don't count, twelve dwarves," Aaron interjected, "but it looks like they haven't all come yet."

"It's not here yet?" Bilbo felt that his heart couldn't bear it, and he was afraid that he would hear the doorbell again.

"No." Aaron shook his head with certainty, "These dwarves are young, middle-aged, old, and may have different occupations, but they all have one thing in common."

"Greedy?"

"Of course not, it's a man, and he's also prepared a weapon.

It's 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 the leader. "

"Indeed, we lost a dwarf." Gandalf said with some concern.

"He's just late." Dwalin leaned on the door and said, with an undeniable confidence in his tone, "He will arrive after attending the clan gathering in the north."

Then he walked up to Aaron, "Gandalf said that he wanted to add someone temporarily. I was reluctant in my heart, but you and I thought something different."

Aaron smiled far-fetchedly, "It's better if you are reluctant, I have no intention of going, and Gandalf didn't discuss it with me at all."

"It doesn't matter, there is no more for you, and no less for you."

Aaron:  …

Who is this looking down on?

"Mr. Gandalf, the small glass of red wine you want." Dolly came over with two glasses of red wine, "The fruity aroma is very strong."

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

"It's not bad." Aaron smacked his lips, "Bilbo, did you make this wine yourself?"

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

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

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

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

Gandalf sat with the twelve dwarves, enjoying food and wine to their heart's content.

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 away by an army of locusts, which made him even more upset.

"Would you like a drink?" Aaron handed him a glass of ale. "It's a good way to get rid of your worries."

"Thank you!" Bilbo took a swig angrily. "Damn dwarves, eat mine, use mine, and make such a mess in my house. It's too much."

"Correct me, it's not the dwarves, it's Gandalf." Aaron said solemnly, "The old bastard borrowed your Bag End and your food to entertain his dwarf friends.

I hate this kind of generosity to others, and we should protest severely. "

"True," Bilbo nodded approvingly, "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 it, his face instantly became extremely exciting.

"IOU? Isn't that appropriate?"

"Why is it inappropriate, paying for meals is justified.

I wrote down this list one by one. I dare not say that it is exact, but it can also minimize your losses.

At least, you can feel better. "

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

And the Baggins family has some friendship with him. Old Tuke likes his fireworks very much, and my mother respects him very much. "

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

......

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

Bilbo blocked Gandalf, the boredom on his face was clearly visible.

"Why are you so angry?"

"Ask knowingly." Aaron handed the list to Gandalf. "Mr. Baggins decided not to allow you to compensate him for the loss, 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 kind of fun."

"I don't want to get used to it." Bilbo tugged at Gandalf's sleeve and pointed to the floor. "Look at my kitchen, the carpet is covered in mud, the pantry has been swept out, not to mention the bathroom. .”

"There is still 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 used my tablecloth as a rag, it's knit, handmade."

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

Aaron held his forehead and shook his head, "Put it back wherever you took it!"

Ouli was stunned for a moment, but they took at least a hundred plates, and they didn't remember that clearly at all.

"Here, Oli, give me the plate."

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

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

However, the dwarves passed and cleaned the dishes in their own way as if they didn't hear it.

The sound of knocking knives and forks together with the improvised rap formed a set of melodies without any sense of disobedience.

"Forget it! It can't be stopped." Aaron comforted, "If something is really damaged, I will help you fix it."

"You still know this?" Bilbo looked at Aaron unexpectedly, "Wait, didn't you lose your memory?"

"Hmm...but I always remember some things." Aaron nodded his temple, "My ancestors should have been tinkerers."

"I'd better go and see my antique tableware!"

Bilbo made his way through the pile of dwarves, and when he came to the dining table, he saw that there was a neat pile of cutlery, and there was no dirt on it.

The work efficiency of the dwarves is still very high, and the hobbit hole was cleaned up within a few minutes.

Except that the food was wiped out, the rest of the place was the same as before they came.

boom!boom!

This time it was not the doorbell, but a simple and rude knock on the door.

Everyone fell silent and looked at the door in unison.

Gandalf took a puff of cigarette and said in a deep voice, "He's here."

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

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

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

"Gandalf, you didn't say it was easy to find.

I got lost twice, and would never have found it if it hadn't been for the sign on the door. "

"So... now we're all here." Aaron raised his eyebrows, "No. 13 dwarves."

"Bilbo Baggins, Aaron Gaius, let me introduce the leader of this time," said Gandalf, "Thorin Oakenshield."

"So, this is a hobbit." Thorin looked at Bilbo with some disdain, and then turned his more disappointed eyes on Aaron, "Gandalf, you didn't tell me that the temporary addition 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, and I haven't experienced it for a long time.

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

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

"What's wrong with the child? Who didn't come from the child." Aaron straightened his back unconvinced. If he didn't understand the situation in this world, he would teach Thorin to be a dwarf every minute.

"Hmph!" Thorin sneered, "Do you have combat experience?"

"There should be some!" Aaron looked at Thorin with some uncertainty, "It shouldn't be a problem for one to hit three."

"Axe or sword, what is your weapon?"

"Sword!"

"Indeed, the ax is quite a challenge for you."

how about you?Bilbo Baggins. "

"I'm pretty good at chestnuts anyway," said Bilbo with some complacency, "but I don't see what it has to do with it."

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

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

Aaron and Bilbo, who were at a loss, couldn't squeeze in, so they could only choose to listen.

"How's the party in Eredron, are you all here?" Balin asked.

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

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

"Of course, Thorin is..."

"Bahrain." Sorin glared at Bahrain, and he closed his mouth resentfully.

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

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

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

"They said the expedition was our own business."

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

Bilbo took a candle, and in the light of the candle he saw clearly the name of the place Gandalf pointed to, "The Lonely Mountain."

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

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

"This is the dreaded Smaug, the greatest and most savage beast of all ages," said Nori. "You may not go if you are afraid."

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

The corners of Gandalf's mouth raised slightly. He thought he would have to spend more time talking, but he didn't expect Aaron to cooperate so much.

"Aaron." Bilbo tugged at his sleeve. "Do you know what you're talking about?"

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

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

Stepping through the iron shoes, there is nowhere to find it, and it takes no effort to get it!

Cruel, there is no sense of guilt in killing, powerful, maybe there will be other characteristics after the dragon slayer crystal is activated.

All in all, don't compete with me.

"Son, you may not know the horror of Smaug." Balin said seriously, "The dragon is a monster that breathes fire, its teeth are as sharp as blades, its claws are sharp and long, and its body is covered with indestructible scales."

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

He himself raised a dragon. Although he is still in his infancy, he has eaten and lived with him for more than two years. He dares to say that no one present has this experience.

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

"Well done, Oli."

"Sit down now."

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

Seeing this, Aaron involuntarily frowned.

Dragon slaying did not rely on self-confidence. He didn't know what Oli's weapon was, but he knew very well that Fili's sword would definitely not be able to break through the dragon's defense.

As for other people, let alone, it is estimated that they are half a catty, and some of them don't even carry weapons.

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

"Sorry to interrupt." Aaron raised his hand, "There are fourteen people, fifteen including Gandalf, it is not ruled out that Bilbo will also join.

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

"That's right." Philip nodded in agreement, "Maybe we are not many in number, but we are all fighters, and we will die."

"That...sorry, I might have to interrupt again.

It may be a bit serious for me to rest until I die. I will do my best to help you within the scope of my ability, but the ugly thing is up front. If your life is in danger, then... you can only retreat strategically. "

Crowd:......

What he said somewhat disturbed the morale of the army.