Magic Journey from Hogwarts

Pfft!

Black blood soared into the sky.

Aaron pulled out the short knife, performed a beautiful backflip, and landed superheroically.

The thin troll let out a loud cry of pain, and threw Bombur out casually.

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

This scene stunned everyone present.

The dwarves were dumbfounded, but the next moment they cheered.

From their point of view, although Aaron was bigger than them, he was just a child, not a qualified snitch.

But he never expected his combat power to be so high. Even though it was a sneak attack, killing a troll is also a remarkable feat.

Bilbo was even more bewildered, and swallowed uncontrollably.

I have never seen such a perverted human being before, and I am still a 13-year-old child. Could it be that everything in the book is a lie?

"You killed Tom." The troll turning the grill reacted, glaring at Aaron fiercely.

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

Tom turned his head with difficulty, tears streaming down his face, and said in an extremely weak voice, "It hurts, I'm in too much pain."

"Look, I just said that he is not dead!

But the injury is too serious, and it is estimated that it will not recover in a month or two. "

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

Aaron secretly complained, and had a new understanding of how tricky the trolls are.

However, his goal has been achieved. Although the ogre is not dead, it has also lost its fighting ability and cannot move for a short time.

"Humans, or children?" The apron-wearing troll looked at the dwarves on the grill. "You're with them."

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

"What did you say?"

"Yes, Gaius, you are our snitch."

"You signed the contract."

.......

The dwarves were outraged, and quite angry that Aaron had betrayed their ranks.

"A bunch of idiots!" Aaron felt a little worried, voluntarily admitting his identity was equivalent to providing a dozen hostages to the ogre.

"Just get used to it." Bilbo shook his head, "though it's hard to get used to.

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

"Gandalf will surely return, but until he returns I must see that you are alive.

Fortunately, I didn't leave, and I didn't procrastinate like this, and I peeled my skin, why didn't you say cramp? "

"Actually, I'm going to say they have bugs and get sick from eating them."

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

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

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

Or wash it with warm water, it tastes chewy, and it won't clog your teeth. "

"Really?" Orm the Troll wiped his saliva, and was about to untie the bag.

boom!

A spoon hit him on the head.

The troll in the apron said angrily, "Is he lying to you, can't you tell?"

"But I think what he said still makes sense."

"Whether he makes sense or not, first arrest him and then talk about it."

"That's right." The ogre Orm nodded, and rushed towards Aaron.

"This knife is really difficult to use!"

Aaron flicked the blood on the knife, dodged sideways the moment Aum rushed over, and slashed his thigh with a knife.

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

The ogre wailed and threw Aaron off, then touched the black blood on his back, and immediately roared, "I'm going to peel your skin and cramps, smash your bones and make soup for you."

"What you said is really lacking in quality, but I shouldn't expect you to have any quality."

After the words fell, Aaron took the initiative to attack and swooped forward with a giant short knife in his hand.

Aum subconsciously made an arresting motion, and Aaron leaned back. The short knife cut through a layer of gray-white skin and fell into his hand.

Black blood gushed out of the circular wound. Before Aum could react, the second knife struck the back of his knee with force.

boom!

Aum knelt on one knee, then screamed and grabbed it.

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

"what!"

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

"What are you still looking at, hurry up and help."

The apron-wearing troll reacted, rushing forward with huge short legs.

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

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

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

Orm yelled, "How dare you peel my skin."

"Good fight." Qili shouted excitedly.

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

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

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

As soon as the words fell, a large fist came to his face.

Before he could lift the knife, Aaron clenched his fist and swung it vigorously.

boom!

Aaron flew upside down for more than ten meters before he barely stabilized his body, and the troll in the apron also took half a step back.

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

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

"Gaius, are you all right?" Bilbo asked worriedly.

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

Gada!

The right arm was taken back, and Aaron took a deep breath, and after a brief movement, he picked up the giant short knife that fell to the ground.

"You are not human." The ogre wearing an apron helped his companion up, looking at Aaron warily and asked.

"That's right, it's impossible for humans to have such a fast speed." Aum displayed his limited wisdom, "I know, it must be a hybrid of humans and elves."

"Impossible, if it's a mixed blood, it won't have such great strength." The apron-wearing ogre retorted, "and he doesn't have pointy ears."

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

"Everything in the book is really a lie." Bilbo muttered, and Aaron was several times stronger than the human beings he saw in the book.

The two trolls looked at each other and grabbed Bilbo.

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

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

"Damn! The most worrying thing happened." Aaron sighed helplessly, and then raised the weapon in his hand.

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

"What did you say?" The troll in the apron was a little unbelievable, "Don't you care about your companion's life or death?"

"Companions are very important, but if you put down the knife, will you let us go?"

"Of course not, do you know how difficult it is to eat some meat?" Aum said naturally.

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

"Like this.

Put Bilbo down, or I'll send him to meet..." In the middle of speaking, Aaron realized that God might not exist in this world, and immediately changed his words, "Otherwise I'll send him to die. "

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

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

"Very good, put out the fire."

"This..."

Orm was still hesitating, while the troll in the apron poured a pot of soup on the fire.

"Let him go now."

"Impossible, you only have one hostage, we have fourteen."

puff!

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

The ogre whose sky cap was opened widened his eyes, "Ram, Aum, do you want to watch me die?"

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

呲!

The dagger slowly slashed across Tom's neck, and the black blood flowed faster.

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

Tom shivered with fright, and looked at the two good brothers with begging eyes.

"To change or not to change?"

Ram was silent for a moment, "We can change up to four, no, three."

"No." Allen said firmly.

"Humans, don't push yourself too far, this is already the bottom line."

Aaron rolled his eyes, negotiating with the not-so-intelligent trolls is definitely a brain job, and trying to get their rations out of their mouths is not an ordinary difficulty.

He was hesitating whether to use magic or not, when he saw a figure in a gray robe running over, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, I agree."

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

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

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

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

"Have you chosen?" Ram said.

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

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

"Let Dawn subdue you." Gandalf shouted loudly holding the staff.

"Who is that?"

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

Gandalf raised his staff and hit the boulder hard.

The boulder was split in half, and the light of dawn shone into the dark hollow, and onto the troll as well.

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

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

Aaron threw away the weapon in his hand, knocked on the stone-turned Tom, and couldn't help sighing: "Although I have mentally prepared, I still feel a little incredible when I see 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 induction that day was indeed correct.

An ordinary-looking human child is actually capable of fighting two trolls. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed it. "

Aaron:  …

The old bastard must have been here long ago, luckily refraining from using magic.

"Don't worry, I won't ask more questions than I 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 good, he didn't even need to make up a reason.

"Would that .

"Understood." Aaron picked up the dwarf's weapon and rescued 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 asked, coming up.

"Go ahead and explore the way."

"Why did you come back?"

"Go back and find out," said Gandalf. "It's a good thing everyone's all right."

"Your snitch...isn't useless.

Bilbo was useless, but courageous. "

"And he knows how to buy time, the rest of you don't think about it."

"Perhaps!" Thorin shrugged, "but the strength of the other person is beyond my expectation."

"As I said, the contribution they can make is beyond your imagination." The old god Gandalf said, "This is the foresight of the wizard."

"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 elves." Balin walked over and said, "Thorin is asking about your identity. You are so strong that you don't look like a human being."

"Slander, this is blatant slander." Aaron patted the petrified troll angrily, "This is disrespect for my human parents."

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

Aaron raised his head proudly, and four words popped out of his mouth, "Natural power."

"What about your swordsmanship?" Sorin asked, "Not many elves can achieve such proficient body and swordsmanship."

"My ancestors once produced knights. As a descendant, it is not too much for me to learn one and a half moves!"

Bahrain and Sorin looked at each other in blank dismay, knowing that the other party was probably making up something random, but they couldn't find any reason to refute it.