Magic Journey from Hogwarts

"You have seen my sincerity, tell me now, how to restore his appearance?"

"This level of sincerity is not enough!" Aaron asked irrelevantly, "Your Highness, we are still in the cell!"

Legolas froze for a moment, "If you cure him, I will naturally release you two, in the name of the elf prince."

"Then what if your father disagrees?"

"I might disobey him for the first time!" Legolas smiled wryly.

Aaron looked at Legolas' determined expression, and nodded thoughtfully, "I can see your attitude, but your promise doesn't mean anything to me, what I need is practical action.

And your father also made the same promise, in other words, your sincerity is only one more dagger than your father's, what's the difference between this and a white wolf with empty gloves? "

Legolas was silent for a while, then raised his head and looked directly at Aaron, "What else do you want? As long as I can do it, I won't refuse."

"First of all, you must return my wand." Aaron said seriously, his tone undeniable.

"Okay, but only after it's done."

"Secondly, let the dwarves go."

"That won't work."

"Listen to what I have to say, release the dwarves except Thorin Oakenshield, is this condition acceptable?"

Hearing this, Legolas took a deep breath, "I will try my best to convince my father."

"Go ahead!" Aaron waved his hand, "Before I change my mind."

After Legolas left, the old god Aaron leaned against the cell door, "It's done, everything is under control."

"Why are you so confident?" Bilbo looked at Aaron in surprise, "The level of haggling is not like that of a child."

"I'm professionally trained."

Aaron raised his head proudly, but his mood was quite complicated.

Those cram schools were really not in vain, but recalling it is a lot of bitter tears.

"Gaius, why didn't you save Thorin?" Dewalin asked in a deep voice.

"Can you be a little wiser?" Aaron gave him a disdainful look, "The most important thing in negotiation is to know the other party's bottom line. Thorin is the treasure of the elves in Thranduil's eyes. Do you think he will let people go easily? ?

I've tried my best to fight for our interests, what else are you dissatisfied with? "

Dwalin froze for a moment, "In any case, we cannot abandon Thorin."

"I was wrong." Aaron scratched his hair, "I thought you were simply simple-minded with well-developed limbs, but now it seems that you are really brainless."

"you..."

"What are you?

If only Bilbo and I were let out, it would be the two of us who saved you bunch.

But in exchange for the conditions I just mentioned, that is, one of the fourteen of us will save Sorin.

Do you want me to tell you which one has a higher success rate? "

"This, this, this..." Dwalin spoke incoherently, hesitated for a while, and bowed solemnly to Aaron, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood."

"Didn't you say there was another way, Aaron?" asked Bilbo. "What is it?"

"What could it be? Prison escape."

"What, the more..."

Bilbo's eyes widened, and he was about to shout subconsciously.

Aaron quickly covered his mouth with his eyes and hands, "Dude, take it easy, don't invite the elves."

Bilbo nodded hastily, and said in a low voice, "Maybe I misheard, you mean escape?"

"Don't worry, I have experience.

Give me time, this cell won't stop me. "

"You still have experience in escaping from prison?" Bilbo was a little numb. "What on earth do you do?"

"Sorry, I made a mistake. I have no experience in escaping from prison." Aaron smiled awkwardly, "But the second part is true, and I am sure to escape from here."

"How to do?"

Aaron hesitated for a while, then looked at Bilbo with a smile, "Although I'm not a snitch, I know a little about lockpicking."

Hearing this, Bilbo raised his eyebrows, and silently distanced himself from Aaron.

"Intuition tells me that it's definitely not good for you to tell me this."

"Uh...I just want you to lend me something so I can pick the lock."

Bilbo smiled mischievously, "By what? It can't be the hair, can it?

It doesn't work, I tried it when I was a kid and the hair just wouldn't open the locks at all. "

"Mr. Baggins, you really have the talent to be a snitch, and you tried to pick locks with your hair when you were young?

Don't think too much, I'm not interested in your hair, I just want your sword. "

"Sting?" Bilbo was at a loss. "What do you want it for? That sword can cut through the prison door, otherwise Legolas wouldn't be so relieved to give it back to me."

Aaron didn't speak, and directly spent two magic points to buy the wine in the mall, and picked out the cork with his sting.

Groin took a deep breath and licked his lips, "Where did you get the wine?"

"Don't pay attention to those details, it's not too difficult to hide something under the eyes of the elves."

"No, I mean this wine is too mellow. I haven't drunk this kind of wine in my whole life."

"Aaron." Ouyin in the next cell stretched out his arm, "Give me a sip, just one sip."

"It's a beautiful idea." Aaron directly blocked the mouth of the bottle with his finger, "If you drink too much, you won't be able to get out even if I open the cell door.

A few people near the entrance helped me to be vigilant, and coughed when an elf came. "

After speaking, he checked the keyhole on the prison door and peeled off the cork with a sting.

Sawdust was flying, and Bilbo stared at Aaron's movements and the quick-formed wooden key in astonishment, and wiped his eyes in disbelief.

"You, why are you so proficient?"

"As an excellent chef, both knife skills and carving skills can stand the test." Aaron said solemnly.

Bilbo:  …

Who are you kidding?But I can't really find a reason to refute it.

"Dang Dang Dang Dang!"

In less than 2 minutes, Aaron had an extra key in his hand, but the second half of the key was half a piece of wood.

"Next is the moment to witness the miracle." Aaron said to Bilbo, carefully inserting the wooden key into the lock and turning it slowly.

"Success?"

Bilbo was very excited. Although he couldn't accept this kind of method, he had to admit that it was quite fragrant when he heard the 'click' sound.

Aaron nodded triumphantly, and just as he was about to open the cell door, he heard continuous coughing.

someone is coming?

Aaron was startled, quickly pulled out the key and put it on the wine bottle, and stuffed the bottle into Bilbo's arms again.

After finishing all this, he sat down as if nothing had happened, closed his eyes and meditated.

Tariel walked down the stairs, and the bored female elf stopped at the door of Kili's cell.

She watched Qili caressing a black stone lightly, and asked curiously, "What is the stone in your hand?"

"This is a rune stone.

A powerful spell was attached to it, and anyone but a dwarf who read the runes on it would be damned forever. "

Tariel was taken aback for a moment, and was about to turn around and leave.

"Maybe not." Kili said with a smile, "It depends on whether you believe in this kind of thing, but it's just a rock.

The rune stone was given to me by my mother, let me remember my promise. "

"What promise?"

"I'll go back to her." Kili played with the stone in his hand, "She's very worried about me and thinks I'm reckless."

"is it?"

"No."

When he threw the stone upwards, he accidentally fell outside the cell and was stepped on by Tariel.

Next, Tariel told Kili about the elves' love for light. She is an Eldar elf, and she likes any light, but what the wood elves like most is the bright starlight.

Tariel imagined the scene where he once walked under the starlight, and Kili also talked about the fire moon he saw.

This conversation brought the relationship between the two closer, and Tariel returned the stone to Kili.

After she left, Aaron whistled with a half-smile, "Kili, I take back what I said before, maybe you can really snatch the prince's favorite woman away."

Kili remained silent, but the upturned corners of his mouth and the slight redness on his cheeks still revealed the joy in his heart.

"But I still advise you to be realistic and don't pursue her?"

"why?"

"Your races are different!" Aaron spread his hands, "Elves can live for hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of years or even longer, but what about dwarves?

Unless your lifespan reaches the same level, you're just a passer-by in her life...

All in all, if you don't have that diamond, don't take on that porcelain job, you won't be able to grasp it. "

"Ahem!" coughed Bilbo. "Aaron, you have a good point, but it will all be nothing until we get out."

"Yes, the key."

Aaron took the wine from Bilbo, pulled out the cork, and opened the cell door, all watching.

"A breath of freedom." Aaron smiled proudly, "I just said this door can't shut me."

The dwarves laughed, and Bilbo was even more excited.

He was about to walk out of the cell door, but was quickly pulled back by Aaron.

"Don't worry, jailbreaking is a big project, and opening the door is only the first step." Aaron said patiently, "There are elves all over the outside. Once we are discovered, we will be captured soon."

"What should I do?"

Aaron patted him on the shoulder and said meaningfully: "It's up to you, Super Snitch."

Hearing the words 'Superb Snitch', Bilbo immediately realized that he could use a magic ring to become invisible, and it was not impossible to find the best evacuation route in this woodland kingdom.

"I'll find my way."

"There is still a key." Balin immediately reminded, "The key to our prison door."

"Got it, I'll take it."

"And weapons." Dwalin added. "Everything can be spared, but weapons must not be spared."

"There is still wine." Groyin said, "It would be even better if there is food."

"Hey, hey, don't go too far." Aaron couldn't take it any longer, and turned his head to look at Bilbo, whose face was darkened, "Don't listen to them, it's good luck to find the key and the way.

But if you can, get my wand back. "

Bilbo sighed helplessly, "I'll do my best!"

After leaving everyone's sight, Bilbo put on the magic ring and entered a state of invisibility.

He was careful all the way, not daring to make a sound, and after walking around for a long time, he finally found the elf holding the cell key, and followed him into the wine cellar.