Magic Journey from Hogwarts

"Gallian, you old bastard, we're almost done."

"Those empty casks should have been sent to Aesgalos hours ago, and the boatman is waiting!"

"Complain all you want, our king has a bad temper, and he has really good taste in wine."

"Come, Elros." An elf handed a bottle of red wine to Elros, "Taste."

"I still have to supervise the dwarves." Elros took out a bunch of keys helplessly.

"They are locked, where can they go?"

Elros thought the same, hung the key on the wall, turned around and had a drink with his friends.

Bilbo squatted bored behind a big wine barrel until he heard a snoring sound before he crept out and took the key from the wall.

He himself didn't expect that everything would go so smoothly. He got the key and found the exit, which was the passage for transporting the empty wooden barrels.

In addition, this is also a wine cellar, which just meets Groyin's requirements.

He was really helpless with weapons, ordinary weapons were locked in the arsenal, and he couldn't get in at all, even if he got in, he couldn't take out so many things.

As for the beast-biting sword and wand in Legolas' hands, he wasn't sure about getting them from the elf prince who was highly skilled in martial arts.

Bilbo didn't stop, and quickly returned to the cell.

The dwarves were amazed to see the key in his hand, and they did not expect that he had completed the task so quickly.

"Find the exit?" Aaron asked.

Bilbo nodded as he opened the dwarf's cell, "I found it. There are no guards on that road. If there is no accident, we should be able to pass safely."

"That's good."

"The road below, follow me." Bilbo lowered his voice, and the dwarves spontaneously followed him in a row, but when they reached the wine cellar, everyone was dumbfounded.

The elf who was supposed to watch over the dwarves was sleeping soundly on the table, next to a pile of empty wine bottles.

"I can't believe it, we're in the wine cellar." Kili was both excited and puzzled.

Ge Luoyin pointed to the empty bottle on the wine table, with a regretful expression on his face, "Unfortunately, there are no ready-made bottles."

"You should lead us out instead of going deeper and deeper." Bofur said depressingly.

"Is there a secret passage, or a secret room?" Aaron was thoughtful, because his family's wine cellar was like this.

Bilbo nodded, and then led everyone to a pile of empty barrels, "Climb into the barrels, everyone."

"You're crazy, they'll find us," said Dwalin, looking at Bilbo angrily.

Just as Bilbo was about to say something, the voice of "they escaped" came from above, and some elves found that they had escaped from prison.

"There's no time to explain. You must believe me," said Bilbo anxiously. "Please."

"Do as he says."

Thorin gave an order, and the dwarves got into the barrel one after another.

Aaron also got in, and he heard the sound of running water from under the floor, and he understood Bilbo's plan at once.

"Be prepared, there may be a dark river below us."

"It's much safer to walk by water than by the gate." Bilbo said as he pulled the switch, the plank tilted slowly, and all the barrels on it rolled into the underground river.

Just as Bilbo was about to go, the planks returned to their original shape.

The switch remained on, and the guard's footsteps were getting closer and closer. Bilbo was at a loss and backed away in a panic.

But he took a few steps back, and the plank began to tilt under his pressure. Bilbo just slid into the passage below, but was still seen by the chasing elves such as Tariel.

Pfft!

The water splashed everywhere, and Bilbo was not so embarrassed by grabbing a barrel.

Drawing out the dark underground river is a small waterfall.

The means of transportation for everyone is only wooden barrels, and they can only drift with the current, moving forward with difficulty along the fast-flowing water.

Seeing this scene, Legolas, who was chasing after him, immediately ordered someone to close the gate of the water channel.

With the sound of the melodious horn, the elves guarding the dam pulled the switch, and an iron gate slowly closed.

"No." Sorin yelled angrily, and he was only half a meter away from escaping.

"Ah!" Aaron sighed, and shrugged his shoulders at Bilbo in the river, "It's not that you didn't find the right way, it's just that our luck is a little bit worse.

But it doesn't matter, we are still valuable to Thranduil, he won't kill us. "

"But we will still be locked up. This time it won't be so easy to escape." Balin said bitterly.

"It's not impossible. At worst, we will follow the previous plan. After we are released, we will find a way to rob the prison. It's just that it's unknown whether we can reach the lonely mountain before the day of Turin."

"Absolutely not. We have to find a way to open the gate and pull the switch before the elves catch up." Thorin said urgently.

"I'll go." Kili volunteered and was about to paddle to the shore.

"Where are you going?" Aaron grabbed his wooden barrel. "There is a team of elf guards on it, and you are unarmed. They can turn you into a sieve with one shot at you."

"What should I do?"

Aaron hesitated, then looked back at Bilbo.

Apart from him, only Bilbo can be invisible here, and pull down the switch grandly and silently.

"It's me again?" Bilbo pointed to himself speechlessly, "Can't you?"

"My wand was confiscated." Aaron refused bluntly. He could cast spells without a wand, but there was no need to expose it.

"I believe that Mr. Snitch must know what it means to be able to do more work, right?"

The corners of Bilbo's mouth twitched. It seemed only he could do the job.

"I'll do my best!"

Bilbo sighed helplessly, and was about to dive into the water and put on the ring.

But before he could make a move, he saw a half-orc turn over the dam.

"Ahhh!" Aaron shook his head tiredly, "One wave has not settled down, and another wave will rise again!"

"Be careful, orcs are coming."

The elves found the half-orcs, decisively gave up the dwarves below, and fought with the half-orcs.

But in the face of this surprise attack, the few elves who were not prepared at all fell into a disadvantage for a while and suffered heavy losses.

"Kill them, hurry up, kill them all for me."

A strong half-orc roared from a high place, and the army of half-orcs rushed out from behind him.

"Who is that?" Aaron asked in surprise, "It doesn't feel weak, it's much taller than ordinary half-orcs."

"Borg, Orc Warlord." Balin said solemnly, "He is Asog's confidant, his strength is not inferior to Asog's, and he is considered above ten thousand among Orcs."

"Overseer?" Aaron raised his eyebrows, "Looking at the situation in which the elves are being suppressed, he is worthy of this position."

"It may not be for the elves." Ouyin said in a deep voice.

"If it's not elves, could it be us..." Halfway through the words, Aaron's face changed drastically, "Waterfake!"

As if to verify his words, several orcs jumped off the bridge and attacked everyone.

The dwarves fought back vigorously. Although they had no weapons, they could barely resist the attack with their fists alone.

Bilbo stabbed an orc to death, and Aaron took the dagger from his hand immediately, and defended himself with this crude weapon.

"My lord, I take back what I just said.

What kind of brain is this?Even if we want to intercept us, there is no need to be in the territory of the elves. Isn't it easier to wait for us to escape? Aaron was furious, but he quickly thought of something, "No, we are the main target, but he doesn't intend to let the elf go."

Bilbo, hurry up, we must get out of here quickly. "

"I really can't do it now." Bilbo looked puzzled. If it was just now, he could have taken the risk, but now he is surrounded by a pile of wooden barrels, blocked under the stone bridge, and the surrounding Austrian Ke obstructed, unable to act at all.

"I go."

Kili jumped to the bank, killed an orc, snatched his weapon, and rushed to the switch.

A distance of more than ten meters is not long, but there are four orcs blocking the road to kill him.

Fortunately, with the support of everyone under the bridge, he came to the switch smoothly.

However, at this moment, Borg released a cold arrow and shot him in the right leg.

"Qili." Fili saw his younger brother lying on the ground crying in pain, feeling extremely anxious.

"Fuck!" Aaron cursed secretly, "I'll go and have a look."

After finishing speaking, Aaron jumped onto the barrel, and stepped on the shoulders of several dwarves to the shore.

It happened that an orc climbed up the dam and found Kili with a broken leg.

As soon as Aaron threw the dagger in his hand, an arrow shot the orc in the neck.

Turning his head to look, he saw Tariel single-handedly killing him with a bow and arrow in his hand.

None of the orcs along the way were her opponents, and their lives were harvested like chopping melons and vegetables.

"What are you looking at?" Aaron patted Kili's face, "I admit that she is very sassy, ​​but you are the one who was rescued, don't you feel ashamed?"

"I don't think so." Qili smiled happily, even forgetting the severe pain in his leg.

Aaron:  …

For a nympho like you, if you get married in the future, you will probably be a strict wife.

"Stop gossiping, open the gate quickly." Sorin said impatiently.

"Okay." Aaron tossed Kili into his barrel and pulled the switch.

The crowd was washed down the waterfall, swaying left and right in the rushing water.

"The dwarves are running," growled the Borg. "Pursue."

The half-orc army immediately divided into half, and they all chased and killed the expedition team along the river.

Aaron looked at the dozen or so wooden barrels drifting farther and farther away with a dazed expression. They must have forgotten me, right?

Whoosh!

The sound of breaking through the air came from one side, and Aaron heard the sound, and decisively stretched out his left hand to grab the arrow.

"It's not so easy to plot against me." Aaron gave Borg a middle finger, turned around and chased after the expedition team, and jumped into his empty wooden barrel after running for a while.

"Don't tell me you guys forgot me again." Aaron said, looking at the crowd.

"I know you will definitely catch up." Qili smiled weakly, "None of us doubted it."

"Is your complexion too pale?" Aaron frowned slightly, looked at the arrow in his hand in a strange way, and found a strange touch of pure black on the arrow, and his pupils suddenly widened a bit.

"Kili, you, you..."

Qili's face changed slightly, and he said immediately: "I got a little injury and lost a lot of blood, which is normal."

Aaron read the pleading in his eyes, and after struggling for a moment, he threw the arrow in his hand into the rushing river.