Magic Journey from Hogwarts

"It's just a legend." Dwalin laughed. "That's all."

"No, all the legends are based on facts." Aaron said seriously, "They are the aborigines of Changhu Town, and no one knows the authenticity of the legends better than them."

"Okay, even if it's true, Smaug's left wing is injured, but what about the Black Arrow?" Dwalin raised his eyebrows, "There's still one Wind Crossbow left, but I bet no one owns the Black Arrow, even Just one."

Aaron:  …

You may need Black Arrow, but I don't necessarily.

"What are you talking about?" Bud frowned, "Why do you care so much about the dragon?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Thorin looked directly at him, "You took our money, but what about our weapons?"

"Wait here."

After speaking, Bud walked down the stairs.

"Hey!" Aaron shook his head, "Sorin, you have to be mentally prepared and don't have any expectations."

Thorin smiled far-fetchedly, and he also understood that Bard might not be able to produce any magic weapons, but he couldn't help it at this time, as long as it wasn't too bad, they would just let it go.

After a while, Bud came back with a wet black bag.

The bag made a clanging sound when it was placed on the table, and Sorin and the others couldn't wait to open it.

"Damn it!" Aaron's eyes twitched slightly, "I've lowered my lower limit as much as possible, but these things still refreshed my lower limit.

May I ask, can these things be sold for a gold coin when they are brought to the market? "

Bud was silent for a moment, then nodded in confusion.

Aaron held his forehead speechlessly, and he guessed something from Bud's expression.

These things are certainly not worth a gold coin, but in Long Lake Town they are worth this price.

"What is this?" Thorin asked, picking up a 'weapon' with claws.

"A spear hook, repurposed from an old harpoon."

"What about this?" Kili picked up a black hammer.

"We call it the Hammer Hammer. It's modeled after a smithy hammer. It's heavy in the hand, but better than nothing for self-defense."

The dwarves looked at each other in blank dismay, and had to admit that these things were indeed Lei's, and they were tender on the outside.

"We give you the money to buy weapons, and what we want are real knives and real guns." Ge Luoyin gave a bad review, because these 'weapons' except for a small part of the tip, the rest of the material It's all wood.

"This is simply child's play." Bofur threw the weapon in his hand on the table dissatisfied, and so did the others.

"You can't find anything better than the armory in the town." Bud said helplessly, "All the real guys are locked in the armory."

"All the real guys?" Aaron thought of something, and sneered: "Your mayor is such a bastard. If I guessed correctly, he is worried that someone will revolt and oppose his rule!"

"Thorin, why don't we take these and go?

I can do it with my bare hands, and so can you. "Bahrain said, but he didn't realize that when he heard the name 'Shorin', Bud's brows frowned slightly.

"Let me tell you, we're leaving now."

"You can't go anywhere." Bud put away his treasured 'weapon', "There are spies watching this house, and even all the piers in the town may be watched, you have to wait until dark."

Everyone exchanged glances and did not raise any objections.

At this time, Aaron found that Qili sat down slowly, and there was no trace of blood on his pale face.

"Mr. Bard, I hope you can get the medicinal materials I want as soon as possible."

Bud nodded, walked out of the house, and leaned against the fence.

He repeatedly chanted Sorin's name, and his mood gradually became heavy.

Suddenly he thought of something, turned his head to look at the towering mountain, and only then realized what purpose the dwarves in the room had.

At this moment, the door opened, and Barn looked at his father, "Dad."

"Don't let them leave." Bud said in a hurry and was about to go down the stairs.

"Wait, father." Bain pointed to the room, "Aaron said he would go with you."

"What? Doesn't he know that there are people watching outside?"

"So I changed my outfit." Aaron came out wrapped in a thick scarf, and wore a hat on his head, and even changed his clothes into Bane's.

"I'm a serious human being, with only one third of my face showing, no one should be able to recognize it."

"You...as for?"

"Extremely so." Aaron said seriously, "Kili can't hold it any longer, I, a doctor, need to prepare all kinds of herbs, and maybe I have to test the medicine for that unlucky thing.

Besides, I have to pay for it for you, after all, I don't know how much I'm going to buy.

Of course, I will pay you for leading the way. "

"Come with me, let's go faster."

Bud took Aaron to the only pharmacy in Changhu Town. Although he had some psychological preparations, the pharmacy managed to break through Aaron's psychological defense.

Although Changhu Town is dilapidated, its scale is not small, but the only place that can cure diseases and save lives is not even comparable to a small clinic.

Smelling the pungent smell inside, Aaron couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "There should be a lot of people who die of diseases in Changhu Town every year!"

"The environment is a bit poor, but we can count on this place to save our lives at critical times." Bud said and knocked on the counter.

"Hey! Bud, do you want to buy something?" A fat man asked.

"What do you want to buy?" Bud asked Aaron.

Aaron looked at the dozens of herbs on the medicine shelf, thought for a while and said in a deep voice, "All of them."

"No." Bud stopped immediately, "There is more than one patient in the town, you bought all the medicine, what will the common people do?"

"I didn't think about it." Aaron said embarrassingly, "Well, give me a double portion of everything.

Anti-inflammatory, fever-reducing, pain-relieving, etc. come for three people, this is the head office, right? "

"Okay, of course, but..." the fat man looked at Bud, "The price is not cheap."

Aaron slapped ten gold coins on the counter, "Is it enough?"

"It's enough, it's definitely enough." The fat man happily accepted the gold coins, and his family won't have to worry about it this winter.

When the sun was about to set, the two came out of the pharmacy.

Aaron was carrying a large package, which was filled with all kinds of medicinal materials, as well as a set of casserole as an extra gift from the pharmacy owner.

Walking on the road, the voices of townspeople talking fell into the ears of the two of them.

"A group of dwarves appeared out of nowhere, with beards and fierce eyes. I've never seen anyone like that."

"What are the dwarves doing here?"

"This is a prophecy, a prophecy about the Turin dwarves."

"The old legend appears to be true."

"A huge treasure of gold and silver."

"Is this true? Is the King of Silver Spring coming back?"

......

Listening to these words, Aaron's face became more and more exciting.

He knew that it would be a matter of time before he was exposed, but it was too soon, and he was really caught off guard.

If the townspeople know about it, the mayor will know about it soon, and there will probably be a lot of twists and turns if they want to leave.

"Prophecy? King of Silver Spring, King of Stone Carving..." Bard murmured with a heavy face, "King of the Lonely Mountain."

He quickly pulled Aaron into an alley, and asked straight to the point: "Who are you guys?

Those dwarves are not going to the Iron Hills, they are going to the Lonely Mountain, right? "

"Uh... guess what?"

"I'm not in the mood to joke with you, I heard his name, Thorin.

I have seen in a tapestry the family of the king under the mountain, Thorne, Thor, and finally Thorin.

If it is true, then you must not go to the Lonely Mountain. "

"Why?" Aaron asked puzzled, "Are you worried about that dragon?"

"Yes." Bud admitted frankly, "People in the town don't understand, but I do.

The prophecy is that bells of joy will ring to celebrate the return of the King of the Lonely Mountain..."

"Sounds good, the King of the Lonely Mountain will return to his kingdom."

"But there is still the second half." Bud said anxiously, "however, everything in the world will be wiped out, and the long lake will eventually be wiped out."

"Ahh!" Aaron swallowed, and subconsciously looked at the lonely mountain not far away, "It seems that things are getting a little big!"

He doesn't know how angry Smaug is when he wakes up, but Changhu Town is next to the Lonely Mountain. With the flying speed of a dragon, he can fly over in less than a minute, and with the destructive power of a dragon, he can make this town within half an hour The town was in ruins, and it seemed inevitable that people would die under the baptism of dragon flame.

"I understand now." Bud said complicatedly, "This is the real prophecy. I can't let you go to the lonely mountain."

"But you can't stop them." Aaron said, "We have encountered countless crises along the way, ogres, orcs, skin changers, and even elves.

But none of them stopped, and these dwarves would risk their lives to achieve this goal.

Now that the Lonely Mountain is right in front of you, do you think it is possible for you to let them give up just one step away?

Besides, Bilbo and I have also signed a contract, and we will not give it up. It can even be said that I am here for Smaug. "

"You, you... are really unreasonable." Bud was furious, and he pulled Aaron back, "I have to try anyway, it's best if I can persuade you, if I can't persuade you... ..."

"You can't beat us." Aaron looked at him sympathetically, "There are so many of us, fifteen of us!

And it is in your family, for the sake of three children, you will definitely not choose to use force to solve the problem. "

"But I will let everyone come and reason with you. The townspeople will definitely not let you go if they know the prophecy."

"That's not necessarily true." Aaron thought in his heart, not having the heart to hit him.

There are no dragons in the conversation of the residents of Changhu Town, but only the return of the King of the Lonely Mountain and countless gold and silver treasures.

Human nature can't stand the test, and most people only want to believe what they want to believe.

More importantly, the living conditions in Changhu Town are not generally bad. A huge treasure is enough to change all this, and they will selectively forget the crisis.