hp lord of the rings still time

"I'm much better!" Kleist strongly demanded to get off the bed regardless of Thranduil's stop, she felt that there was nothing wrong with her.Kleist had had enough sleep, she looked at the sunlight shining through the tent, and felt relieved.

Kleist casually put on a short light green cloak and walked to a small square table with some fruits piled on it. She walked up and reached for one to eat while walking, but found that Thranduil had been sitting There was no movement beside the bed, and the blue eyes were silently staring at Kleist.

Kleist lowered his eyes, put down the fruit and sat beside him, put his arms around his arms, leaned his head on it and asked softly, "What's the matter, you don't look very happy."

"You think I should be happy." Thranduil gently stroked Kleist's bandaged right wrist, and carefully pulled off her sleeve to cover the marks. He still feels terrified and distressed when he thinks about it now Said: "promise me, don't do these dangerous things in the future, I will be by your side at any time, you don't need to fight alone. Before you make a decision, you should discuss with me, I always think I am you The closest people in this world." Not those wizards like you.

Kleist nodded obediently: "I know, this is the last time." She understood Thranduil's worries, so she couldn't say anything more.

Thranduil raised his eyebrows, somewhat disbelieving: "Can you guarantee it?"

Kleist looked directly at Thranduil and smiled, "I will do what I promised." Unfortunately, she is a cunning Slytherin.

It's no wonder that Thranduil cared so much about Kleist, she was always worrying, and her weird thoughts and uncertain behavior made her dangerous sometimes.But when faced with the choice of life and death, she is one of the rare people who can be cruel to herself.

On the battlefield not long ago, Kleist suddenly and spontaneously ended the conversation with Sauron, and then looked up with wide-eyed eyes without blinking, with a bewildered ghostly look that was very scary. "Claire, what's wrong with you?" Thranduil hugged Kleist nervously, stuttering, he was also frightened, he didn't know what happened to Kleister, He only dared to call in a low voice for fear of disturbing her.

The people around didn't dare to touch Kleist easily, she suddenly stopped moving like a statue, if it wasn't for her slightly heaving chest, others might think that something happened to her.

But all of a sudden, Kleist suddenly pulled out the dagger at his waist and slashed at his left index finger without warning, before everyone reacted, "Ah!" Kleist exclaimed in pain. With a sound, the whole body trembled.

"Crest!" Thranduil was stunned, he quickly hugged her tightly and grabbed her injured hand, gritted his teeth and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Quick, box!" Kleist did not answer him, but endured the pain and said to the young wizards.

Christopher Cooper and the others frantically rummaged through themselves, and in the end it was Ranrisa Bullstrode who took out a sealed box with a magic pattern, "Don't move, I'll do it." Kleist stopped the others from going. Taking the ring, he picked up his severed finger, took off the ring tremblingly with the bleeding hand and put it into the box, and quickly closed it by Langrisa Bulstrode.

As soon as Kleist's side was over, Christopher Cooper pointed to Kleist's severed fingers with his wand to connect them. When they were connected, Elrond held Kleist's left hand It was wrapped in the palm of his hand, and he slowly recited the spell. After a while, Kleist's left hand returned to its original shape.

But Kleist's face was still ugly. She rolled up her left sleeve, revealing a black wristband, and said to the young wizard, "Take it off, hurry up, and prepare something fresh."

Thranduil roughly guessed the reason, he broke Kleist's head and buried her in his chest, not looking at the next scene, kissed the top of her hair and comforted in a low voice: " It will be fine soon, be patient!"

The wristband that Kleist wore for herself was something she had seen in the abandoned torture chamber of the Holy See. Pierce directly into the flesh.In order to stay awake and reduce the impact of the ring, Kleist could only remind himself with pain.Whenever she felt that the ring was affecting her reason, she would hold her wrist tightly, and in just one day, her wrist had already been embedded in her flesh.

Christopher Cooper pointed his wand at Kleist's wristband, beside him was Severus Snape who was already holding the trauma potion, Christopher Cooper quickly removed Kleist's wristband Kleist frowned and snorted coldly, the pain distorted her facial features, she held Thranduil tightly with the other hand and whispered pitifully in his arms: "My tears are about to fall. .”

"Okay, it's all right!" Thranduil rolled his eyes and couldn't bear to look at Kleist's bloody wrist again, and comforted her softly, and patted her on the back from time to time, trying to ease her pain, even though his heart was Annoyed and unable to bear to say accusatory words.

Severus Snape quickly wiped off the hemostatic medicine, applied another layer of growth medicine, then bandaged Kleist's wrist, and said in a rare soft voice: "Okay, just don't touch the water for two days gone."

"Let's go back." Thranduil stood up holding Kleist, who was drowsy in his arms, and quickly returned to the camp with Kleist in his arms, ignoring the whispers of the people around him.

After resting for two days, Kleist was revived with full blood.As soon as she made a promise to Thranduil, she wanted to run out. Thranduil knew he couldn't stop her, so he had to send two soldiers to follow her.Now is the truce period. Although Sauron's Supreme Lord of the Rings was not found in the end, the demon army was hit hard after all. They insisted on staying in the fortress and couldn't come out, and the elves couldn't get in. The battle entered a stalemate and everyone got a little respite.

Kleist first went to the tents of the wizards, found Langrisa Bullstrode, and then went to Matthew McConaughey, and walked with them to the camp of the dwarves.Kleist's white staff broke when confronting Sauron. Except for the half of the top she was holding at the time, everything else was broken into pieces. Kleist planned to make a new one while the dwarves were looking for them. root.

Along the way, the elves or human races in the past paid tribute to Kleist or greeted her friendly.It seems that Kleist's adventure is far greater than what she expected, and she has been recognized and respected by everyone.

"Is it better?" Galadriel, who was treating the soldiers in the camp, greeted with a smile after seeing Kleist.

"I'm fine. I'm going to go to the dwarves. I won't bother you!" Kleist replied politely. Kleist was very kind in the circumstances.

Galadriel smiled and nodded. She carefully scanned Kleist's whole body, and found that apart from the light purple on her neck, she also had an unnaturally drooping left hand. Inwardly, he whispered softly: "But you still need to rest more, if you need anything, you can come to me at any time!"

"Thank you, Your Highness!" Over the years, the relationship between Kleist and Galadriel has become more and more relaxed. Even Celeborn, who has always had a lot of opinions on Kleist, became kinder to Kleist, let alone their relationship. The only daughter, Celebrion, at least looks pretty good for now, whatever their original intentions.

After saying goodbye to Galadriel, Kleist met Glorfindel and Elrond. At first, Kleist was worried that Glorfindel would beat him up. After all, he had played tricks on them very unkindly .But Glorfindel didn't advance the matter, and Elrond only cared about her body, which made the thick-skinned Kleist feel a little guilty, hugged Glorfindel and acted coquettishly, with a The aggrieved and pitiful appearance was forgiven by cheap dad and uncle, and he successfully searched for a new dagger from them, and then happily walked away with his companions.

"You really dote on her!"

Glorfindel curled his lips: "You are different, so you still have the nerve to tell me. By the way, you can give me the dagger she wants."

"Why? You are her father!"

"I'm poor!"

Elrond was at a loss for words. He felt that Glorfindel and Kleist could become father and daughter. There must be a reason for it. It is rare for two people to take shamelessness for granted.

Kleist and his companions walked unsteadily for a long time before arriving at the dwarf camp. Kleist, who was used to the living environment of the elves, was not used to it when he first arrived at the dwarf camp. They were noisy and disturbing. Kleist frowned unconsciously, her serious and indifferent appearance made the dwarves feel bad.

Of course the dwarves all recognized Kleist, but they didn't know what she was trying to do with her sudden appearance here, so they all stopped what they were doing and stared at Kleist and his group. It made Kleist and the others very depressed. The dwarves were still singing when they came in, and they looked like they were about to fight. Why, they are not welcome, do you have any opinions on them?

The atmosphere froze for a moment, and they didn't feel good about each other.Kleist felt that the dwarves did not welcome him.The dwarves felt that Kleist was too strong, and they appeared here with a displeased face to find fault, perhaps to support the elves.There was some secret competition between each other, and it was not until the leaders of the dwarves came that this misunderstanding was broken.

"I don't know why you are here?" one of the oldest leaders with a solemn expression and a gray beard asked kindly.

This made Kleist feel better, at least the dwarf didn't have the strange hostility before, so he replied with a smile: "Yes, I want to ask you for help."

The leader understood, and after nodding, he invited Kleist and the others to the tent, which was the same as their residence. Although the dwarves were one of the shortest races in Middle-earth, the place where they lived was decided to be the most spacious and tallest in Middle-earth. The buildings here are the same, and the tents here are no shorter than those built by the tall elves.

After exchanging pleasantries, Kleist and the others sat under the dwarves and began to speak out their request.

Kleist: "That's right. I broke the magic staff that the dwarves made for me in the previous battle. I'm here this time to ask for your help. Please help me make one."

The dwarf leader asked: "It's no problem, don't worry, we will definitely help you complete it." For the dwarves, Kleist came to them specially to make a staff, which is an affirmation of their craftsmanship. It’s okay to ask them for help. I must think that their craftsmanship is better than that of elves.The leader discussed privately with the other dwarves and asked, "What material is the staff you want, and what are your requirements?"

"Same as this one," Kleist took out the remaining half. Of course, she had already removed the gem in the middle and sealed it in a box.After lending the half staff to the dwarves, Kleist said: "This is made of keel, and I have brought the blueprints too. Because of the patterns carved on it, it took the dwarves of Kazadum more than a year to make it." Kung fu, but now is an emergency, I hope to speed up, as for the materials, my clan will send them over later, and there are commissions."

Matthew McConaughey took out a box from his arms, put it on the square table and opened it. There was a whole box of white pearls, full of particles and uniform in size, which looked leisurely and precious in the mid-earth where gems were everywhere.

"Wow! This is a bit precious!" The dwarf leader whispered, and then shook his head: "You don't need these, we are not willing to help you because of these pearls." When he said this, the people behind him seemed a little anxious, as if Some minded their leader's refusal too quickly.

Kleist thought it was funny, and refused, "No, it's the same as what we gave to Khasad-Dum back then. If you feel sorry, just prepare some shredded tobacco for me! We wizards like that very much!"

The dwarf leader thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay then, we will do it for you as soon as possible!"

"Thank you!"

Because all the tribes lost part of the previous battle, everyone gathered together in the next battle.But the gate of the fortress could not be conquered, and the war has been deadlocked.Kleist went back to the forest when he found time, to visit relatives who stayed there.

The elf queen Wen Ruier looked at the girl in front of her, feeling inexplicably sad. The girl who grew up in an instant many years ago was now standing in front of her. The thing they tried to avoid happened still happened. .The darkness that grew under the starry sky finally affected Kleist, even if she smiled like a flower now, she couldn't hide the haze in her eyes.Wen Ruier held back the sour eyes and hugged Kleist, and talked softly with her.

After leaving the woodland, Kleist returned to the wizarding world with the young wizards. When they returned, a fierce debate was going on in the meeting room of White Castle on the floating island.

It is mainly Tom Riddle and Millicent Barnold who are in fierce confrontation. What is more interesting is that Tom Riddle represents a powerful faction in the wizarding world. The French Cositon family and the British Black family are old-fashioned wizard families with historical power and money, and they are composed of powerful mixed blood.And Millicent Barnold represents the new wizard family and some radical half-blood wizards.As for the Muggle wizards headed by Principal Dumbledore, they have been keeping a low profile.

After Kleist entered the meeting room, the originally bustling meeting room immediately cooled down. He seemed to feel that the elders were a little embarrassed to be arguing like this in front of this group of young people.Kleist waved his wand nonchalantly to signal them to continue, then found a seat and sat down, looking at the crowd with some playfulness, but the conference room was still so quiet that even a needle could be heard.

Kleist tapped his wand and glanced at the silent wizards one by one. They were young or old, but they all had a little bit of it. When Kleist looked at them, they didn't shrink back.Kleist chuckled, lowered his eyes for a moment, looked again at the wizards who were silent because of their arrival, stood up and said in a low voice: "It seems that I came at the wrong time, you continue, but regarding the results of today's meeting, please Be sure to tell me, thank you for your hard work!" After saying that, he turned and left.

The wizard sitting there immediately got up, bowed his head and watched as Kleist left with some people.

Christopher Cooper laughed: "Okay, now you can talk freely!"

"They're afraid of me!" Kleist, who left the floating island, turned around and went to Getler Grinwald. It seemed that in the wizarding world, except for the young wizards, only the old devil could say it.

"You should be happy, proving that what you expected has been achieved!" Getler Greenwald looked at Kleist, paused and said, "Do you know why they fear you?"

Kleist moved the chess piece, nodded and replied, "Probably because I have too much killing spirit."

"I think everyone is wondering what you've been doing all this time?"

Kleist looked at Getler Greenwald and smiled smugly: "Then keep guessing!" No one wants to know, including you!