Comprehensive HP on the Possibility of Dual Cultivation of Magic and Martial Arts

Since Galadriel allowed Mirkota to enter the elf library, Mirkoda and Voldemort have been in it all day.Mirkoda was looking for information about holy water and whether there was any discrepancy between what he had learned and how the potion brewing method in Middle-earth was.

Voldemort looked at Mirkoda for a good look, and this time Mirkoda's magic riot stimulated him a lot.When Mirkoda was in a coma, except for special events, he basically sat by the tub containing Mirkoda.The day Milkoda woke up, if Voldemort hadn't been called by Gandalf to treat his wounds, then he would have been the first person to find out when Milkota was awake.Now that Mirkoda is awake, Voldemort has turned into a loyal dog, following Mirkota's buttocks every day, except sleeping next to Mirkoda at night, he will follow closely wherever he goes.Even when Mirkoda was taking a shower, he would squat at the door of the bathroom, unable to go away.

Voldemort was indeed greatly stimulated.When resisting the ring spirits, Voldemort discovered that the setting of the ring spirits is very similar to the dementors. Whether it is a physical wand or a spiritual spell, they have no effect on them. The only thing that can resist them is the Patronus. cursed.It's a pity that the Patronus Charm requires concentration and thinking about the happiest thing in your heart.What joy could he think of?Death Eaters couldn't use the Patronus Charm, and as their master, he couldn't use such magic, all he could do was destroy.Unexpectedly, Mi Ke also noticed this, and summoned the patron saint to block the attack of the ring spirit.

Gandalf said that Mirkoda saw that they were all injured and was aroused to passive protection, so she resonated with the Ring of Water, absorbed the power of water and covered them in a protective barrier.The same as absorbing the power of wind before, Mirkoda's magic power rioted.But in order to protect herself, (Vudy, did you forget that there are Gandalf and the Elf Queen next to you?) She has been suppressing the magic riot, blocking herself until those two unreliable guys come support.Even the Death Eaters didn't treat him like this, including the so-called most loyal servants-Bellatrix and Rodolphus.

Seeing Mirkoda's life and death fainted on the ground, the barrier also broke.At that moment, Voldemort's mind was so distraught that he couldn't help pulling out his wand, using this positive magic for the first time in his life.Want to protect her, want to protect her.This idea has been deeply imprinted in his mind, and the white light gathered by the wand is getting stronger and stronger.When Voldemort came back to his senses and saw the same polar bear as Mirkoda, he stared blankly as it kept charging towards the Ringwraiths.Voldemort never thought that he would be so impulsive, and he never thought that Milkoda would have such a great influence on him.If Dumbledore saw it, he must not believe that Tom, who has never understood love, would have a Patronus.

Voldemort ran over to pick up Mirkoda, but was surprised to find that she was disappearing bit by bit, no, not disappearing, but fading, and her body gradually became as transparent as ice. He hurriedly took Mirkoda in a huge The Eagle came to Lothlorien with Gandalf and Galadriel, fearing that one step would be irreversible.Milkoda's body has completely turned into an ice sculpture. If Gandalf hadn't repeatedly assured that there were still signs of life, and the magic power fluctuated greatly, Voldemort thought that Milkoda was dead.

At the moment when the giant eagle landed, Voldemort breathed a sigh of relief, finally arrived, and Mirkoda was saved.Unexpectedly, it was too early to let loose. Rose Lorien has been protected by the ring of water Nanya, the elf queen Galadriel. The water element here is more abundant, which is very suitable for triggering a magic riot.Voldemort watched as Mirkoda in his arms gradually softened, melting like jelly, and finally turned into a puddle of water and passed through his arms, leaving nothing but his clothes.Fortunately, Gandalf reacted in time, and used a leaf of Wang Lily to catch Mirkoda, who had turned into a puddle of water.

Voldemort was confused. In this other world, he had always been with Mirkoda.Now Milkota suddenly turned into water, leaving only clothes to make him think about others.Without Mirkoda, what else can I do if I still want to go?Without the direction and motivation to move forward, Voldemort stayed in the tree house all day, staring at the pot of Mirkoda in a daze.He still had a glimmer of hope in his heart. Since Gandalf, as Maia and as a god, said that Mirkada was still alive, it didn't matter if she could come back, even if she became a water elf. (Mirkoda: You are the water elf, and your whole family is water elves! You are the one who grew up in water!)

Voldemort's room was next door to Mirkota's, and Voldemort folded her clothes, rings and wands into a box and carried them with him.If Milkoda wakes up, she will definitely summon her wand, so that even if she is not by her side, she will know when Milkoda wakes up.Fortunately, Voldemort didn't have to wait too long. She finally woke up after sleeping for a week.

However, when the spell and the holy water were almost studied, Mirkoda and Voldemort were called by Gandalf to help.The dwarf team headed by Thorin regained the Lonely Mountain and released the dragon Smaug, which is wreaking havoc on Long Lake town.

"The voice is loud." Mirkota rubbed his throat, and shouted at Smaug who was flying around in the sky and wreaking havoc, "Hey, big lizard! Long time no see!"

Smaug, who was irritated by Bilbo, was baptized by the hot golden water again, and vented his anger to the humans in Long Lake Town angrily, ignoring Milkoda's shouting at all.

Mirkoda sighed: "This is going to die, nine cows can't be pulled back! Isn't this looking for bad luck?" Fortunately, the most important thing in Changhu Town is water, and a large amount of water elements can resist it. The flames of Smaug helped the residents of Long Lake Town buy a lot of time to escape.

The sharpshooter Bud is already in place, sharpening his knife and rattling at the pigs and sheep... no, sharpening his arrows rattling at the dragon.

As expected of an ancestral handicraft, Mirkoda admired Bud's accuracy. Once the black arrow is shot, who will compete with it.Then a sister Lin fell from the sky, drawing a cross, and Smaug.

After all, Smaug is also a giant dragon of more than 100 meters, with a height of several kilometers and a weight of thousands of tons.According to Newton's second law: the magnitude of the acceleration of an object is proportional to the force, inversely proportional to the mass of the object, and proportional to the reciprocal of the mass of the object; the direction of acceleration is the same as that of the force.As well as a series of formula calculations, if this product falls, it will definitely cause a natural disaster that is N times the power of a stone and stir up waves, and the degree of damage is close to a 250-magnitude earthquake.What if I hit a child?Even if you can't hit the children, it's not good to hit the flowers and plants!

After swiping a lot of nonsense on the screen, Mirkoda and Voldemort made a move, several floating spells plus Mirkoda's wind element blessing.

Phew~, pop!

The two managed to handle it with ease.

"Hey, lizard, is it still alive?" Mirkoda pulled a tree as thick as a bowl and poked Gu Smaug, but it was too thin to feel it. "Dead or not? Squeak?"

"Squeak!" Smaug opened his eyes and looked at Milkoda, "A girl who can cook barbecue?"

"..." Mirkoda turned around to leave with a paralyzed face, thinking that it was better for her to ignore this foodie.Co-author, in its eyes, its own character design is to know how to barbecue?

"Don't go." People speak well when they are about to die, and Smaug, the middle-earth dragon, is no exception: "I received the roast leg of lamb that you asked that thief to send."

"What?" Mirkoda looked back at him.

"It's just too little..."

Mirkoda: ...you'd better die.

"Anyway, I'm going to die if I get shot by the black arrow. I'll leave my body to you. Anyway, I'm also the last giant dragon. Even if I die, it's still of great use value. It's cheap for you!"

Mirkoda flipped through the cookbook solemnly, and refused: "No! I don't think it's an advantage at all. The dragon meat is too tough, and the taste is not good!"

Smaug: "...(·_·;) You foodies!"

Voldemort: "Fuck off! You're a foodie too! You're both in the same boat!"

"Okay!" Mirkoda thought for a while, since fly legs are also meat, and a dragon of this size is quite rare, so she agreed.Sitting and waiting for Smaug to die, but feeling that sitting was too boring, he took out a large pile of blunt knives, blunt axes, and daggers that had been dumped from Moria, and a whetstone.Under Smaug's nose, "Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Shua Swah" began to sharpen the knife.

Smaug: ...Bastard!

Voldemort: This is really... cheap!

"Swish, swish, swish, swish..."

Mirkoda kept her ears shut and devoted herself to the single cycle of "Sharpening the Scissors ~ Cutting the Kitchen Knife".

"Swish, swish, swish, swish..."

Smaug felt that even if he was going to die, he should die with dignity. I handed over my body to you, but what do you mean by sharpening your knife in front of me, you little bastard?

"Little girl, what are you doing?" Smaug, who was abused, asked with difficulty regardless of the pain in his heart.

Mirkoda looked at it innocently, but the words in his mouth were extremely annoying: "Ah! Sharpen the knife~."

Voldemort wanted to warn Smaug not to ask any more questions, he would be easily pissed off.After thinking about it, it was wrong to disturb Mirkota's interest because of a dying dragon.

"reason!"

"Well... there is a saying that sharpening a knife is not a woodcutter. As a dragon with high defense, ordinary weapons will definitely not cause any harm to your body. It just so happens that I have a weapon from a dwarf. Except for a little bit of rust, there are no other major problems. It is definitely a must-have product for home travel and killing people. In order to be able to peel and cramp completely and without damage in a while, do you need to make some preparations in advance~" Mirkoda Preaching and dispelling doubts, what he said is justified.

"So you sharpen your knife in front of me?" Smaug was so angry, thinking that he had never abused others like this when he caught the thief who stole his treasure, and basically swallowed it in one gulp.

"Or else?" Mirkoda tilted her head to look at it, her hands kept working, and she was still torturing the dying dragon.

Smaug wished he was dead so he wouldn't be tortured by this bastard.

"What if your desire to survive is aroused, and you slow down?" Mirkoda said "I'm thinking of you".

"Then do I have to thank you! Thank you! You!" If I couldn't move myself, I really wanted to kill this bastard with a breath of the dragon!

"You're welcome!" The answer was at ease.

Smaug regretted it. Why did he leave his body to this locust?Doesn't your heart ache?

Milkoda Locust Williams said: No!Bracket laugh~

Waiting for all the tools to be sharpened, Smaug finally died.Mirkoda, who was extremely skilled in manipulative skills, hurried up and down by himself, and quickly bled, descaled, skinned, cramped, deboned, and fleshed out the dragon, and even marked out a special place in the ring to put it in categories.

After cleaning up the scene, Mirkoda scratched the ground with a branch and said to Voldemort, "Voddie, do you still remember this place?"

"Ok?"

"This is where we landed in Middle Earth after we got sucked into the vortex." Mirkoda pulled out a rope and bound Voldemort.

Voldemort was confused: "Mike, what do you want?"

"Hurry up!"

"You tie me up tightly, how can I pull out my hand to catch you?"

"Ahahaha! That's right! Let me hold on to you. Fudi, let's go home!" Mirkoda wrapped the other end of the rope around his arm a few times and tied it tightly.

"Upro, Osteen, Tumpers!"

The storm rose suddenly, and a vortex appeared at once, sucking the two of them into it.

The author has something to say:

I finally went back, and the three chapters I originally planned were fully extended by four times.I'm drunk too!