All Heavens: Transfer Students at Hogwarts

Chapter 126 One-fourth of the Gushan Treasure House

When Dumbledore showed the phone screen to the dwarves, the stubborn group of guys predictably concluded that an evil foreign wizard had locked Gandalf in the small box.

Gandalf happily held up his mobile phone and waved hello under Lind's guidance, "Hello everyone, I'm so happy to see you..."

The dwarf warrior on the side snatched it with his hand, holding the phone and rummaging around, "Where is the keyhole? Don't be afraid, Gandalf, we will rescue you right now."

Seeing that they couldn't find the keyhole, they raised their hand axes and all available weapons around them, such as Bilbo's bench, and smashed the mobile phone to pieces. The food carnival on the table was so frightened that they covered their eyes.

"No, no! Listen to me..." Gandalf struggled to explain for a long time before the dwarves understood what was going on. "In short, this Albus Dumbledore is a reliable and trustworthy person. He I will definitely help you take back Lonely Mountain."

Until they hung up the phone, the dwarves were still curious about the phone. Especially Thorin, his eyes were shining, "Friend Dumbledore, no, respected wizard Dumbledore, do you have any extra gadgets on hand? If you can provide us with one each, when we regain the Lonely Mountain , take back the treasure house, and I will exchange it for gold a hundred times its weight."

Obviously, he has realized how much influence such a communication tool can have on the war.

Dumbledore smiled thoughtfully, and Shi Shiran put away his phone, "You Muggles should keep your hands off of magic matters."

Everyone sighed with regret.

After the meal, the dwarves helped the host clear the table. They moved quickly and sang poems while working, looking happy and hard-working.

After the last plate was washed and drained in the sink, everyone regrouped in the living room. Dusk had fallen, and there were no lights in Bag End. The dwarves liked this kind of darkness, which was suitable for exiles and also resembled an underground mine. Bilbo knew they were about to talk about business. What business? It was nothing more than the lonely mountain that Dumbledore kept talking about.

"About Gushan, people all know that the industrious dwarf ancestors dug and smelted gold there. Over time, the hoarded gold coins piled up into a sea in the vast hall. Such a lot of gold is not the most precious treasure of Gushan, which makes people Also intoxicated is the legendary Arkenstone, which shines so brilliantly, like stars falling on the earth." These dwarves smoked their pipes comfortably, raised their feet, and told stories about their ancestors.

The vast amount of gold in the Lonely Mountain's treasure house was famous far and wide, and as expected, it attracted the covetousness of the dragon. The evil dragon named Smaug attacked the Lonely Mountain, drove the dwarves away, and monopolized the treasure. This deep hatred has been flowing in their blood, making them uneasy day and night.

Now, the twelve dwarves gathered here, under Thorin's call and Gandalf's encouragement, are preparing to cross the Misty Mountains and return to their homeland.

This matter is undoubtedly very difficult. There are many dangers along the way. Not only do they have to overcome the difficulties and obstacles of nature, but they are also hunted down by the orcs who have a grudge against them. Finally, when they reach the Lonely Mountain, they have to find ways to get rid of a dragon. . Back then, there were so many dwarf races in Gushan, and heroes emerged in large numbers, but they were still defeated by the dragon's flames. Now, how could these dozen civilians dare to claim victory?

The reason why an adventure is an adventure is that you often do it when you know it is impossible.

Bilbo didn't know why he had joined this conversation out of nowhere, everything that happened today was so strange and so sudden.The hobbit's petty mind was not ready for such a spectacle.

From this group of dwarves, Bilbo already knew that they had settled in the Blue Mountains to the west and lived a life of ordinary people, but what kind of desire prompted them to give up peace and embark on a dragon-slaying journey at the expense of their lives. Woolen cloth?

In the dark Bag End, the dwarves' heroic words continued to inspire Bilbo's courage. His small body was like an inflated balloon, and his chest and belly puffed out in a short while.

According to Gandalf's instructions, Dumbledore confuses people like this: "It takes a great hero to defeat the dragon, but this land has been peaceful for too long, and the warrior's sword has rusted, the ax is used to chop trees, and the shield is dismantled to make A crib. So the next best thing is a snitch, one in a million, Mr. Baggins."

The dwarves' eyes glowed in the dark, like a pack of beavers.

Bilbo's face turned red in the dark, but he was very happy that he could be of use, so he pretended to be calm and nodded, with the professional sense of an old snitch: Don't worry, leave this matter to me, I will get it done in a minute.

Everyone laughed.

Thorin said: "Well, it seems that we can embark on the journey before dawn. On this journey, some of us, or even all of us, may never come back, but we have a sure way to win." confidence……"

His words were interrupted by the hobbit's screams.

They thought Bilbo had been shot, for he sat on the ground and twitched.

Dumbledore raised his wand, "Lumos."

The room was brightly illuminated, and Bilbo's frightened and ugly appearance was clearly revealed.

His face was covered with sweat and tears, and his nose was running out. He was obviously terrified when he heard the saying that he would never return, but he said stubbornly: "I was just struck by lightning. Don't help me." I worry."

Bilbo returned to the wine cellar crying, not knowing how the dwarves would laugh at him behind his back.

After a while, Dumbledore came over.

"Bilbo, how are you?"

"I have no problem." Bilbo is already an adult hobbit. He can no longer cry like a child when he encounters something he is afraid of. "When should we set off? I'll pack my luggage."

Dumbledore sat next to him, one big and one small leaning against the barrel. "Don't put too much pressure on yourself. Bilbo, you have never participated in adventures. Can you allow me, an old man, to say a few words to you?"

Bilbo nodded.

"If you refuse to take risks, then there is no need to put yourself in danger for the sake of appearance. Gandalf decided that you would be the right candidate, because your veins flow with the blood of the Tuk hero 'Roaring Bull', the Hobbit An alien among humans, you can defeat orcs and cut off the head of the Golf Chief. He believes that you have the courage and ability."

The hobbit said nothing.

"In my opinion, you do have courage, but your comfortable life since childhood has wiped out your nature. You do not have the corresponding abilities. So, give up as soon as possible." Dumbledore's words were calm and cruel. A new adventurer's heart.

Bilbo still said nothing.

Dumbledore patted him on the shoulder, stood up, and was about to say goodbye, "Thank you for preparing this wonderful meal for us. I will not forget to remind Thorin to pay the bill."

The old wizard walked out of the wine cellar.

"Wait!" Suddenly a voice stopped him, it was a hobbit, "I think I am very suitable. Didn't they say that thirteen is an unlucky number? Count me, there are fourteen people, and then count Up to you, that's fifteen."

Dumbledore turned his back to him, showing the old educator's confident smile, and when he turned around, he had a serious face, "You really think about it?"

"That's right! Definitely and definitely."

"Okay then, please join us quickly. Thorin is signing the employment letter. For those who participate in this adventure, there will be generous rewards when he becomes the king of the Lonely Mountain."

Sorin patted his chest in the living room and said boldly, "When I take back the Lonely Mountain, I will share the wealth accumulated in the mountain with all the warriors! Except for the Aken Silmarillion, which should belong to me together with the throne, everyone else can Get a fourteenth of gold."

Bilbo tugged on Dumbledore's sleeve, "Mr. Wizard, how much would that be for one-quarter of the Lonely Mountain treasure?"

"A lot," said Dumbledore, enough to renovate Hogwarts, and leave a lot to deposit in the school's treasury.

Ah, Hogwarts has a history of thousands of years, and its operation is difficult. As the saying goes, life is not easy. The principal is a entertainer. If he can earn such a fortune, the salary level of the teaching staff will be greatly increased in the future.

The old educator smiled slightly, isn't he just slaying the dragon? Do you really think that the title of the most powerful wizard of the century is in vain? It's time to give the alien Muggles a little wizard shock.

This adventure, for the dwarves and hobbits, is a life-changing journey, but for Dumbledore, it is just a side earner.

Seeing that Thorin was about to write the contract, Dumbledore stepped forward with a smile, "I have better suggestions about the contract." He took out a stack of parchment from his arms, and the magic on it could make the defaulter pay It was an unbearable price. In this way, no one would be able to afford the money.

This adventure won't be written in detail, don't worry it will take a long time. I will try my best to explain the differences brought about by Dumbledore replacing Gandalf, and then the adventure can end. The next step should be to go back to school, or take Melina out for a walk and meet her mother Malika.