All Heavens: Transfer Students at Hogwarts

Chapter 136 I am Leeroy!

The portal opened, and a tall, blond-haired human stepped out of it. His eyes were like lightning, his arms were strong, and he had the courage to bind a black dragon with his hands.

Dragonborn travels through the world, and the black ebony armor on his body is covered with dragon scratches, as if he has just experienced a bitter battle that is famous all over the world, and everyone in the expedition team looks sideways.And his heroic courage is also appreciated in people's hearts. Although he has not been introduced, he already knows that he is a great hero.

Dumbledore stepped forward to greet him, "Mr. Dragonborn, thank you for coming."

The tall and mighty Nord man grinned, revealing a naive demeanor, "Where is the dragon?"

"It's in the mountains ahead." Dumbledore pointed to the gate of Lonely Mountain shrouded in black smoke.

The Dragonborn nodded and looked ahead. The black hole must be the dragon's lair. When the Dragonborn caught up, he would kill it cleanly.

"Let's go. Let the civilians stay here."

Dumbledore said: "They are not civilians, but warriors of the Lonely Mountain."

The dragonborn looked around the expedition team, and the dwarves he watched with his pair of blue eyes felt the urgency of being held in the claws of a dragon.

"Who are you?" Although the crown prince of Lonely Mountain is short in stature, he is as dignified as Erebor.

The Dragonborn just nodded towards him, without any intention of talking more, and turned to Dumbledore and said: "This short man, whose soul is filled with dragon's poison, will probably become arrogant and greedy. "

"Well, my dear friend, I am troubled by this."

"I can teach him the way of the Nord's roar, which is the practice used by the dragon Paarthurnax to overcome the dragon's nature and return the soul infected with the desire for power to peace."

Dumbledore was pleasantly surprised, "Then I will trouble you."

The Dragonborn stepped forward, and everyone in the expedition followed his steps, marching towards the Gate of Erebor between the two branches of the southern Lonely Mountain.

At this time, the sky was bright and a group of crows were circling and crowing on the mountainside of the main peak of Gushan.

The rushing river gushes out of the cave, washes over the pebbles on the river bed, splashes boiling foam, and branches into two branches to surround the river valley city. A shrill wind blew from the ruins of the desolate River Valley City, a city where tragedy once occurred. The air flow passed through the hollow doors and windows of the collapsed walls, whimpering and wailing. The scorched earth is covered with ashes, and the withered black tree stumps are like dead skeletons stretching out the arm bones of the earth to grasp the stars, moon and sun in the distant sky.

The dwarves and hobbits were trembling slightly.

No matter how brave a person is, facing this devastated world that seems to have been slaughtered by natural disasters, he will still tremble at the bleak fate.

Sorin and his old subordinates all remembered how they fled in panic under the threat of Longyan. They pointed to the dilapidated homeland, saying that there was a prosperous place there, a big bell rang every day, and there Human craftsmen once strolled in gold and silver in the streets of the city, and the noise of carts and horses on the hillside there brought food to the lonely mountain.

Dragon.

Flog the earth and sink the prosperous beasts.

They approached the main entrance step by step along the river, the dragon's breath flowing out there became more and more clear, and the air smelled faintly of sulfur and carrion.

"The dragon is still alive and well." The dwarf warrior stammered.

"If we enter this door and a dragon fire is sprayed towards us, we won't even have anywhere to hide."

"You go in as good people, but all you come out are ashes."

Everyone's tone became more pessimistic and desperate.

"Why don't you send someone in to investigate first? Mr. Baggins, can you do it?"

"I-I don't know."

The Dragonborn stood at the head of the river, arms folded.

"What's wrong? He's not moving." The dwarf warrior looked puzzled.

"I'm probably scared. It's no big deal. Let's run away. We don't need the treasure, but we only have one life."

"That's right, let's go back to Changhu Town to stay for a few days and make a long-term plan."

Dumbledore ignored the dwarf's frustrated retreat and just smiled and asked, "Is it right here?"

"En." The dragonborn nodded, he took a deep breath, his chest puffed up, and then let out a dull, thunderous roar.

The dragon's language from another world originally resonated with the bones of the earth, but once it was spoken, it inspired the reverberation of a great movement.

Ilúvatar had noticed his coming, was filled with joy, and introduced the roar of the dragon into his music.

"Vos, Loda!"

[Unremitting force]

The majestic and vast Gushan seemed to have turned into a drum, and the Dragonborn's roar was like a hammer. With a roar, the mountains shook and the earth echoed. Everyone in the expedition team was unsteady on their feet, fell down one after another, and screamed in terror.

The dragon Smaug was in his sleep when he suddenly felt the earth shake. The thunderous roar echoed in the belly of the mountain, like ten thousand cannons, blasting Smaug until his whole body trembled.

Smaug roared angrily: "Roar!!!" [What are you calling so early in the morning! ]

"The dragon is coming!"

"We want to die!"

"If we die together, we will bury the ashes together." The dwarves rushed into the cave with their swords and axes raised.

"I'm the Engine King!!" Bilbo screamed, uttering gibberish, and rushed in too.

The red light flashes frequently in the cave, a signal of danger that makes people shudder.

Dumbledore and the Dragonborn waited patiently at the door.

The cries of the Dwarf Expeditionary Team stretched out in the depths of the cave, getting farther and farther away, and getting softer.After a while, the screams changed from light to loud, from far to near, and the gang of dwarfs escaped again as if their buttocks were on fire.

"Oh my god! The dragon is coming!" They wished they could grow ten more legs at this moment, charging all the way, and the vigorous footsteps behind them were Smaug crawling.

The dwarves ran past the Dragonborn and Dumbledore, heading south for their lives.

Dumbledore counted silently: two, four, eight, ten, thirteen. One less Bilbo.

Bilbo Baggins was wearing an invisibility cloak and stuck to the side wall of the cave. The giant dragon passed in front of him like a mass of furious red wind, and its swaying long tail left deep scratches on the hard rock formation. The atmosphere did not dare to come out, and then the giant dragon roared at the entrance of the cave.

"Roar!—Ouch!"

Just as Smaug poked his head out of the cave, he was greeted by the fierce hammer of the Dragonborn.

The blow hit the corner of the eye so hard that Smaug burst into tears.

Dumbledore raised his wand. He wanted to test whether the dragons in this world were not afraid of magic. He hit Smaug's head with an eye curse, and it was indeed resisted by his skin.

That was easy to do, the old mage used the Transfiguration Technique, and the water of the rushing river turned into birds and flew up, and they all pounced on Smaug's mouth and nose.

The dragon's face was covered by the water, and it was suddenly suffocated.The water flowed spontaneously toward its lungs.

Smaug was furious, and a mouthful of dragon fire was still brewing in his chest, evaporating the water, and the scalding steam rushed through his body, choking the dragon to silence.

The Dragonborn laughed, "This magic works." Taking advantage of Smaug's shaking of his head, he jumped up, grabbed the dragon's horns, sat up on it, held the warhammer in his hand, and slammed it on the dragon's head.

Smaug was blocked at the door of his house and beaten severely. As soon as he opened his mouth, the wizard filled him with river water, and he had almost no power to resist.

It flew into the air angrily, and Dumbledore hurried on the broom to chase the dragon.

Everyone in the expedition team fled for a long time when a black shadow passed over the ground. Looking up, they saw a man riding on the head of the giant dragon, hovering in the sky for a while and flying eastward.

Thorin and others stopped and looked at each other.

"What do we do now?"

"Go back to Gushan! Let's go home!"

Bilbo Baggins arrived at the vault of the Lonely Mountain one step ahead of the expedition.

He witnessed a sea of ​​gold with countless treasures.

This is a wealth that can't be spent in several lifetimes.

While walking in the sea of ​​gold, Bilbo's foot kicked over a small pile of coins, and out of it rolled out a brilliant gem.

It is the Arken Silmar.

The footsteps of the dwarves sounded, and Bilbo put the Arkenstone into the wizard's pocket. He turned around and saw an extremely unfamiliar expression on Thorin's face.

"Hey, Thorin, what's the matter with you?" Bilbo wondered if he would get his fourteenth of what he got.

Thorin's face twisted in lust.

His dragon disease broke out.

"Nothing," he whispered. "I have to... send word to Dyne to bring the Iron Hills army to defend the dwarf property...to defend my money."