A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

But when he saw the mayor's body not far away, he suddenly realized that Smaug had probably crushed the unfortunate creature when he fell, capsizing the ship's treasure along with it.

However, he deserved it and deserved no sympathy whatsoever.

"Why?" Smaug lay sprawled on the ruined town, looking at Aaron weakly as he asked, "Why are you turning against me when we should be the closest allies?"

Aaron sighed with a complicated expression. Just as he was hesitating whether to let it die knowing why, he saw Barn and the others rowing over.

He immediately adopted a righteous and awe-inspiring demeanor and said in a righteous and indignant tone, "Of course, it's for the sake of justice in my heart."

Smaug: ......

It wanted to curse the other party for being hypocritical; it had never seen such shamelessness in its long life.

But the rapid loss of life left it with no strength, and its eyes quickly turned gray.

Aaron shook his head and silently took out the Dragon Slayer Crystal.

Strands of crimson-gold light flew out from Smaug's body and merged into it, and the originally transparent crystal slowly turned crimson.

As the dragon soul was extracted, Smaug's corpse became extremely shriveled, and even his hard scales turned into sand and dissipated.

"What's going on?" Tarell looked at Aaron with suspicion and uncertainty. "What did you do?"

"Uh... don't misunderstand." Aaron suppressed his excitement, put away the activated Dragon Slayer Crystal, and explained seriously, "I won't use Smaug's corpse, but I have to prevent evil people from using it, which can also be considered as preventing future troubles. You don't want it to fall into the hands of a necromancer, do you?"

Tarrell was speechless.

“Where’s my dad?” Barn asked. “Is he alright?”

“Very good, they should be coming down from the clock tower now,” Aaron said with admiration. “His archery skills are beyond my reach.”

Every arrow struck Smaug, especially hitting his weak spot in the left chest twice.

"Congratulations! From this day forward, the world will know that Bard killed the dragon with his arrow, and you will be the descendants of the dragon slayer."

At the same time, Thorin and the others on Lonely Mountain also witnessed the dragon's fall, and everyone breathed a heavy sigh of relief, their gloom completely dispelled.

Gah!Gah!Gah!

Black ravens flew in from the distant sky.

“Irub’s ravens have returned,” Groin said excitedly.

“Yes! The news will spread, and everyone in Middle-earth will know that the dragon is dead,” Balin laughed, and the others cheered as well, while Thorin returned to the hall expressionlessly.

Chapter 271 The Dwarf King Bewitched by Gold

As dawn broke, the residents of Changhu Town, fleeing the disaster, struggled to reach the shore.

The sounds of wailing filled the air. Last night's battle had made things even worse for the already impoverished residents, with some even losing their homes and lives.

Last night, after the evil dragon came, the whole town turned into a sea of ​​fire. Those with boats escaped by boat, while those without boats swam in the icy lake all night before helping each other ashore.

"It's shocking!" Aaron exclaimed, then looked at the Bard family. "What are your plans now?"

Bard forced a smile. "I can't abandon them."

Aaron nodded slightly. "I believe you will be able to rebuild the area with these refugees."

But before that, you have to get through this hurdle first.

Wealth can be obtained from Thorin, but food and shelter will likely be a problem for us to find ourselves.

“Aaron, Kiri, we should go,” Boff called out. He and Boff pushed a wooden boat into the river, preparing to set off for Irubur.

Aaron patted Bard on the shoulder, then handed Barn a black arrow. "I have to go. You can keep this as a family heirloom."

Kili walked toward the shore, but suddenly stopped and turned back to Tarell. "Come with me!"

I know my heart, I'm not afraid, I can't live without you.

Tarell, I love you.

A heartfelt confession caught Tauriel, an elf who had lived for hundreds of years, completely off guard. She did have some affection for Kili, but it was still a little short of love.

"I do not know what you're talking about?"

“I think you know,” Qili said with a smile.

Just as Tarell was about to say something, he noticed a pair of eyes watching him from behind. "Prince Legolas."

"Leave that dwarf! You have your own mission."

Tarell was silent for a moment, then slowly turned around.

Kili glared angrily at Legolas.

He finally got to this point, why did you have to come and spoil the mood?

However, he did not stop Tauriel. Elves have their mission, and dwarves have their goals.

But after walking only a few steps, Kili turned back and gave the black stone his mother had given him as a token to Tauriel.

......

It wasn't until the afternoon that the group arrived in Irubb.

Bilbo welcomed the four men inside at the city gate, then asked with a hint of anxiety, "Where is Gandalf?"

"Heh!" Aaron chuckled. "I already told you that it wasn't Gandalf who fought the dragon, why don't you believe me!"

“That’s troublesome,” Bilbo said wearily. “Thorin has changed. Do you remember what Smaug said? You really shouldn’t have given him the Arkenstone.”

"What do you mean?" Kili asked, puzzled. "The Arkenstone belongs to the dwarves, and Thorin is Thorne's son, the most legitimate heir. Why can't it be given to him?"

“Because that thing is too evil.” Bilbo pointed helplessly to the entrance of the hall. “He stayed down there for a whole day without eating or drinking.”

Aaron frowned slightly. "Let's go take a look first!"

Upon entering the main hall, the golden hues immediately caught their eye, and the three newly arrived dwarves were astonished by the immense wealth.

"Gold, countless gold, no more sorrow or pain." Thorin murmured as he stepped down from the throne inlaid with Arkenstones. He looked at the group, a hint of madness in his eyes. "Behold, Thor's vast treasure."

Welcome to Irubb, my nephew, friends, and relatives.

“You see,” Bilbo said helplessly, shrugging. “I feel like his world consists only of gold.”

Aaron's eye twitched slightly; Thorin was indeed acting a little strange.

"Give him some time, he'll recover."

"Is this something that time can solve?" Bilbo said speechlessly. "We have to find a way to get him out of here, otherwise I'm really worried that he'll become arrogant and disdainful of everyone, just like Smaug said."

Aaron sighed and turned to Thorin. "The Dwarf King's duty is to rebuild Irubor, not to admire these so-called treasures here."

“Give me some time, Gaius.”

I've waited decades for this day; it's time to taste the fruits of victory.

Aaron pursed his lips and silently left the hall.

Bilbo led the group to the room where the others were resting. The two groups of dwarves cheered excitedly when they saw that their companions were all alive and well.

“We have to bring Gandalf back; only he can guide Thorin back to the right path,” Bilbo said, pulling Aaron aside and lowering his voice. “Smaug also said that the necromancers will send troops to attack Lonely Mountain, so we are not safe.”

“That’s not all,” Aaron said thoughtfully. “Smaug is dead, and that news will spread quickly. A huge treasure is attractive to anyone, and this dwarven kingdom is more dangerous than ever before.”

"What should I do?"

"Find me a room first."

"Huh?" Bilbo blinked, looking at Aaron with some confusion. "What did you say?"

"I've been fighting all day and traveling all day," Aaron rolled his eyes. "I need to rest, or I might die suddenly. Don't let anyone disturb me."

"What about Thorin?"

"Don't worry about it for now." Aaron waved his hand. "You know how stubborn he is. No one can persuade him until he calms down."

As for the enemy, there's no need to worry too much; even attacking Irubb will take some time.

Bilbo nodded as if he understood, and then asked Balin to arrange a quiet room for Aaron.

"Cleaned up."

Aaron locked the door and used a cleaning spell to clean the room, which had been covered in dust for decades.

"System, sign in."

"The host has checked in at the Dwarf Kingdom and gained 5 magic points."

"Open personal panel."

"Ok."

[Host: Aaron Gaius]

[Magic Power: 8564 (Intermediate Archmage, the ultimate goal for most wizards)]

[Talent: Once in a Century (Increases magic power by 3 points daily)]

[Items: Moon Drop (can remove any negative spells), Resurrection Potion (can revive any creature that has died within one hour), Magic Carpet, Dragon Slayer Crystal]

[Magic Point: 1010]

Looking at the numbers in the last row, Aaron was filled with mixed emotions.

After more than half a year, my magic points have finally reached four digits. It was really not easy!

Taking a deep breath, Aaron suppressed his excitement and accepted the reward for killing Smaug; his magic points instantly doubled.

"It's been a long time since I've felt this rich." Aaron grinned, his joy genuine. All that hard work during this period had finally paid off.

"System, open the store, it's time to make a purchase."

"Okay, host."

The system's voice rang in Aaron's mind, followed by three categories and fifteen product listings appearing before his eyes.

[Magic: @Transfiguration (1000 magic points, including Animagus); @Flying (100 magic points, flight speed depends on individual skill); @Illusion Projection (700 magic points, creates an illusion of oneself, can be projected over long distances); @Charm (500 magic points, literally what it sounds like, but ineffective on those with strong will); @Astral Projection (300 magic points)]

[Materials: @Phoenix Feather (30 Magic Points); @Dragon Blood (20 Magic Points); @Mandragora (5 Magic Points);]

@Bezoar (1 magic point); @Rhinoceros horn (3 magic points)

[Items: Blank; Blank; @Wizard's Chess (1 mana point); @Gilani's Emerald (50 mana points, the person who obtains the gem will be plagued by misfortune); Blank]