A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

The dwarves and elves were instantly in high spirits, and despite being outnumbered, they held their own and even gained a slight advantage over the orc army.

With a powerful mage standing in the back dealing damage, they can see a glimmer of hope even when facing enemies many times their size.

King Daenerys, riding a boar, laughed heartily as he fought his enemies, "Gandalf the Grey, we have a wizard to help us."

Thranduil frowned slightly as he looked at the city walls. He knew Gandalf's capabilities well; such powerful magic didn't seem like something he could use.

He simply didn't have time to satisfy his curiosity now, and boosting morale wasn't necessarily a bad thing.

On the contrary, the orc legion felt somewhat suppressed. Originally, they wanted to crush the elves and dwarves with an absolute advantage, but now there was an unfavorable factor in their absolute advantage.

Never underestimate the influence of a legendary wizard. Preparing powerful magic takes time, but no one wants to experience the devastating power of thunder.

Holy crap...

Gandalf snapped out of his daze, his face flushed with anger, his cheeks twitching uncontrollably, and his right hand, gripping the staff, trembling violently.

He was secretly pleased, thinking that once Gaius made his move, there was no way he could escape.

Even if he tries to escape halfway, the orcs will never let him go. The bounty issued by Azog will spread throughout the entire continent the next day.

But he never expected that someone would pull this trick; this move completely blew his mind and opened the door to a whole new world for him.

Gandalf had never been so glorious in his life, but he didn't want this glory at all, because behind this glory was an enormous cauldron.

It's one thing to have shown his face to his own troops, but the orc army also remembered him. One can imagine the terrifying targeting he would face if he left the battlefield.

If he wins this battle today, all will be well, but if he loses, his future will definitely not be peaceful.

"Gaius, you really are..."

"No need to thank me, really no need to thank me." Aaron hurriedly interrupted him, looking like he was thinking of him. "From today onwards, the Grey Wizard will be famous."

"Do I need to?" Gandalf retorted with a dark expression. "Do you really have to go this far to trick me?"

"As for it," Aaron shrugged, "I need a shield, and no one is more suitable than you."

"I'm just a nobody wizard, far less intimidating than the Grey-Robed Wizard. Only when you stand on the city wall will I be less conspicuous below."

Gandalf: ......

But you can't just scam me like that. Can't you at least give me some time to prepare?

"The magic just now..." Gandalf hesitated, then stopped.

“Ultimate lightning elemental magic,” Aaron said seriously.

"No, I'm asking if you can use it again. If you can, we might still be able to win."

"I'm sorry to disappoint you." Aaron chuckled. "Only a Grand Magister can unleash the power of the ultimate magic circle. With my current magic power level, if I were to unleash such a powerful move, my magic power would be exhausted in no more than ten uses."

"That works too!" Gandalf looked at the battlefield with some delight. "It's enough to wipe out a portion of the enemy, which can greatly boost our morale and reduce the pressure on our side."

“No way.” Aaron refused outright. “First of all, it’s a waste of time. Secondly, I’m not that selfless. I’ll at least keep some of my strength for running away.”

Gandalf paused for a moment, then said, "You're quite honest."

"By the way, why don't you use powerful magic?" Aaron asked, puzzled.

“Well…” Gandalf said hesitantly, “The work of wizards is more about guidance and strategy, so the Valar do not allow us to use too much force, and magic is greatly restricted.”

hum!

Suddenly, the horn sounded, and Azog on Raven Ridge gave another order.

"Attack, keep attacking."

Wizards are nothing special; we will win this battle.

At his command, the orc legion, which had been stunned by the thunder, quickly adjusted its formation and continued its advance toward River Valley City.

In addition, more than ten giant beasts carrying catapults emerged from the cave. They bent over at a high place, and the orcs on their backs controlled the catapults to launch a destructive attack on the walls of River Valley Town, clearing obstacles for the orc army.

After all, the city of River Valley had been abandoned for many years and was in a dilapidated state. Compared to the city gates, the city walls were severely under-defended, making it easier for them to break through.

Upon seeing this, Bard immediately ordered his troops to retreat back to the city to protect his family.

“This is bad.” Gandalf said gravely. “We have to go and support Dale. We must go.”

"But how do we get across?" Bilbo asked anxiously. "There's a battlefield between us!"

"Gaius, can you help us?"

"Yes, but the two of you alone won't be of much use."

And Gandalf, you are now the morale of the Allied forces, definitely…”

“That’s why we must go there.” Gandalf’s tone left no room for argument. “We must hold our retreat route. After Azog holds back the elves and dwarves, he will definitely send a large force to occupy Dale, which will become a second battlefield.”

"Understood, I will help you." Aaron nodded, then his body emitted a burst of white light, and he used half of his magic to create a thought entity.

The people on the city wall were all shocked, but Bilbo seemed to have thought of something and looked at Aaron in disbelief, "Was it really you who fought Smaug in Lake-town a couple of days ago?"

Aaron shrugged, helplessly admitting that he had indeed told the truth, but no one believed him.

The thought entity stepped forward and grabbed Gandalf and Bilbo's left and right hands, teleporting them to Bard's side.

“These two are your reinforcements,” the thought-provoking entity said to Bard. “They will help you.”

“Wait, Gaius…” Gandalf hurriedly stopped the thought, “We will really need you here.”

“I didn’t say I wouldn’t stay!” the thought said, then looked at the city wall to the side, where the ferocious orc legion was less than a hundred meters away.

“Bard, I’m trying to buy you some time, but I can’t buy you much more.”

"Thank you." Bard nodded emphatically, then led everyone back into the city. He needed to make arrangements for the elderly, women, and children in the city as soon as possible.

The phantom of the thought teleported to the arrow tower inside the city wall and greeted the guards there succinctly, "Aaron Gaius, a wizard, Bard sent me to help you."

We can't hold out for long, but we'll hold out for as long as we can. Don't push yourself too hard.

No sooner had he spoken than he saw a giant beast accelerate and charge fiercely at the city wall with its head.

"A ruthless person, no, a ruthless beast!" The Thought-Body clicked its tongue and took a deep breath. "The roar of a fire dragon."

boom!

Crimson flames spewed from Aaron's mouth, blasting the giant beast backward from a distance of tens of meters.

He rolled several times on the ground while still half-cooked, crushing more than ten orcs to death.

"This is much more powerful than the Fire Spell, but the mana consumption is staggering, so I have to use it sparingly," the Thought Entity thought to himself, but looking at the surging orc army before him, he immediately calmed down.

He's not Smaug; even if all the enemies drained his and his original body's magic power, they wouldn't be able to kill half of them.

Thinking of this, the thought entity picked up a piece of rubble and used a transformation spell to turn it into a longsword.

Soon, the orc army besieged the city.

The guards were extremely nervous; one of the younger ones was even trembling, but he still gripped his bow and arrows tightly.

They all knew very well that orcs were extremely ferocious and completely inhuman. Even if they surrendered, they would be tortured to death. Fighting to the death was the best and only option.

The thought was also a little nervous, but there was a hint of excitement in his nervousness. He had only seen scenes of thousands of troops in movies, but now it was happening in real life in front of him.

Even though he was facing an army of thousands, he felt his blood boiling.

I remember when Genes trained me, he said that Genes could barely hold his own against a hundred men. Today is the perfect time to test his true fighting strength.

"You guys," the thought-provoking entity said to the others, "I'll charge down in a bit. You guys cover me with your bows and arrows. Once we run out of arrows, retreat."

“No,” the oldest person objected. “Child, you don’t know how terrifying orcs are. Even if you were a wizard, you couldn’t possibly handle so many people.”

Upon hearing this, the Thought Entity smiled and said, "Perhaps I didn't introduce him clearly enough. Aaron Gaius is a wizard by profession and a swordsman by profession."

"That won't work either, you're too young."

If we absolutely must stall for time, my old bones..."

"Do whatever I tell you to do." Aaron said, forcefully swinging his longsword. The cold sword light flashed, leaving a long sword mark on the ground.

"Do you have any opinions now?"

"No, that's all." The old man's eye twitched slightly. He wasn't sure if Bard was that powerful, but he was certain that he wasn't this fierce when he was young.

"I don't mean any disrespect, but don't underestimate me." The Memory Entity patted the old man's shoulder, then jumped down from the city wall several meters high, standing alone in front of the orc legion.

The Thought Entity took the initiative to attack, wielding its longsword and charging into the orc army.

Wherever the sword passed, blood gushed forth like a spring, and heads rolled off. In an instant, more than ten orcs were killed, their clothes stained with a layer of black blood.

Meanwhile, several guards on the city wall began firing arrows rapidly in an attempt to stop the orcs from getting closer, but against such a massive enemy force, the effect was destined to be a drop in the ocean.

Since the previous round of boulders had already damaged the city walls, the Thought Entity could only attract a small portion of the enemies, and most of the orcs chose to enter the city from other directions.

The Thought-Body naturally noticed this, but he was only one person, and his head-on struggle was already helping the people of Changhu share the burden; he couldn't do anything more.

Chapter 280: What evil intentions could someone have in creating an ice dragon?

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The dwarves of the expedition paced back and forth inside the city walls, each with a particularly somber expression.

Hearing the sounds of fierce fighting outside, they knew their people needed help, but Thorin was now the king of all dwarves, and he commanded them not to fight, which they had to obey.

As Aaron inscribed intricate magic circles on the ground, he glanced at the distracted dwarves and said, "I must admit, your loyalty commands my utmost respect."

"Is it meaningful to mock us now?" Qili said angrily. "We feel so guilty that we want to commit suicide."

"It's meaningless, but I'm telling the truth."

It must have been agonizing to be caught between the life and death of your people and your loyalty to the king!

"Do you have any ideas?" Balin asked pleadingly.

"I've given you the solution: sternly reprimand him!"

“We’ve all tried,” Philip said through gritted teeth. “Me, Chili, Biffer, Boffer, Pangbo, Balin, Olli, Noli, and Groin, we all went in one by one to persuade him, but he remained unmoved.”

"Whose turn is it now?"

“Doli and Oyin,” Balin said bitterly, “Gaius, you should try. We are his people, his subjects, but you are his friend. Perhaps it will work.”

"Wait a moment, it will be finished soon." Aaron looked at the huge magic circle at his feet, wiped the dense sweat from his forehead, and then took out a glass bottle filled with red blood.

This was dragon blood he bought from the system shop. The twenty magic points made Aaron feel a little pained. He regretted not having placed a few basins of dragon blood before killing Smaug. Otherwise, he wouldn't have wasted this money now.