A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

"Didn't you try to knock him out?" Bilbo asked anxiously.

"Heh!" The Memory Entity covered its face and chuckled bitterly, "That unlucky thing, Dvalin, pulled Thorin back at the crucial moment, saving him from my sleeping spell. Under these circumstances, I can no longer cast spells."

“What about the others?” Tarell asked. “What are they thinking?”

"Stay here and defend the dignity of the dwarves with the king." The thought was filled with grief and indignation, and a sad smile appeared on its face as it was upset. "I have been playing the game of life for fourteen years. Except for when I was six years old, when I was beaten up by my sister from the Klein family, I have never lost."

But today I have lost, lost to the dwarves' idiocy, lost utterly and completely.

“Uh…” Gandalf looked at Aaron with some pity. “I know you’re probably not feeling well right now, but the bigger picture is what matters.”

“Don’t talk to me about the big picture.” The thought interrupted him, “I’ve had enough, I’ve really had enough. You should go talk to those damn dwarves about the big picture.”

“But we can’t just leave him at Ravenhill, can we?” Bilbo said. “The Borg’s orc army will be here soon.”

"So Thorin has already arranged his affairs, and the next dwarf king will be Phil." The Memory Entity waved its hand helplessly, "Even the heavens would have to yield to such a determination to die for his cause. What could I do?"

Upon hearing this, Bilbo remained silent for a moment before speaking, "I still think we should support him. We may not be able to help much, but at least we can buy Thorin more time."

“I’ll go too,” Tarell immediately declared. She was genuinely worried about Kili, who was also in Ravenhill.

“It’s too late,” Legolas said. “There will be many obstacles along the way, and by the time we get there, they will have already finished fighting.”

“That’s how it would normally be, but we have an abnormal wizard,” Gandalf said, giving the Memory Entity a meaningful look.

The girl chuckled and turned her face away, not wanting to pay him any attention.

A few dwarves were enough for him; why send more? Were they trying to make him even more tired?

Furthermore, although Thorin's attitude infuriated him, giving him the feeling that good advice was useless against a damned fool, they were still friends after all. If things really came to a head, Thorin's main body could lead them out of the encirclement.

"Do you really have a way to get us there?" Tarell asked the thought entity with eager eyes.

"No."

“You definitely do,” Legolas said confidently. “Since you’ve decided to stay and fight, it means you don’t want to lose this war.”

Send us there now to help Thorin Oakenshield kill Azog, and we'll have won half the war.

Upon hearing this, the longing body fell silent.

He had to admit, he was tempted.

The current battle situation remains unpredictable, and the situation will become even more complicated once reinforcements from both sides arrive.

In this situation, Ravenhill is the key to the battle. In order for the huge sum of two thousand magic points to be successfully received, Azog must die, and Borg and his Gangdaba orcs cannot live either.

"Okay, I'll take you there."

“Great.” Bilbo immediately walked up to Aaron. “Let’s go, I’m ready.”

"Wait a moment." A glint of light flashed in the eyes of the thought-provoking entity. "Since we're going, let's go big."

"What do you mean?"

The thought entity did not answer, but instead jumped to the top of the tower and watched the flames of all sizes in the Valley City waving its wand.

The next moment, all the flames in the River Valley City transformed into crimson streams of light that converged on the tower and were all absorbed into the mouth of the Thought Entity.

The group stared in disbelief at the scene, utterly shocked, but unable to find the words to describe it.

Hiccup~

The creature let out a burp and casually commented, "It tastes good, but it's a little burnt."

"You ate the flames?" Bilbo stammered.

"Calm down, I'm a wizard, this is just a normal procedure to restore stamina."

Upon hearing this, the three of them simultaneously turned their gaze to Gandalf, as if asking: Is what he said true?

Gandalf: ......

"Nonsense, no one but the Balrog can devour flames."

"Now you see it."

"Who are you exactly?"

"I remember telling you the answer to that question before," the thought-form said calmly. "Do you need me to repeat it?"

Gandalf's eye twitched. Thinking of Aaron's self-introduction, he had a "MMP" in his mind, but he didn't know whether he should say it or not.

"The important business is ahead of us, please take us there quickly."

"okay!"

The Memory Body quickly retrieved the magic carpet, causing Bilbo to frown and ask worriedly, "With so many of us, can the magic carpet carry us?"

"What are you thinking about? This is for you." The thought solemnly placed the magic carpet in Bilbo's hands. "If I run out of strength in a little while, you'll have to take me away."

Although Bilbo was puzzled, he nodded nonetheless.

The thought then had several people grab his arms, and he teleported to Raven Ridge.

"This is amazing! We've already arrived at Ravenhill?" Tauriel was shocked; this teleportation technique completely shattered her worldview.

Legolas was also surprised and uncertain. Elves also knew some magic, but they had never seen this kind of magic before.

"Where are Thorin and the others?" Gandalf asked.

The thought pointed to the frozen lake behind them, where Thorin was engaged in a fierce battle with Azog on the lake. Perhaps due to the outburst of his rage, he was evenly matched with Azog, and even had a slight advantage. As for the others, they were helping him hold off the remaining orcs, with a very clear division of labor.

Chapter 286 The Secrets of Dragon Slayers: The Demise of the Gangdaba Orcs

Gandalf, along with Legolas and Tauriel, joined the battle to help the dwarves alleviate the pressure, while the Spectral Ones escorted Bilbo to Aaron's side.

The main body and the clone were in perfect harmony, and in no time they had eliminated the dozen or so orcs in front of them.

“We have to get to Thorin right away,” Bilbo said.

"Not now, I need to restore my magic."

"That's also why I came here." The thought entity smiled meaningfully, then transformed into particles and merged with its original body.

Feeling the surge in magic power, Aaron felt a great sense of relief, finally experiencing a long-lost sense of security.

"Can we go help Thorin now?" Bilbo asked anxiously, holding the spiked club.

"Anyone else is fine, but you have to stay here. I'm counting on you for a bit."

"What are you talking about?" Bilbo asked, puzzled. "Is there anything more important than helping Thorin?"

“There really is one.” Aaron gestured for Bilbo to turn his gaze to the sky, where a huge dark cloud was steadily approaching Raven Ridge, filled with swarms of giant bats.

"Grunt!" Bilbo felt a chill run down his spine and silently reached into his pocket, ready to put on the One Ring at any moment. "Have the Gangdabad orcs arrived?"

"Thorin won't die anytime soon. We need to find a way to stop this orc army, otherwise, not to mention the elves and dwarves below, we ourselves will be in grave danger."

This is not an exaggeration; even eight people might not be able to be taken away by Apparition.

"What do you plan to do?" Bilbo asked in a deep voice.

Just as Aaron was about to explain, a swarm of giant bats flew over Raven Ridge and joined the battle below, attacking the Ironfoot Dwarf army and instantly turning the tide of the battle to the Orcs' side.

"Hopefully Redagast will be reliable and bring our reinforcements over soon."

"If it had been any later, the battle would probably have been over."

"Go! Kill them!" Borg suddenly appeared in their line of sight, commanding his Gangdaba orc vanguard to attack the group.

"Call the gods to protect you!"

Without a word, Aaron used the Guardian Charm to construct a giant protective barrier, blocking the Borg army on the other side of Raven Ridge.

Upon seeing this, several clear black lines appeared on Azog's pale face.

Initially, only Oak Shield, Phil, Chili, Dvalin, and an ordinary wizard stormed Raven Ridge. He thought it was a sure thing; it was only a matter of time before the garrison on Raven Ridge took down these mere five men.

After that, their numbers doubled, but he didn't think it mattered; in fact, he was even a little excited.

The Elf Prince and that damned Grey Wizard are both here. If we can take their heads, the Orcs will basically be victorious. Although the garrison may be insufficient, the arrival of the Gangabae reinforcements will solve all problems.

But what did he see now? A wizard was actually blocking his reinforcements, which was completely different from what he had expected.

Thorin seized the moment when Azog was distracted and cleaved off his shoulder armor with a single strike. "Looks like you made a mistake!"

"Hmph! An unexpected variable."

"It doesn't matter. How long do you think he can hold out with this kind of magic?" Azog sneered. "Perhaps this isn't a bad thing, because you're not facing the vanguard. The Gangabaean army will gather quickly and easily crush you."

“Good idea.” Aaron led Bilbo to the top of the watchtower and then gave Azog a harmless smile.

"I should have killed you first!" Azog roared angrily.

Aaron curled his lip dismissively, "You talk as if you can kill me."

"Gaius, can you hold on?" Thorin asked.

"It's alright, I have a plan, I'm going to go big." Aaron glanced discreetly at the other side of Raven Ridge, "But I didn't expect the audience to be so enthusiastic!"

"Is it really appropriate to say this now?" Bilbo asked nervously, because a large number of ferocious orcs were attacking the barrier less than ten meters away from them.

"I will unleash the most powerful magic I can currently cast in an attempt to cripple this orc army, but after that one strike my magic will be depleted, and I won't even be able to use the most basic spells."

"My life is in your hands then; everyone else is unreliable."

Upon hearing this, Bilbo turned his head and glanced at the ever-growing orc army, suddenly realizing something, and felt the magic carpet on his back become incredibly heavy.

"I understand. I will definitely protect you before I die."

"Thanks."

Aaron breathed a sigh of relief and with a wave of his hand removed the protective barrier. The orc army surged forward like a tidal wave.

Seeing this, Aaron leaned forward slightly, took a running start, and jumped off the watchtower.

As he fell, he mobilized all the magic power in his body, flames bursting forth from his hands, which he then arranged in a spiral pose in front of him.

"Dragon Slayer Secret Technique - Crimson Lotus Explosive Flame Ninja".

boom!

The flames in Aaron's hands instantly expanded countless times, transforming into a massive sea of ​​fire with immense impact and destructive power. In the blink of an eye, it covered half of Raven Ridge, and countless orcs were burned to ashes by the extreme heat before they even had time to scream.

The massive explosion also triggered a chain reaction, shattering the icy lake on one side of Raven Ridge and causing a large-scale collapse of the mountain.