Hogwarts wizards who signed in to Middle-earth

Chapter 30 Mandrake

After confirming the efficacy of the medicine, Dui returned to the room with satisfaction and put the pot of shrinking potion into a bottle.

The Shrinking Potion not only shrinks large monsters, rendering them less threatening, but also shrinks the body so a person can hide. It's a very practical potion.

After successfully making the shrinking potion, Dui continued his efforts and tried to make other potions in the following days.

And successfully produced forgetfulness potion, relaxation potion, and hypnotic potion.

At the same time, he used two pots of ripe white mulberry to make white mulberry essence. Anyway, Dui never had too little of this magical potion that was so effective in healing wounds.

However, compared with the two pots of white mulberry that matured early, the other two pots of poisonous eggplant did not change much. Even though Dui used magic power to water them every day, they still accepted all the seeds, but there was no sign of them transforming into mandrake grass.

Dui was a little skeptical about whether the poisonous nightshade could eventually turn into a mandrake, but with the idea of ​​not giving up halfway, he continued to water them with magic power every day, wanting to see what it would eventually turn into.

In the blink of an eye, it was early spring in Shire.

It has been almost a year since Dui came to Middle-earth.

One day, Dui was studying the contents of "Curse and Counter-Curse" when he was disturbed by the noise outside.

Bilbo knocked on Dewy's door and stood at the doorway hesitantly.

Dewi turned his eyes away from the curse book and looked towards the door. "Bilbo, what's wrong?"

Bilbo hesitated for a moment and then said, "Dui'er, I think Bag End is haunted!"

"Haunted?" Dewi was surprised and tried to find any trace of laughter on Bilbo's face.

Bilbo's expression became more certain, and he nodded, "Yes, it's haunted. These past few days, when I was tidying up the garden, I could vaguely hear crying sounds coming from it. It sounded like a baby crying, very strange and scary!"

"The sound of a baby crying?" Dui was confused for a moment, but suddenly seemed to remember something, and hurried out of the room and came to the front yard.

Bilbo followed closely out of curiosity.

Dui came to the two pots of poisonous ginseng in the yard and looked at them carefully. In recent days, apart from watering the two pots of poisonous ginseng with magic power on a regular basis, he had not paid much attention to them.

Now, after a closer look, I didn't find anything unusual except that the branches and leaves had grown a little taller.

But Dui did not give up and continued to check. He used his magic wand to gently push away the soil, revealing the roots buried in the soil. He saw that the roots were a human-like tissue, like an ugly baby with complete limbs and facial features.

Dui was surprised to see that the root of the poisonous nightshade looked like a human figure.

His Mandrake cultivation was actually successful!

Mandrake has powerful medicinal value and is a powerful restorative agent that can restore people who have been deformed or cursed to their original state. It is also an essential ingredient in many high-level potions.

Even in the magical world, it is a very precious and rare herbal plant that requires a specific magical environment and care to thrive.

These days, seeing that the poisonous ginseng eggplant had not changed for a long time, he had lost some confidence.

I didn't expect that he would get such a surprise now.

Just when Dui was happy.

The mandrake that was dug out of the soil was very unhappy. It twisted its body in restlessness and opened its mouth to let out a sharp and piercing cry.

Dui only felt that the back of his head was hit hard by a hammer. He suddenly had a splitting headache, and the head was spinning. He was about to faint at any time.

Oops, forgot about Mandrake's cry!

Dui was so happy that he turned to sorrow. He resisted the urge to faint and quickly cast a spell on the mandrake.

"Petrify!" The Mandrake's crying stopped instantly.

"Huh!" Dui just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard a plop behind him.

When he turned around, he saw that Bilbo had rolled his eyes and was lying unconscious on the ground.

Dewi covered the mandrake roots with soil again, and then quickly helped the unconscious Bilbo up.

Fortunately, the mandrakes are not yet mature and are only in their infancy, so their cries are not fatal. At most, they can make people unconscious for a while.

Dui had a high tolerance for Mandrake's crying and did not faint immediately.

But poor Bilbo was affected and suffered.

Dewi carried the unconscious Bilbo into the room and waited for him to wake up.

Two hours later, Bilbo finally woke up. He covered his head with his hands, looking a little confused. "Hiss, what happened to me?"

"Drink the potion first, it can relieve your discomfort." Dui took out a cup of soothing potion and handed it to him.

Bilbo knew the magical effect of the potion made by Dewy, so he didn't refuse and drank it in one gulp.

His expression suddenly frowned, revealing a look of pain. "Ugh, what a weird smell!"

But the effect was also obvious. Bilbo recovered quickly and also remembered his coma.

Bilbo's face was filled with fear and surprise. "Dui'er, what on earth is that? Why do the roots of the nightshade look like humans and make a sound that makes people faint?"

"I'm sorry to have caused you so much trouble. That's the magical plant I cultivated—the Mandrake," Dui explained apologetically. "I originally thought it had failed and didn't pay much attention to it. I didn't expect it to have already metamorphosed in the soil. The crying sounds these days are caused by it."

The kind-hearted Hobbit felt a little embarrassed by Dewi's apology and quickly waved his hands, "It's not your fault. Besides, I'm fine now!"

But Bilbo was still a little frightened by the sound of the mandrake crying, and asked hurriedly: "Doyle, does the mandrake still make that kind of crying sound?"

Dui shook his head and smiled, soothingly, "Don't worry. Mandrakes usually like to sleep in the soil before they mature. Unless you dig them out of the soil, they won't make a crying sound that would make people faint."

"As for the noises it's made these past few days, it's probably because it needs a new soil. Once the soil is changed, it will calm down again." Dui speculated, recalling the contents of the herbal textbook.

Mandrake needs regular soil changes. After Dui transplanted it, apart from watering it regularly with magic power, he forgot to change the soil.

Now that the transformation has been successful, in order for it to thrive, it needs to be nourished with fertile soil.

In the wizarding world, Herbologists often use dragon dung compost to grow Mandrakes.

But here in Middle-earth, there is a dragon in the Lonely Mountain, but it is not realistic.

So Dui could only choose to compost animal manure. To do this, Dui endured the stench and first cast two petrification spells on the two mandrakes, and then changed the pots and soil.

After finishing the work, Dui felt that he was smelly all over.

What’s even more despairing is that such tasks will have to be carried out many times in the future.

The only consolation is that once the mandrake is fully mature, he can make a powerful recovery potion and the voodoo doll he has been longing for.

Just as Dui was waiting day by day for the mandrake to mature.

One day, another wizard came to the Shire.

Chapter 31 A Visit from the Grey Wizard

The wizard, dressed in a gray robe, holding a rattan staff as tall as his own in one hand and a pipe in the other, arrived at Hobbiton on foot.

The wizard did not go straight to the destination. After entering the town, he first came to the Green Dragon Tavern.

The Hobbit tavern was not very friendly to wizards of different heights, so he could only bend over all the way to the bar and shout to the tavern owner, "Give me a glass of ale, thank you!" Then he sat down on the bench, straightened up and breathed a sigh of relief.

The tavern fell silent for a moment, and all the hobbits looked at him in surprise and curiosity.

The tavern owner was a fat old man. When he saw the wizard, he was stunned for a moment, then shouted in surprise: "Gandalf! When did you come to the Shire?"

The gray-robed wizard smiled and greeted, "Hello, Mr. Barney Ale Barrel. I was traveling and happened to be passing through the Shire, so I came here to rest and catch my breath."

The innkeeper obviously knew Gandalf and handed him a glass of ale. "This one's on me."

"Gandalf, you haven't been to Hobbiton for a long time. It seems like more than ten years ago. Where have you been all these years?"

"Oh, thank you! I've been traveling a lot, and in recent years I've been to the East," Gandalf said simply. He took a sip of wine and then casually asked, "By the way, is there anything new happening in the Shire lately? Can you tell me about it?"

"What's new? That's quite a lot!" The innkeeper was very interested when he mentioned this. "...Gandalf, you don't know that besides you, there is another wizard who came to the Shire recently. But he is much younger than you. He is now in our village, living with Bilbo Baggins!"

Gandalf seemed to be intrigued. "Oh, young wizard? Could you tell me about him?"

The tavern owner seemed to have found the perfect audience, and immediately began to speak nonstop: "The young wizard's name is Duyle. He likes traveling just like you. He traveled once before and made a name for himself. It is said that he helped the residents of Buckland resist the invasion of trees in the old forest, so he also has the title of "Tree Feller"..."

As the innkeeper spoke, the image of Doir gradually took shape in Gandalf's mind. A thought flashed in his deep blue eyes, his expression obscured by the smoke he exhaled.

Meanwhile, back at Bag End, Dewy had been very busy these past few days.

Because the mandrake entered puberty, it began to become moody and taciturn. It even felt uncomfortable living in the pot and once crawled out of the soil and tried to escape.

Fortunately, Dui discovered it in time and used a petrification spell to freeze the mandrake that was almost running out of the yard.

Otherwise, if it really escapes and matures in the wild, it will be fatal!

In order to prevent the two mandrakes from escaping again, Dui simply used Transfiguration to create a small glass greenhouse near Bag End. On the one hand, it was to create a suitable growing environment for them, and on the other hand, it was to prevent them from escaping.

And as the mandrakes mature, their voices become more dangerous.

In order to prevent himself or Bill from getting hurt, he also set up multi-layer glass covers for the two mandrakes to block their sounds as much as possible.

Because of the late spring cold, Dui also had to put socks and scarves on the two pots of mandrake to prevent them from catching cold and getting sick.

The socks and scarf were both knitted from wool by the skillful Bilbo, who spent an entire night knitting them.

It can be said that the mandrake is taken care of as if it were a child.

One afternoon, just as Dewi and Bilbo were having their afternoon tea, there was a knock on the door of Bag End.

The two looked at each other with puzzled expressions. Who would come?

Bilbo put down his biscuit, ran to the door and opened it.

When I looked up, I saw a tall figure blocking the door, and I couldn't even see his head.

Bilbo took a few steps back and tried to look up. Seeing the newcomer, he showed a look of surprise: "Gandalf! Why are you here?"

Dewi, who was drinking tea, heard Bilbo's surprised voice, paused, put down the teacup immediately, turned sideways and looked towards the door.

Standing at the door was the grey-robed wizard Gandalf. He leaned on his cane and bent over, smiling and greeting Bilbo. "Hello, Bilbo. I just happened to be passing through the Shire and thought I'd stop by to rest. Are you welcome?"

"Of course, you're most welcome!" Bilbo said quickly, and then he moved aside to invite him. "Come in, Gandalf, you've arrived just in time. We're having afternoon tea. Welcome to join us!"

"Oh, it seems I have come at the right time," Gandalf said with a happy face.

Bending down and entering Bag End, he handed his hat and cane to Bilbo. He immediately saw Dewy sitting in the living room. His eyes met with Dewy's, and he smiled and said, "It seems that there are guests here besides me."

Dui stood up, took the initiative to walk towards Gandalf, and politely introduced himself: "Hello, Gandalf, it's our first meeting. I am Duiil, and I am very pleased to meet you!"

Gandalf looked up and down at the black-haired, black-eyed young wizard in front of him. His gaze lingered for a moment on his black wizard robes, and he showed a look of surprise. "Are you acquainted with Goldberry, the River Maiden of the Old Forest?"

Dui noticed Gandalf's gaze and realized that he had noticed the blessing of Goldberry on his wizard robe. He smiled and nodded, "Yes, I know Ms. Goldberry and Tom. I was invited to stay at their house for a while before. They are both very friendly and kind people."