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After hearing this, Gandalf paid more attention to Dewi.

Although Lady Goldberry and Tom Bombadil do not participate in the disputes in Middle-earth, those who are invited to visit them are generally positive characters.

Not to mention that Dui was wearing a blessed robe woven by Ms. Goldberry with black swan feathers and silver threads. This was not a treatment that ordinary guests could enjoy.

"Okay, come and have afternoon tea together." Bilbo invited the two to sit down together.

The three of them sat in front of the fireplace, enjoying tea and dessert cookies while chatting.

"Gandalf, where have you been all these years?" Bilbo asked curiously.

Gandalf took a biscuit and tasted it before he said slowly, "Oh, I've been traveling in the East for most of these years. I first lived with the elves for a few years, then went to the northern wilderness, and finally stayed in the Misty Mountains for a while before returning to the plains of Eriador."

Hearing Gandalf's words, Bilbo showed a longing look on his face and couldn't help asking: "Gandalf, are the elves as beautiful as the legend says?"

Gandalf looked at Bilbo with a smile in his eyes. He said, "The beauty of the elves cannot be simply summarized in one word. You have to witness it yourself to experience it. If you are curious about them, you can go to the elves' territory. They welcome all friendly people to visit."

Although Bilbo yearned for it, he still shook his head. "I'm just an ordinary hobbit. Going out on adventures is out of my reach. It's too dangerous. Besides, I'll miss breakfast, second meals, morning tea, lunch, afternoon tea, dinner, and supper. That's terrible!"

Seeing this, Gandalf stopped trying to persuade him. Instead, he looked at Dui, who hadn't interrupted him, and asked curiously, "Wizard Dui, where are you from? Judging from your hair color and eyes, are you from the Far East?"

Dui shook his head. "No, I haven't been to the East yet. I'm from a very far place. This is my first time in Middle-earth."

Gandalf looked at him deeply when he heard this. His profound wisdom gave him the ability to discern truth from falsehood. He could see that Dewi was not lying, but he was also confused.

Chapter 32 Gandalf's Speculations

In Gandalf's eyes, Duir, a young wizard who claimed to be from outside Middle-earth, was full of mystery.

When he tried to see into the soul of this mysterious young wizard, he was blocked by an incomprehensible force, as if hidden in a fog, making it impossible to see into the essence of the soul.

He also felt a familiar divine power from him - it was the blessing from Ilúvatar.

Gandalf was shocked to discover this secret.

As one of the five wizards sent to Middle-earth by the gods Valar, and the last wizard to arrive, Gandalf was sure that apart from the five of them, no one else went to Middle-earth according to the will of the Valar.

But looking at the young wizard in front of him who was favored by Ilúvatar, he was a little unsure.

Or did the All-Father, who dwells in the Temple of Eternity, intervene and send down His messengers?

Feeling Gandalf's piercing eyes, Dewi felt as if he had been seen naked in an instant. Goose bumps appeared all over his body. He asked in confusion, "Gandalf, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with me?"

Gandalf's thoughts were interrupted by Dewi's words, and he instantly came back to his senses. He looked at Dewi with a friendly and gentle look. He glanced at Bilbo beside him and asked tentatively in an obscure tone: "Wizard Dewi, are you coming to Middle-earth on a mission?"

Dui's pupils shrank and his heart was in turmoil. Could it be that he had discovered the system in his body?

"Gandalf, I don't understand what you mean?" Dewi tried to remain calm and not reveal any flaws.

But what surprised Dui was that Gandalf gave him an expression that said, "I understand." Instead of asking further questions, he took the initiative to say, "Wizard Duiel, if you need anything in the future, you can ask me for help."

"Uh, thank you!" Dui was a little confused. What did this mean? Didn't they discover the system on him?

Noticing that Gandalf's attitude had changed and he had become more approachable and proactive, and thinking back to what he had just said, Dui suddenly had a guess in his mind.

He looked at Gandalf opposite him in disbelief.

Could it be that this guy thinks of himself as one of the same kind?

Feeling somewhat guilty, Dewi didn't want to continue discussing this topic, so he quickly changed the subject and asked, "Gandalf, did you come from the East on any mission this time?"

Perhaps because he considered Dewi one of his own, Gandalf did not hide anything. He nodded and said, "I discovered the dark shadow in Dol Guldur in the east and met an imprisoned dwarf king. He asked me to pass his relics to his son."

"The imprisoned dwarf king?" Dui was surprised.

"Yes, he was Thrain II, the previous king of the Dwarves of Durin. Over a hundred years ago, the dragon Smaug descended on Lonely Mountain and plundered the Dwarf Kingdom there, forcing the Dwarves of Durin to flee. Thrain II was unwilling to give up the Lonely Mountain. On his way to explore the Lonely Mountain, he was captured by orcs near Mirkwood and imprisoned in the fortress of Dol Guldur, where he was severely tortured. By the time I saw him there, he was already on the verge of death."

When he said this, Gandalf looked a little serious.

Hearing this, Dui also remembered that Thráin II, who was imprisoned by the orcs, should be Thorin Oakenshield's father.

So Gandalf's trip should be to hand over the relics of Thráin II to Thorin Oakenshield, thus starting the dwarf's expedition to the Lonely Mountain.

This means that the time for the expedition to Lonely Mountain is not far away.

He couldn't help but look at Bilbo who was standing beside him. The hobbit was listening with great interest at the moment and had no idea that he would soon be the protagonist.

And seeing that Gandalf came to Bilbo's house on purpose, it was obvious that he had made reservations with Bilbo long ago.

Given Gandalf's cunning and foresight, it was obvious that the poor hobbit could not escape his plan at all.

Although Dui sympathizes with this, he will not stop it.

After all, this expedition adventure is an opportunity for Bilbo, and also a chance to find the One Ring.

The One Ring is now in Gollum's hands and is hidden in the Misty Mountains. If it were not for Bilbo, the chosen one, even the prophet Dewy would have no chance of finding it.

After finishing their afternoon tea, Bilbo and Gandalf shared a glass of Longgrass tobacco. The two old smokers puffed out clouds of smoke, choking Dewy so much that he had to retreat.

Seeing this, Gandalf laughed and encouraged Dewy to taste the tobacco as well.

Dui declined the offer and prepared to go to the glass greenhouse to see his two mandrakes.

After hearing about the magic of Mandrake from Bilbo, Gandalf became very curious and wanted to go and see it.

Arriving at the glass greenhouse, Gandalf looked at the transparent glass and immediately saw that it was transformed. He still exclaimed in amazement, "What a wonderful magic of transformation! It can actually change the form of matter and transform one thing into another. This is a very rare ability!"

Gandalf believes that he does not have this ability. Although he can use sleight of hand to change things, he cannot transform the form of matter like Dewi can.

Moreover, he has already seen the huge potential of this transformation magic. As long as there is enough magical power to support it, everything in the world can be transformed, even to the deepest level, and perhaps it can even touch the transformation of the essence of matter. At that time, it will be possible to turn stone into gold and create things out of the void!

Thinking of this, Gandalf became more certain of his previous guess. After all, even the Valar did not have such authority and ability. Who else could give such power except Ilúvatar, the Lord of All Things?

As soon as he entered the greenhouse, Dui carefully checked the two pots of mandrake to prevent them from making sudden noises.

The cries of the mandrakes that were about to mature were already very dangerous. As soon as Dui removed the glass cover, he cast two petrification spells on them.

If Dui had not learned the ear-closing spell or the silencing spell, there would not have been so much trouble.

Gandalf looked at the human-shaped mandrake root pulled out by Dewi in the basin. The limbs were complete and the facial features were clear and vivid. Gandalf was amazed. After obtaining Dewi's permission, he picked up a mandrake and observed it carefully.

"I sensed a rich magical energy and vitality from it. If I hadn't known you bred it, I would have thought it was a variant of the Treeman!"

Gandalf admired Lianlian and enthusiastically followed Dui's example, changing the Mandrake into a baby's outfit and then changing the soil.

"I think Darrigast will have something in common with you. He's another wizard who lives in the forest and likes to take care of plants and animals. I'll introduce you to each other if I have the chance."

Darragaster the Brown? Dewi knew him, a wizard who loved forests and nature. Unlike Gandalf, who traveled around organizing the fight against darkness, Darragaster the Brown preferred to live with birds and beasts.

Because of his idleness, he was unable to obtain the permission of the Valar to return to Valinor after the War of the Ring.

However, this may not be difficult to accept for the brown-robed wizard. Compared to returning to Valinor, he may prefer to stay in Middle-earth and be accompanied by flowers, birds, insects and fish.

Chapter 33 Wands and Staffs

After finishing with the mandrake, the two returned to Bag End.

Bilbo was already preparing dinner for the three of them.

Gandalf had long noticed the wand in Dewi's hand. Naturally, he was interested in such a small and unique wand and wanted to see it.

Due did not refuse, and he was also interested in Gandalf's staff.

Gandalf readily agreed and casually tossed the staff to Dewi, then took Dewi's wand and examined it carefully.

"What a clever combination, using magical wood as the staff... Hmm? Is this the heart of the old willow tree in the old forest?" Gandalf looked at Dui.

Dui nodded and explained, "The old willow tree invaded Buckstown. I confronted it head-on and ultimately defeated it by cutting it in half. Tom took the lower half back to the old forest and replanted it. I took the heart of the upper half and made this wand."

Gandalf smiled and agreed, saying, "That old willow tree is indeed quite bad-tempered. It attacked me when I went to see Tom in the old forest, and it took me a lot of effort to get rid of it. Now it's bad luck for it to meet you."

Then he continued to observe the wand in his hand, his eyes seemed to be able to see through the wand and see inside, "The core of the wand is a hair? No, it's two! And I feel the breath of the river and the earth, they come from Ms. Goldberry and Tom?" Gandalf looked at Due in surprise.

Doe was equally surprised by Gandalf's insight. He nodded and replied, "A hair from Lady Goldberry and a hair from Tom's beard."

"It seems that both Ms. Goldberry and Tom have high hopes for you!" Gandalf couldn't help but sigh when he heard this, and his opinion of Dewi was even higher.

"They are indeed very good people!" Dewy said sincerely. Apart from Bilbo, they were the couple Dewy liked the most.

Then Gandalf took Dewi's wand and waved it excitedly. To Dewi's surprise, the wand actually responded in Gandalf's hand, continuously ejecting colorful magical fireworks.

"Wow!" Bilbo and Dewi stared at the colorful fireworks flying around with their eyes wide open, full of amazement.

Gandalf was like an old naughty boy who had seen an interesting toy. Lightning, strong winds, and flames shot out from his wand. Then he put down the wand with a look of reluctance and looked at Dewi with a pair of blue eyes that shone like stars.

"Dui'er, your wand is truly a brilliant idea. It uses only a simple combination of magical wood and hair to cast spells. Although the wand doesn't significantly increase magic power, it is very universal and balanced. Anyone with magical potential can use it to cast spells. I think Aulë, the god of craftsmen, will like you!"

Gandalf believed that this wand-making process was created by Dewey and was unique, so he admired Dewey's wisdom even more.

"Uh, thank you for the compliment!" Dui felt a little guilty. He knew that the wand-making process came from another world, and he felt a little unworthy of Gandalf's praise.

Gandalf thought he was embarrassed and continued, "Believe me, Doile, your wisdom and creativity deserve such praise! Your wand is very universal. You will be a guest of honor to many magical races. They will chase you just to get a wand made by you."

Dui was a little puzzled. "Gandalf, is this too much of a compliment? Can't the staff also cast spells?"

Gandalf pointed to the staff he handed to Dewi, "Try it."

Dui held the staff, which was taller than him, in his hands with some doubt. The staff was made of unknown vine wood, spiral-shaped, and had a "flowering" appearance. The surface was very rough, as if it had not been processed or polished at all.

And in the "flowering" position at the top of the staff, there is a blue gem the size of a fist, emitting a faint blue light.

Dui tried to inject magic into it, using it as a wand, and chanted the spell: "Lumos!"

In an instant, the magic power in Dui's body surged out uncontrollably, and the staff was like a greedy glutton, madly devouring Dui's magic power.

A huge amount of magic power was poured into the gem on the top of the staff, and the gem instantly released an extremely dazzling light, which was comparable to the sun and the moon. It instantly turned the entire Bag Bottom into a sea of ​​white, and everyone was blinded by the dazzling light.

Dui felt like he was going blind, and quickly let go of the staff in his hand, thus cutting off the output of magic power.

"Ha, Doir, you almost blinded an old man like me. You know, except for my eyes, the rest of my bones are almost rotten!" Gandalf put down his hand covering his eyes, wiped away his physiological tears, and complained with a smile.

Dewi didn't pay attention to Gandalf's joke. The old man could ride a horse for days and nights, and slash with a sword. It would be a joke to say that he didn't move.

But he still looked at Bilbo with concern, "Bilbo, how are you? Are you okay?" This poor Hobbit was the slowest to react just now. He was exposed to the strong light before he could close his eyes. Now he was crying and his eyesight had not recovered yet.

"I, I'm fine, I'll be fine in a moment!" Bilbo said dizzily, blinking his eyes continuously.

After making sure he was okay, Dui turned his attention back to the staff.

Gandalf asked with a smile: "How do you feel? Have you found anything?"

Dui nodded with lingering fear. "Although this staff is powerful, it consumes a lot of magic power... and I found that when using it, I need to use mental power to control it?" He looked at Gandalf in confusion.

Gandalf nodded in appreciation. "Indeed, using a staff requires not only powerful magical support, but also strong mental guidance and control. Therefore, the conditions for those who can use it are very demanding."