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Then he thought of what he, Bilbo, and Gandalf were about to face, and a strong desire came over him, a desire to keep himself and the people he cared about alive.

Silver mist gushed out from the wand, more and more, covering Dui's surroundings in white.

Finally, the silver mist condensed into a large silver-white bird, flapping its wings and circling around Dui, releasing positive energy and making people feel hope and happiness around it.

"Is this... an owl?"

Dui looked at his patronus in some surprise.

Those big eyes and unique ear-shaped feathers make it look exactly like an owl.

As soon as Dui stretched out his hand, the owl guardian flew down and landed on Dui's arm. It was weightless and rubbed his face affectionately, looking very smart and lively.

"What a wonderful magic!" A voice came from behind Dui.

Dui turned and saw two young elves approaching.

They were handsome and looked exactly the same, with the same black hair. Apart from the headbands on their heads, one was gold and the other was silver, it was almost impossible to tell them apart.

The two elves looked at the silver-white translucent owl in Dui's hand with admiration and amazement.

"Guests from afar, we are the sons of Elrond."

The elf wearing a golden headband spoke.

"I am Elrohir."

"This is my brother Elladan."

Elladan, wearing a silver hoop on his head, nodded to him politely and gracefully.

These were the twins of Elrond? The only twin brothers among the Elves?

Dui didn't expect to see them so soon, and nodded in greeting.

"Greetings to both of you. I am Wizard Doyle from Weathertop."

"I have heard of your name, Duir the Black," said Elrohir, smiling. "Tales of your deeds have spread across the wastes. You are the feller of Huorn's trees, the slayer of the Barrow-wights, the slayer of ogres, the enemy of the Orcs, and the one who restored the once-destroyed Tower of Amon Sul to its former glory atop Weathertop in a single night."

"Such a great achievement is even known among us elves."

"This rumor is too exaggerated." Dui smiled helplessly.

"There's no need to be so modest, Wizard Duir." Elrohir disapproved, his blue eyes penetrating everything. "I can sense that your achievements are not false. They are something worthy of praise."

Is it true that he is the son of Elrond? Such keen insight.

Elladan on the side was interested in the wand in Dui's hand.

"Wizard Duyle, the staff in your hand is different from those of other wizards I have seen. Can you satisfy my curiosity?"

"This is a magic wand. It's different from the ones Gandalf and the others have."

Dui explained, and as he looked at the two of them, he became curious.

I wonder if the elves can use his magic wand?

As far as he knew, although the elves were a magical race, their magic was more reflected in the creation of items with magical powers such as the Silmarils, the Three Rings of Elf, and the forging of elven swords such as the Sword of Smiting, the Sword of Beast Bite, and Bilbo's Dagger.

Only high elves like Elrond and Galadriel, who are experienced, have accumulated powerful strength and a deep understanding of magic over the long years, can cast powerful magic.

Most elves cannot cast spells directly like wizards, but choose to fight with weapons such as swords, bows and arrows.

In other words, the magic of elves is more manifested in their superb physical fitness, as well as their deeper understanding of the world and nature, and insight into the essence of all things.

So, out of curiosity, Dewi handed the wand to Elladan and taught him the simplest spell.

"Lumos!"

Elladan waved his wand and whispered an incantation.

As the three of them watched, a faint white light emerged from the tip of the wand.

The faint light seemed insignificant, but it made the three of them open their eyes wide instantly.

"I succeeded!" Elladan said excitedly.

As young elves, Elladan and his companions had little experience and did not have a deep enough understanding of the world and nature. Naturally, they could not possess the powerful power to summon a flood like their father Elrond.

Now that he successfully cast a spell for the first time, it was an extraordinary experience for him.

Then Elrohir also tried it with his wand and succeeded in making the tip of the wand light up.

“What a fantastic experience!”

"It's a pity that this wand seems to be somewhat resistant to us, making it difficult to cast spells."

Elrohir returned the wand to Dui with some reluctance and said.

Dui was no less surprised than the other two at this moment. He didn't expect that the two elves could actually successfully cast a spell with his magic wand.

This means that these elves have the ability to cast spells if they have the corresponding magic wand.

It is even possible that these elves will suddenly transform from warriors into mages.

Thinking of this, a picture instantly appeared in Dui's mind: on the battlefield, the elves waved their magic wands in unison, shouting spells such as "Disarm Your Weapons" and "Petrify All", and defeated the opposing Orc army.

Dui quickly shook his head and couldn't think about it anymore.

This painting style is really weird and doesn't fit in with the Central Plains elements at all.

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On another terrace in the distance,

Elrond and Gandalf also watched the whole process.

"How do you feel, Lord Elrond?" Gandalf asked with a smile, "Did my companion bring you any surprises?"

"It is indeed a big surprise!" Elrond took a breath and looked at the figure in the distance with admiration.

"It seems I need to have a formal conversation with this young wizard."

Chapter 66: Making Wands for Elves

Duell was invited by Elrond's secretary, Lindir, to come to Elrond's palace with Elrohir and Elladan.

Gandalf was also in the palace.

"Father." The two elven brothers bowed to Elrond.

Seeing his twins, Elrond nodded, with love in his eyes.

He and his wife Celebrían had two sons and one daughter. His wife was ambushed and abducted by orcs at Redhorn Pass in the Misty Mountains on her way to Lothlórien to visit her parents, and suffered physical and mental torture.

It was the twins who went deep into the orcs' lair in the Misty Mountains and rescued their mother Celebrían.

But her spirit and soul were severely damaged, so she could only cross the sea and sail west to the immortal land of Valinor, hoping to heal her wounds.

The youngest daughter, Arwen, was taken care of by her parents-in-law, Celeborn and Galadriel, and lived in Lothlórien for a long time.

So only the twins stayed with him and lived with him.

"Lord Elrond, what can I do for you?" Dui asked doubtfully after greeting him.

"Wizard Doyle, could you please let me see your wand?"

Hearing this request, Dewi was a little surprised and turned his eyes to Gandalf beside him.

Gandalf smiled and nodded.

Seeing this, Dui handed over the wand without hesitation.

Elrond took the wand and looked at it carefully, with a look of growing surprise on his face.

"What a brilliant invention! It uses magical wood and substances imbued with magical power. This simple combination can produce a special magical effect."

"If I am not mistaken, the shaft is made from the willow of Huorn? As for the core..."

"The wand core is made of a strand of Rivermaiden Goldberry's hair and a strand of Tom Bombadil's beard," Dewey explained.

Elrond suddenly realized, and he grasped the wand with interest, waving it gently with elegant movements.

The waterfall outside the palace was blown by a gust of wind, and it condensed into a tall water horse, which rushed into the palace and galloped wildly, bringing a cool air. Then it rushed out of the palace again, jumped high, and plunged into the valley below.

"Very good!" Elrond commented with satisfaction. "Although your wand doesn't increase power much, it's a very good tool for channeling magic. Even underage elves can use your wand to cast good spells."

He returned the wand to Dui.

"Wizard Doyle, would you be willing to make a wand for us?"

"Of course, as a condition of the transaction, we promise to give you a satisfactory return."

"This..." Dui hesitated after hearing this. He looked at Gandalf, who did not show any attitude or expression.

"Lord Elrond, I would love to make wands for the elves. However, making wands is time-consuming, and I am currently on an expedition with my companions. I'm afraid I don't have the extra time to make wands."

This is not because Due is making excuses, after all, he has not even fulfilled his promise to Gandalf about the wand.

Gandalf had already carved the vinewood body of his staff, but the remaining core was nowhere to be found. When he was in the Trollwood, he had tried to make a wand with the nerves of a troll, but the result was not a good match for Gandalf, so he had to give up.

Hearing Dewi's answer, Elrond waved his hand.

"Time has no influence on us. We can wait for you to complete this expedition for years, decades, or even centuries."

Dui was surprised to hear this. He had forgotten that these elves were immortal. He quickly waved his hand and said, "It doesn't have to take that long. After this mission is over, I can agree to make a wand for Rivendell."

"However, the wand-making process is quite complex. I wonder how many wands you need me to make? If it's more than that, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you."

Hearing Dewi's agreement, Elrond smiled.

"Don't feel embarrassed, Wizard Doyle, just make wands for my two sons."

Dui breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

"That can."

"However, you need to prepare the magical wood and magical substances for making the wand yourself. I am only responsible for making the wand."

Elrond readily agreed, and then asked:

"Wizard Duil, you have helped us. What do you need?"

Before Dewi could answer, Gandalf winked at him, coughed, and spoke first: "Lord Elrond, Dewiel wants to possess a staff, but the magic gem of the staff is still missing. Do you have any information about the magic gem?"

Dewi opened his mouth, not expecting Gandalf to ask so much for him.