Hogwarts wizards who signed in to Middle-earth

Even his wife, Galadriel, far surpassed him in reputation, status and power in Middle-earth.

But that doesn't mean he is a mediocre person.

If he didn't have outstanding strength, how could he win the favor of Galadriel?

Therefore, Dewi never looked down on him because of the title "the man behind Galadriel".

Seeing that Dui was neither humble nor arrogant, Celeborn showed a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"Galadriel once told me that Middle-earth would welcome a wizard beyond compare, and it seems her vision remains as sharp as ever."

"Lady Galadriel, you flatter me. I am just an ordinary wizard."

"No ordinary wizard can tame a dragon." Celeborn smiled and turned his gaze to Legolas. When his emerald green eyes met the elven prince's, there was a hint of the gentleness of an elder.

"Thranduil's son is indeed as bright as a star. I see some of your father's former charm in you. Is your father well?"

Legolas bowed, his tone more respectful. "My father is well, Lord Celeborn. I give you my regards. He often told me of you, saying you were older than the trees of Mirkwood and wiser than the lakes of the Misty Mountains."

Although Thranduil and Celeborn are not related by blood, they are both Sindarin elves and are naturally closer.

Therefore, Celeborn treated Legolas like his own junior.

After exchanging a few words with Legolas, he finally exchanged a gentle greeting with Bilbo.

Galadriel stood beside her husband, looking at everyone gently without saying a word.

After everyone had finished exchanging greetings, he instructed the elves to prepare a dinner to entertain the guests who had come from afar.

The dinner was not grand, but the atmosphere was solemn and gentle, without any noise.

The lord and his wife sat at the head table, dining with Gandalf, Due, Bilbo, and Legolas.

In addition, there was another elf attending the banquet.

She is Arwen, the daughter of Elrond and Princess of the Evening Star, who grew up in Lórien.

She is also the granddaughter of Celeborn and Galadriel.

Arwen has long, shiny black hair, a pair of bright and deep gray eyes, skin as white as jade, a graceful figure and a light body, and exudes a smart and elegant temperament in her every move.

She has the blood of the sub-god Maia, the blood of the three royal families of the elves, and the common blood of the three ancient families of mankind.

Such a complex and noble bloodline gives it the divinity of the Maia, the elegance of the elves, and the free will of humans.

Looking at the elven princess leaning on Galadriel, Dui's eyes were full of amazement.

If Galadriel's beauty is as bright and dazzling as the moon, she is the queen of the night sky, inspiring awe in people.

Arwen is just like her title, Evening Star. Her beauty is gentle and pure. She is like a star in the night sky, emitting a soft and dazzling light, attracting people's attention.

Arwen was obviously very favored in Lórien. She snuggled up to Celeborn and Galadriel with a girlish spirit.

The two powerful elven lords and their spouses always looked at her with loving eyes.

As Dui looked at the Princess of Dusk Star.

The other party was also curious about Dui, the wizard who subdued the dragon.

Their eyes met.

Arwen was stunned for a moment, then smiled gently and politely and nodded at him.

Dui did not feel guilty about being caught peeking, his eyes remained calm and he nodded politely in response.

It's a pity in my heart that such a beautiful evening star chose to become a mortal for love, and finally passed away after losing everything she had.

He remembered the very end, when all the elves had crossed the sea and old Aragorn had passed away.

This Evening Star chose to leave the human kingdom and return to the forest where the elves once lived, spending the last part of his life in loneliness and sadness.

I don’t know if she regretted it at that time?

But all this has not happened yet, and Aragorn is still just a little kid at this time, let alone love at first sight.

Dewi thought with amusement that perhaps he could intervene and connect Lórien to the hearth of Rivendell.

Then let Arwen go to Rivendell and meet the child version of Aragorn as soon as possible.

In this situation, if Arwen could still fall in love with Aragorn.

Then he could only say that it was his fate.

But before he could continue to daydream, the system gave a long-awaited prompt:

[Hogwarts Sign-in System: Locating Lothlórien, do you want to sign in?]

Dui came back to his senses and silently said in his heart, "Sign in."

[Successful sign-in, congratulations on obtaining the prophecy talent! ]

A gift for prophecy? Dui was stunned.

The image of Professor Trelawney, speaking in a dazed and crazy manner, instantly flashed through his mind.

Well, what if he doesn't want this kind of talent?

The next second, Dui felt his mind become clear.

It was as if his third eye had been opened, and he looked at the world from a perspective he had never seen before.

A mysterious aura enveloped him, making him suddenly become very rational and mysterious.

Such a change was very subtle, but it could not escape the perception of several powerful people present.

Galadriel, Gandalf, and Celeborn all turned to look at Dewi with surprise on their faces.

"That's..." For the first time, Celeborn's calm face changed, filled with surprise and doubt.

"It is the power of fate." Galadriel said in a positive tone with a twinkling eye.

"Dui'er, how are you?" Gandalf asked with some concern.

Dewi looked at Gandalf and was about to answer.

Suddenly, some scenes that he had never seen before appeared in his mind.

He couldn't help but say, "The Age of Elves will end, and the Age of Humans is about to begin. When the Broken Sword is reforged, the one who lost his crown will become king again. Darkness will rise again, and the Demon King will try to find his lost treasure..."

His voice was low and emotionless as he spoke the prophecy calmly.

Everyone looked at Dui with empty eyes in astonishment, and listened to his emotionless voice in deathly silence.

It wasn't until Dui finished his last sentence that his empty eyes refocused and he coughed lightly.

Everyone came back to their senses and looked at Dui with curiosity.

"Duir, you never told me that you could predict the future?" Gandalf sighed with a complicated look in his eyes.

Dui coughed uncomfortably again: "Actually, I just found out about this too."

Gandalf shook his head. He knew that Dewi had some secrets, but he also had secrets of his own, so he had no intention of snooping into them.

He turned to Galadriel and Celeborn and asked, "What do you think of Duir's prophecy?"

To be honest, prophecies in Middle-earth are not uncommon.

For example, Glorfindel, Lord of the Golden Flower, once prophesied to the Witch-king of Angmar that he would not die at the hands of man.

The word used for “人” here is “man”, which can refer to both people and men.

In the end, the Witch-king of Angmar was killed by Princess Eowyn of the Kingdom of Rohan, and the hobbit Merry, who seriously injured him with a dagger, was not human.

This ending just fulfilled Glorfindel's prophecy.

And Maubeth, the prophet of Arthedain, foretold that Aragorn would traverse the Road of Kings and call upon the dead to fulfill their oath.

Even Elrond and Galadriel had the power of prophecy.

Of course, their predictions are not gifts, but rather the result of seeing future possibilities through wisdom and foresight after a long period of time.

So although they were surprised that Dui could predict the future, they were not too shocked.

They all focused their attention on the content of Dui's prophecy.

Their boundless wisdom enables them to easily decipher the ambiguous meaning of prophecies and understand their true messages.

"The prophecy is clear. The dark forces will rise again, and Sauron and his minions are trying to find the lost One Ring." Galadriel looked towards the Far East with deep eyes and a worried look on her face.

"Obviously, we were all wrong. The One Ring did not flow down the Anduin River into the ocean as we thought. Otherwise, Sauron would not have tried to find it."

Celeborn frowned upon hearing this.

"Isildur was slain by Orcs at the Golden Iris, and the Ring was lost. Orcs, Men, and even Elves have searched the land, but have found nothing.

But if the Ring is not there, where could it be?"

"It must be hidden somewhere, or in someone's hands," said Gandalf.

After hearing what they said, Bilbo looked a little uncomfortable. He lowered his head and unconsciously touched the things in his pocket with his hands.

Since entering here, the magic ring in his pocket has become unusually quiet, even like an ordinary gold ring.

And Dewi also noticed Bilbo's abnormality.

He originally brought Bilbo here with the intention of letting Galadriel and the others discover the Lord of the Rings.

After all, this ring is not a good thing. The longer Bilbo is in contact with it, the more it will erode his body and mind.

He thought that perhaps he could throw the Lord of the Rings into Mount Doom and destroy it before Sauron recovered, thus sending Sauron offline early.

There is no need to wait for more than seventy years before Frodo can escort the Lord of the Rings.

He had no intention of following the plot anyway.

Do we have to wait for Sauron to recover before another battle?

Isn't that asking for trouble?

So Dewi watched Bilbo hesitate and struggle, walked silently to his side, and gently put his hand on his shoulder.

Bilbo shuddered, and with a stiff neck he turned to look at Dewi.

Dui patted his shoulder and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"Remember what I told you before? And think about what Gollum looks like. Do you want to become like that?"

When Bilbo heard this, Gollum's image popped up in his mind unconsciously, and he shuddered.