From Hogwarts to Strixhaven.

Chapter 270 Dorgud (1000010000)

"I want to go to Dol Guldur with you, wizard!" The next morning, Legolas stopped Ivy at the city gate. "Gandalf is a friend of the elves. I have an obligation to save our friends!"

"You can't keep up with me, Legolas," Ivy refused.

"I am a wood elf and this is the Mirkwood. No one can be faster than me in this forest." Legolas looked confident.

“Maybe I can’t, but with the help of Golden Horn, I can move forward on the green leaves on the treetops.” Ivy smiled.

"I can also advance on the treetops!" Legolas still did not give up.

"And my magic, with the help of the West Wind Horseshoe, Golden Horn can run at full speed for 12 hours. If you also run non-stop for 12 hours, I'm afraid you would have lost your combat effectiveness long ago." Ivy touched Golden Horn's proud neck.

"Well, wizard, I wish you a safe journey and success in rescuing our mutual friend." Legolas looked compromised.

Ivy shook the reins of Golden Horn and left the Woodland Kingdom with a gust of wind.

The West Wind Horseshoe allows Golden Horn to run on any unstable surface. If the impenetrable tree canopy of the Black Forest is regarded as an undulating hill, then Golden Horn is a golden whirlwind blowing across the surface of the hill.

After traveling with the dwarves for such a long time, it was the first time that Ivy let Golden Horn run freely, and he finally had the opportunity to see the true magic of magical animals.

The terrain in the Black Forest is complex and varied, and there are a large number of terrifying spiders living in it. If ordinary people want to cross the Black Forest from south to north, the best route must be to go outside the forest first, and then move along the border of the forest. But the Golden Horn is very different from ordinary war horses. It can see the treetops as flat ground. Therefore, less than two days and nights have passed, and Ivy can already see the fire gathered outside the ancient capital of Dol.

The forest was filled with orcs wearing black armor and marching in an orderly manner. Ivy could clearly see the fire from their camp even from several kilometers away.

There is no doubt that Sauron is already preparing for war. His goal is the same as Thorin's, both for the Lonely Mountain.

The only difference is that Thorin valued the gold and jewels in the Lonely Mountain, while Sauron valued the Lonely Mountain's excellent geographical location and the evil dragon Smaug lurking in it.

If the dragon's help could be obtained, the entire Rhovanion Wilds would become a vassal of the dark forces and a reward for Sauron's ambition. The metal produced by the Lonely Mountain and the Iron Hills would equip the orcs of Mordor. At that time, Sauron's dark ambition would no longer be stopped by anyone.

After Ivy restored his spell slots for the last time, he quietly waited in Dol Guldur for the arrival of the members of the White Council. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to break in and rescue Gandalf by himself.

Fortunately, Sauron's army had already assembled and was marching towards the Lonely Mountain. This army was advancing in the opposite direction of Ivy, but they did not have the ability to cross the Mirkwood, so they could only come to the outskirts of the forest first and then go around the Mirkwood to approach the Lonely Mountain from the north.

Ivy had also tried to get closer to Lothlorien in the past few days, hoping to see the elves' reinforcements there, but to Ivy's disappointment, no one showed up, whether it was a member of the White Council or an elf holding a longbow.

After the last group of orcs left, Ivy quietly approached the dark walls of Dol Guldur, a fortress covered with thorns. Desolate and dilapidated was the most appropriate way to describe it.

The orcs did leave guards behind, but their numbers were no longer an advantage for Ivy.

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On the third day after arriving in Dol Guldur, Ivy used invisibility magic and entered the fortress of the Dark Lord with Golden Horn.

The orcs here must have been bred unnaturally, otherwise they would never have grown so much taller than their counterparts in the Misty Mountains. Azog the Pale Orc could be said to have had a genetic mutation, but it was hard to believe that tens of thousands of orcs had genetic mutations at the same time. It seemed that Sauron was not only a necromancer, but also a genetic engineer.

Ivy thought his method of training orcs was very valuable for reference, but Dol Guldur was obviously not his base for training orcs, it was just a gathering point. If Ivy wanted to obtain Sauron's forbidden knowledge, in addition to going deep into the Barad-dur fortress in Mordor, he had no choice but to get the One Ring and then personally create his soul.

But Sauron was a fallen Maia, which meant that he was essentially a god. Although Ivy felt that he had reached a certain level of power, it was still too early to deal with a fallen god. However, Ivy was very likely to intervene in the War of the Ring sixty years later.

But whether Ivy could enter the world of Arda again at that time depended on the will of the creator god Eru Ilúvatar.

There was no point in thinking so much now. Ivy hadn't even figured out why the teleportation to another world had failed. Maybe he didn't need to think about entering Arda again, because he might not have left here even after sixty years.

"what--"

Gandalf's screams rang out in the Dol Guldur Fortress, and also pointed out the direction for Ivy to move forward. He shuttled back and forth between the stairs and thorns, and finally saw the old wizard who was hung up and beaten.

To be precise, they were beaten while hanging in a cage.

The one who did it was an orc whose head was reinforced with iron plates and rivets. It seemed that he couldn't find a suitable doctor to save his broken head, so he had to ask a blacksmith to repair it for him.

I have to say that the blacksmith's craftsmanship is really not that good. I wonder if his IQ has been affected.

Gandalf looked like he had been hanging in the cage for some time, the frail old man unable to do anything more than wail.

Both the orcs and Ivy thought so.

So the orc took down the iron cage, threw the old man to the ground, and began to question him: "You have something my master needs! Where is it? You know what I mean! One of the three rings of the elves..."

Before the orc could finish his question, Gandalf rolled nimbly on the ground, picked up an iron chain and threw it at the orc.

The blow struck the orc in the face, and made him bleed profusely. If his head had not been reinforced with iron plates and rivets, Gandalf would have killed him.

The orc was furious after being imprisoned for several days and was beaten by a prisoner who had not eaten or drunk anything. He picked up the big knife he had thrown on the ground and was about to chop Gandalf.

Ivy knew he couldn't watch any longer, so he revealed himself and released a thunder wave.

The reverberating thunder threw the orc high into the air, and he fell from the high tower of Dol Guldur with a scream.

Thanks to the ability of [Element Shaping], this thunder wave did not throw Gandalf down.

　I woke up and found that I had missed the catch-up reading. The sky fell

　　
　
(End of this chapter)