Hogwarts wizards who signed in to Middle-earth...

However, as the saying goes, "If you want to do something well, you must first have the right tools."

Duy made a special trip to the blacksmith's shop in Buckstown and commissioned the hobbit craftsman there to create a set of tools for carving wands, based on his drawings.

After obtaining the tools, Dui began processing the willow wood.

He carefully peeled off the bark with a knife, then cut and carved it little by little according to the shape and size of the wand he had envisioned.

But the reality was that his brain learned it, but his hands and feet did not.

Wand carving is a delicate craft that requires complete concentration. Even the slightest deviation can affect the balance and feel of the wand.

So unsurprisingly, his first work was a failure.

The willow wood was no longer usable for making a wand, so Dui had no choice but to throw the half-carved wand into the fireplace to burn as firewood.

Looking at the two remaining willow logs, Dui dared not continue carving with them, otherwise, if they were both ruined, he would have to go back to the old forest to find an old willow tree.

He had no confidence that he could safely get another willow branch from the old willow tree.

So he turned his attention to the other pieces of wood he had brought back, intending to practice with them first, and then work on the willow wood when he was more confident.

For the next two days, Dui spent his time carving a magic wand out of wood.

Although none of them were successful, the craft was gradually maturing, and the carved wands were beginning to take shape.

But on the third night after he returned from the old forest, a loud and piercing bell rang throughout the entire Stag Country, waking Dui and Zogo from their sleep.

Zhuoguo knocked on Dui's door in a panic. "Dui, get up quickly! We need to get to Brandy Place immediately!"

"What happened?" Dui asked, getting up as he saw Zhuoguo's expression.

Zhuo Guo quickly explained, "The bell that's ringing now is the alarm bell for Buckland. Once it rings, it means Buckland is in danger! The last time it rang was fifteen years ago when the Brandy River flooded! I wonder what happened this time?"

Upon hearing this, Dui's expression turned serious.

Without lingering, the two changed their clothes and immediately headed to Brandy Place, encountering other hobbits along the way.

The square was packed with people, but Dui, a tall man, stood out among the hobbits.

At the very front of the square stood a row of militiamen, fully armed and ready to go, along with members of the Brandy Deer family, the rulers of Buckland, and their leader, Rory Brandy Deer.

"Silence!" Rory Brandyde shouted, facing the group of hobbits below. His expression was serious and solemn as he announced some very bad news to them.

"Gentlemen, the Bucklands are in danger! The old forest trees have suddenly rioted and are trying to scale the hedges and invade our home. We can't let them succeed!"

"Therefore, I need everyone except the elderly and children to follow me and fight back against the trees' attack!"

Upon hearing this, all the hobbits in the square were in an uproar, and a sense of tension and fear instantly surged up.

But Dui felt a sudden pang of unease. The Old Forest and the Buck Lands had always been clearly separated, and there had been no conflict between them for hundreds of years.

Could this inexplicable riot and invasion be due to my own actions?

In this urgent situation, despite their tension and fear, all the hobbits picked up axes, sickles, hoes, and any other usable weapons, and joined the Brandyde family to defend their home.

Drago Baggins, holding an axe, looked tense and uneasy, but still whispered to Duy, "Duy, this is our battle to defend our home with the old forest trees. You're not a hobbit, you don't need to get involved."

Looking at Zhuoguo's sincere attempt to persuade him, Du Yi felt a little guilty and shook his head to refuse, saying, "The more people there are, the more strength there is. I can't stand idly by while you defend the Bucks. Besides, have you forgotten that I'm a wizard? Maybe I can help."

Then everyone went to the high fence.

Meanwhile, the battle on the High Hedge was fierce. Countless Hoon Treemen emerged from the old forest, pulling roots from the ground and quickly surrounding the High Hedge wall. They used their thick branches to hammer the wall, attempting to destroy it and thus advance into the Stag's Land.

Although the thick fence has temporarily halted the advance of the Huon Treemen, it is already teetering on the brink of collapse due to the Treemen's continuous destruction, and some gaps have even begun to appear, making it vulnerable to being breached at any moment.

The Hobbit militia, who arrived ahead of schedule, were constantly firing rockets from their bows, attempting to repel the Hooan treemen's attack with fire.

Lord Rory Brandy Deer of Stagland stood on a hillside, directing his Brandy Deer family members to set up several catapults, placing barrels of oil and wine on them, which were then launched high into the air and struck the Tree Men behind the high fence.

Then, a lit fireball was thrown, igniting the spilled oil and wine, instantly engulfing the tree people in a sea of ​​fire. Some tree people who were drenched in oil and wine even turned into burning trees, emitting low screams.

Seeing this, Dui couldn't help but cheer for Rory Brandy Deer's actions. Such a clever and decisive method was something he couldn't think of better.

But to Dui's and all the hobbits' horror, despite the heavy losses suffered by the tree-men, they continued to attack the high hedges relentlessly, ramming them with their massive bodies and plunging their thick roots into the ground to break the hedge's roots!

Soon, a huge hole was smashed through the high fence, and a Hooan tree-man leaped over the fence, wielding his thick roots and branches, and hurled them at the terrified Hobbit militia.

Given the Hobbit's small size, if it were hit by a Tree Spirit, it would probably be turned into a pile of minced meat.

"They'll all be petrified!"

A dazzling light shone brightly in the night sky, instantly striking the treant. The treant's attack stopped abruptly, as if it had been frozen in place.

The hobbits who were nearly crushed to death, still shaken, looked at Dui, who had saved them, with a mixture of awe and gratitude.

"Get out of here, I'll take care of this!" Dui said calmly to the Hobbit militiamen, then walked straight past them toward the gap.

He couldn't stand by and watch the hobbits die, especially when he believed that the tree revolt was likely his fault.

"Petrify them all! Petrify them all! Quickly repel them... make them freeze and die! Eliminate your weapons..."

Dui took the initiative, unleashing a barrage of dazzling spells that flew out as if the land were empty, freezing, sending the approaching treants flying backward, or locking them in place...