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

All the hobbits who witnessed this scene stared wide-eyed, as if in a dream.

On the high ground, Brandy Deer Clan Head Luo Rui stared at the figure with shock and intensity, his inner turmoil overflowing.

He knew Duir's identity as a wizard, but he never imagined he would be this strong. Under that magical and powerful magic, he watched Duir stroll among the tree people as if taking a leisurely walk, and no one could stop him wherever he went!

He was starting to regret not having befriended the wizard earlier, and at the same time, he envied the lucky boy, Drogon Baggins, who had lived with the wizard for so long; they must have developed a deep bond even if they weren't friends.

With such a powerful wizard as his backer, no one would underestimate him.

Thinking this through, Rory Brandyde had some ideas. Perhaps it wouldn't be bad to let his daughter, Dorado, get in touch with that kid.

As time passed little by little.

On the battlefield, Dui was panting, looking somewhat exhausted.

He had already dealt with countless Hoon treemen. Those petrified Hoon treemen were now like motionless trees, almost turning the once empty, wide grassland into a dense forest.

Having defeated so many treants, Dui was exhausted, his voice was almost gone, and he had very little magic left.

However, the result did not disappoint. Dui successfully repelled the Tree People's attack and prevented them from crossing the high fence and entering the Hobbit territory.

Seeing that the tree people had stopped attacking, Dui did not let his guard down.

Rumble! The ground shook.

A colossal creature emerged from the old forest, sweeping away everything in its path and carving a wide road through the dense woods.

Illuminated by the firelight, the enormous creature revealed its true form.

It's that old willow tree in the center of the old forest!

The old willow tree, with its blackened, carbonized exterior and withered, yellow branches, resembled a ferocious monster baring its fangs and claws in the darkness and flickering firelight, exuding overwhelming malevolence and emitting a piercing, low-pitched buzzing sound.

Dui's eyes narrowed; the old willow tree had actually appeared!

Moreover, compared to its already enormous trunk, its roots are even larger, almost ten times the size of its body, like a giant octopus waving its thick roots, sweeping away all the trees that block its path.

Dui immediately realized that he was being locked onto by an invisible gaze filled with murderous intent, the source of which was the old willow tree.

Dui finally realized that the old willow tree was after him.

He instantly tensed up, ready for anything.

The old willow tree didn't stop; its countless huge, thick roots gripped the ground, rampaging through the trees until they reached the high hedge. It used its massive roots to pierce the hedge, tearing it apart as easily as ripping a piece of paper.

Everyone gasped, their faces filled with terror and despair. This old willow tree was a hundred times more terrifying than any of the other tree-people! How could they possibly stop it?

Dui, who was facing the old willow tree directly, was under even greater pressure at this moment.

"Armor protection! Petrify them all, petrify them all...!" He immediately cast an Iron Armor Spell on himself and then kept chanting the spell loudly.

My dry throat was already from overuse, and now it's become even hoarser. Every time I chant a mantra, I can taste the rust in my throat.

Even so, the petrification spell could only immobilize the old willow tree for a few breaths before it forcefully broke free and swung its massive roots and branches at Dui, slamming them heavily onto the illusory shield formed by the Ironclad Spell.

Under the constant bombardment, the illusory shield protecting Dui grew dimmer and dimmer, showing signs of breaking at any moment.

The hobbits watching this scene were on tenterhooks.

Dui was at a loss for words. This old willow tree not only had ridiculously high magic resistance, but also very strong physical attacks. Each attack was extremely powerful, and even the Ironclad Curse could not withstand it for long.

Seeing the critical situation, he shouted towards the high ground where the Brandy Deer family was located, "Quickly throw the oil barrels and wine barrels towards me!"

Upon hearing Dui's voice, the members of the Brandy Deer family were somewhat confused and looked at the family head, Rory, seeking his decision.

Looking at Duir, who was simmering with the old willow tree in the distance, Rory Brandy Deer did not hesitate to order all the barrels containing oil and wine to be launched at Duir's direction using catapults.

"Fire!" With a command, the catapults launched into the air, sending barrels flying like cannonballs, soaring high into the sky and landing precisely at the location of Dui and the old willow tree.

"Yugadimurleviosa!"

Dui's dry, hoarse voice rang out, and the falling wooden barrels instantly stopped in mid-air.

Then, with a flick of Dui's finger, he quickly smashed the old willow tree, soaking it completely.

"Blazing flames~" A small flame emerged from his fingertip, and with a flick of his hand, the flame flew out and landed on the old willow tree.

The old willow tree was quickly engulfed by flames, transforming into a towering fiery tree. The dazzling flames illuminated the entire Stagland, and could even be clearly seen from Frog Village on the other side of the Brandy River.

The old willow tree let out a piercing, painful scream, its branches and roots flailing wildly in an attempt to extinguish the flames, but to no avail; the flames burned ever brighter, like a persistent fire.

The scorching heat baked the surrounding grass leaves until they curled and turned yellow, and you could feel the heat wave hitting you.

Dui looked at the old willow tree struggling wildly in the sea of ​​fire, his face expressionless.

But their vigilance was at its highest.

Beware of the old willow tree's dying counterattack.

"Waaaaah!"

The roots and branches of the old willow tree rapidly carbonized in the fire, crackling and making a sound like a mournful cry.

A pair of invisible eyes, filled with hatred and resentment, stared intently at Dui.

The huge crack in the tree trunk was wide open, like a giant mouth.

A strange and piercing melody emanated from the crack, drifting throughout the old forest.

The melody was magical, suppressing all other sounds and making it seem as if only this eerie tune existed in the entire world.

Dui's expression changed, and he quickly covered his ears with both hands.

But it turned out to be ineffective.

The melody ignored his blocked ears, its demonic sound flooding his mind and echoing endlessly.

His thoughts and consciousness gradually became chaotic and blurred, as if another will was trying to seize control of his body!

"Snapped!"

Dui slapped himself hard, trying to clear his head.

But the effect was minimal, and consciousness continued to gradually fade.

He gritted his teeth and plunged his left hand into the fire.

"Ah!"

The intense pain made him cry out in pain, and his previously hazy consciousness instantly returned.

Dui regained consciousness temporarily, but the hobbits present were not so lucky. Under the hypnotic influence of the magic sound, their eyes became glazed and empty, and they moved toward the old willow tree like puppets.

Dui's expression changed drastically. If these hobbits were allowed to get close to the old willow tree, they would either be crushed to death by the mad old willow tree or burned to death by the fire!

The old willow tree wants everyone to be buried with it!