The person is at Hogwarts, but the system is in Middle-earth!

Chapter 100 Escape from Death, Sam's Watch!

"How do we get out?" Harry asked desperately, looking at the pile of rocks blocking their path like a small mountain in the distance. "Ron is still over there, but we can't get through."

“Going back the way we came is impossible,” Rowe replied. “Unless you want to dig through those rocks with your bare hands, or we dig a hole here like the dwarves and settle down.”

Just then, Fox let out a clear cry. It circled once in mid-air, its golden tail feathers brushing against Rowe's cheek.

[Triggering a story event: The Giant Eagle's Rescue]

Vehicle Type: Legendary Flying Creature

[Summoned Unit: Wind King Guanhe]

[Destination: Minas Tirith (Hogwarts Castle)]

"Ah, of course." Rowe looked at the "King of Eagles" that blotted out the sky in the system's view and smiled knowingly. "I knew Gandalf wouldn't let us go back. This is a classic evacuation scenario."

Fox landed in front of them. It didn't grow bigger, but in Rowe's eyes, it lowered its noble head and spread its broad, cloud-like golden wings, gesturing for everyone to ride on its back.

"Hold on tight to each other's robes," Lowe commanded. "This is an express train; there are no seatbelts or vomit bags. If you accidentally fall off, I can't catch you in mid-air."

Harry hesitated for a moment before grasping Fawkes's long, golden tail feathers. It seemed incredible—how could a bird the size of a swan possibly carry three people?

But to everyone's surprise, the bird was incredibly strong. When Harry grabbed it, he was lifted up with ease.

"Love, you come too!" Harry grabbed Ginny's arm.

Rowe grabbed Harry's ankle, creating a precarious human chain.

"Hold on tight, hobbits!" Rowe shouted. "Whoosh! Takeoff!"

The Fox flapped its wings and took off from the ground.

To Harry and Ginny, they felt like a string of sausages being pulled along, wobbling and flying upwards through a narrow pipe. The slime on the pipe walls smeared onto their robes, and they occasionally bumped into protruding rocks.

"Ouch! My head!" Harry complained.

But in Lo Wei's eyes, the style was completely different.

He was riding on the broad back of the Wind King Gwyneth, soaring ten thousand meters above the ground. Below him lay the crumbling Black Tower of Barador, its molten lava flowing like a red dragon across the land, swallowing the darkness of Mordor. The howling winds of Valinor swept past his ears, the winds of freedom that dispersed the smoke of war.

"Wuhu—!"

Lowe couldn't help but let out a joyful cheer.

"Fly! You fools!"

He shouted out Gandalf's classic line, which seemed a bit out of place in this scene, but the heroic spirit he exuded was undeniable.

"Love! Don't move!" Harry yelled from above. "We're going to crash into the wall! Are you crazy?"

"That's turbulence!" Lowe shouted back, his voice echoing through the pipes. "Hold on! We'll be safe once we get through this volcanic ash cloud! Don't look down, that's an abyss!"

A few minutes later, a glimmer of light finally appeared ahead. The light grew stronger and stronger; it was the long-awaited exit.

"arrive!"

Fox surged upwards and passed through the last section of the pipe.

That was the small hole that Ron had dug open.

Ron, his face covered in dust and his fingers bleeding, was peering anxiously into the hole. His red hair was studded with gravel, and his fingernails were full of dirt, clearly from digging frantically.

When he saw Fox fly out with a string of people, his eyes widened like saucers and his mouth opened wide enough to fit a chocolate frog.

"Harry! Ginny!" Ron's voice was hoarse with excitement, a hoarseness that came from crying.

Fox deftly slipped through the opening and lowered everyone down.

Ron rushed forward without hesitation, hugging Ginny tightly, and then hugging Harry tightly as well. The three of them huddled together, Ron's tears and snot smearing all over Harry.

"You're alive! Merlin, you're alive!" Ron cried incoherently. "I thought... I thought I was going to lose you all! I was even prepared to fight that heir to the death!"

Luo Wei stood aside, quietly watching this touching scene.

Under the system's filter, the disheveled, crying red-haired boy gradually overlapped with the loyal gardener.

[NPC Identification: Samwise Gamgi]

[Title: The Resilient Watcher]

[Review: He may not be the smartest or the strongest, but he is definitely someone you can trust with your back.]

"Sam..." Rowe stepped forward and gently patted Ron on the shoulder.

"Wh...what?" Ron wiped away his tears, looking at Rowe blankly. "What did you say?"

"You did it, Sam." Rowe looked at him approvingly. "You didn't give up hope. Without your watch at Doom Pass, without your relentless digging, we might never have made it back. You are a true warrior."

Ron blinked. Although he didn't understand anything about what Rowe was saying about "Sam" and "Doomsday Pass," he could feel the sincere gratitude and affirmation. He blushed and scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly.

"Uh...you're welcome, buddy." Ron sniffed. "I was just...I was just digging for rocks. I figured if I went in, at least I could help you guys ward off some kind of curse or something."

"It's not just about rocks." Rowe looked at the small hole. "What you've dug open is a path to life. In the darkest of times, there are still those who watch over the light; that is the greatest courage."

[Mission Completion: The Escape Room Chapter - Completed]

[Rewards: Mount Proficiency (Flying Creature) +10; Legendary Status +500; Reach "Exalted" affinity with the Weasley family.]

Suddenly, the door to the bathroom was flung open and slammed against the wall with a loud bang.

Professor McGonagall, dressed in pajamas with slightly disheveled hair, had clearly just jumped out of bed. Following closely behind were the Weasleys, their faces filled with anxiety.

"Ginny!"

Molly Weasley let out a heart-wrenching scream and rushed over to hug Ginny tightly. Arthur Weasley also rushed over, holding his children, his eyes red and swollen.

Looking at the chaotic yet heartwarming scene, at the weeping Molly, the relieved Arthur, and the serious but tearful Professor McGonagall, Lowe quietly took a step back.

He didn't want to disturb this time that belonged to his family.

He walked to the broken mirror and looked at himself in it.

His robes were tattered, his face was covered in soot and blood, and he was carrying the Gryffindor sword.

"What a long journey! Thankfully, everything went smoothly!"

"Respect the Central Plains."

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