Magic Journey from Hogwarts

An old man in a gray robe and a wizard hat walked slowly towards him.

He has blue eyes and a long gray beard, and holds a long staff in his right hand and his black wand in his left.

Chapter 232 Amnesia?Arrogantly ignorant

The first time he saw the old man, Aaron couldn't help swallowing.

He instinctively felt that the other party was not simple. Although he was dressed in shabby clothes, his temperament was exactly the same as that of Albus Dumbledore.

unlucky!

Aaron complained speechlessly in his heart.

When I first arrived, I met a person who seemed to be a big boss, and I didn't know if it was good or bad.

"Son, is this yours?" the old man asked again.

"Yeah." Aaron nodded politely, "It's mine."

"Then take it!" The old man smiled and handed over the wand, "Human magicians are still quite rare.

Son, you are very talented, can you tell me about your origin? "

Looking at those blue eyes full of wisdom, Aaron felt a slight pressure, and his mentality couldn't help but burst.

He was so straightforward when he first came up, and he was particularly unfriendly to him, an extraterrestrial visitor.

He doesn't know anything about this world, how to answer?

After a moment of silence, Aaron's face showed a trace of bewilderment, and he shook his head in doubt, "I don't remember."

Pretending to be amnesia was Aaron's flash of thought. It was the best and most suitable for his current situation, because he really didn't know anything.

"Don't remember?" The old man frowned slightly, and looked at Aaron carefully, "How do you know that this wand is yours if you don't remember?"

"I can feel it is important to me." Aaron said the words completely instinctively without the slightest hesitation.

"Then what do you remember?"

"Gaius, Aaron Gaius, that's my name."

"Gaius?" The old man's pupils were slightly dilated, but they quickly returned to their original state, but there was a hint of eagerness in his eyes.

"Have you heard of this name?" Aaron asked tentatively. He wasn't sure if his ancestors had ever been to this world, but judging by the old man's expression, he probably did!

God, no, Goddess of Luck, if an ancestor has been here, don't bury any pits for his descendants.

"No, I haven't heard of it at all." The old man shook his head slowly, and said meaningfully: "But I can feel a kind of guidance in the dark, Gaius is very special, and it will be of great help to the good side. .”

Aaron raised his eyebrows. At any rate, he was also a human trafficker who had kidnapped and trafficked human traffickers. This kind of talk is nonsense and has no credibility.

Even if this old man made him feel unfathomable, it only made him dubious. It is better to stay away from him before he is not sure about the character of the other party.

"Old man, you really know how to joke." Aaron scratched his head. "I don't think I'm special. The most important thing for me is to find a place to dry my clothes."

"You can use magic, you don't have to worry about anything in front of me."

Aaron:  …

I don't, Flo specifically reminded me not to use magic casually.

"Old man, let's not talk about whether I can use magic, even if I can, what do you think I can do when I am in a state of amnesia?"

"Instinct." The old man said seriously, "Wave the magic wand and use instinct to guide the magic power in your body.

Believe me, you can do it. "

The corners of Aaron's eyes twitched slightly, and he was even more speechless.

This old man is even more difficult than Dumbledore, is it over?

He picked up his wand and flicked it lightly, but nothing happened.

"It may take a little practice." The old man was not disappointed, "I will take you to a warm place first, you need clean clothes and hot food."

No, I don't need to, I just finished my meal.

Besides, if you weren't here, I wouldn't be so restrained and restrained.

Although he thought so in his heart, Aaron could only follow the old man at the moment. It was better to follow a local than him to run around like a headless chicken.

"By the way, I don't know your name yet!"

"Gandalf." The old man said slowly, "The gray-robed wizard is quite famous."

"Well, I haven't heard of it."

Gandalf shook his head with a smile, and led Aaron forward.

During the journey, Aaron also had some superficial understanding of the world.

There are many different races, humans, elves and dwarves predominate.

There is magic, but very few people know it. It can be described as rare. The civilization is bright but the technology is not developed.

Knowing this, Aaron felt a lot easier.

First of all, this world is still relatively peaceful, he doesn't need to participate in any wars, and secondly, it is not a problem to protect himself with his mid-level magister's strength.

After walking for more than half an hour, the two came to a Taoyuan where the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant.

"Here we are, Shire. The people who live here are hobbits." Gandalf pointed to a cave covered in green in front of him. "What do you think of this place?"

"Well...suitable for old age." Aaron smiled, "Blue sky, white clouds, flowers, lakes and warm sunshine, these combinations are synonymous with beauty."

"That's right." Gandalf nodded, leaning on his wand, he walked outside a low fence, where a hobbit was sitting on a bench, smoking comfortably.

Hobbits are only about one meter long. They have slightly pointed ears and wide soles of their feet. There are hard pads and thick brown curly hair on the soles of their feet. They generally do not need to wear shoes.

Aaron's first impression of this hobbit was that it was safe, not threatening, and more harmless than his dragon, and he seemed to be a peaceful group.

As if sensing that someone was coming, the hobbit on the bench opened his eyes.

Looking at the old and the young outside the fence, he paused for a while, then looked away embarrassedly, "Good morning."

"Are you simply saying good morning, or are you telling me it's a good morning anyway, or that you're feeling good this morning, or that you're trying to do something good this morning."

"I think it's all of the above."

"Very good." Gandalf twitched the corner of his mouth, and then pushed Aaron a small step forward, "Aaron Gaius, this child may need your help."

Aaron:  …

The hobbit looked at Aaron before noticing his wet clothes, "You may need clean clothes, but mine may not suit you.

My house is still warm though, and you can warm your clothes by the fire if you want. "

"This really flatters me." Aaron hesitated for a moment, then took out a gold coin from his pocket, "This is my thanks for your kindness."

"That's unnecessary." The hobbit politely refused, and then opened the half-meter-high fence and invited Aaron into his yard. "Every hobbit will lend a helping hand to those in need."

Gandalf smiled, and instead of entering his yard, he looked at the hobbit thoughtfully.

"Is there anything I can do for you?"

"It's not sure yet, I'm looking for a partner to share the adventure with."

The hobbit froze for a moment, and he read from Gandalf's eyes that he seemed to be on the shortlist.

"adventure?

I don't think anyone west of Bree would be interested in something dirty and tired and uncomfortable that would make you miss dinner. The hobbit smacked his cigarette holder. "Good morning!" "

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the door, his meaning was quite obvious: don't look for me, I'm not interested.

"I didn't expect that I would be like a peddler in this life, and be sent 'good morning' by Belladonna's son." Gandalf said before the fence.

"What did you say?" asked the hobbit, turning around.

"You're coming back from life, Bilbo Baggins."

"Excuse me, do I know you?"

"You know my name, but forget what I look like, I am Gandalf.

And Gandalf is..."

"Grey-robed mage." Aaron added.

"Yes, that's what Gaius said."

"Gandalf?" Bilbo seemed to have thought of something, and pointed his tobacco stick at Gandalf in surprise, "You are a wandering wizard and a master of fireworks.

Old Took used to cast them on the summer solstice, didn't realize you were still in business. "

"Otherwise what else can I do?" Gandalf smiled angrily.

puff!

Aaron laughed unkindly.

It is embarrassing that he is obviously a powerful magician, but he is reduced to selling fireworks for a living.

Gandalf felt offended, "Aaron, although there is something wrong with your memory, you should not forget the most basic manners."

"Sorry." Aaron waved his hand, "I really couldn't hold back.

Logically speaking, a highly respected wizard like you should be respected wherever he goes. "

"Hmph!" Gandalf snorted, and looked at Bilbo, "I'm glad you remember me, though only about my fireworks.

OK, so it's decided.

It'll be great for you, it'll be fun for me, and it'll be meaningful for him. "

"Wait." Aaron's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition, "What does it mean to be meaningful to me?"

"You will know when the time comes, I will inform others."

"Who to notify?" Bilbo also sensed something was wrong, and immediately pulled Aaron to the door, "Adventures are not welcome here, not today.

I suggest you go to the hill or creek and ask. "

Although it was the first time they met, Aaron and Bilbo cooperated very tacitly at the moment, and they didn't even give Gandalf a chance to speak, so they decisively opened the door and got in.

The two leaned against the door, one left and one right, and Bilbo locked the door decisively.

Just as the two breathed a sigh of relief, a strange sound suddenly came from their ears, as if something sharp had passed through the door.

Bilbo frowned, turned around and walked to the window, but before he could see clearly, he met a pair of sharp blue pupils. He was so startled that he immediately retreated behind the wall, and Aaron was a little surprised by the speed of his reaction.

It is understandable to be timid, but it is not necessary to hide so far!

Both were relieved to see Gandalf go away from the window.

"Mr. Baggins, I have an uneasy feeling."

"Should be no problem!" Bilbo bit his finger uncertainly, "We both refused, even if there is really any adventure, Gandalf can't force us!"

"No, no, you're still too young.

There is a price to be paid for underestimating people, especially some elderly people, none of whom are fuel-efficient lamps. "

"Haha." Bilbo pointed to himself, "Although hobbits live longer than humans, it's embarrassing to be called young by a teenager like you. I'm already dozens of years old."

"Uh...my memory is wrong, I don't know much about it." Aaron said awkwardly, "After all, you only look like you are in your twenties."

Bilbo nodded, then realized something, and said speechlessly, "Even if I'm in my twenties, you don't have the right to call me young."

"Okay." Aaron nodded, "But my intuition has always been very accurate. If possible, we'd better go out and hide for a while. After hiding for a day or two, we should be fine."

"I'm not going, I want you to go." Bilbo said unconvinced, "This is my home."

Aaron:  …

If it weren't for the pure kindness I feel from you, I wouldn't remind you.

But having said that, if I didn't know the place where I was born, he would have run away early.

"Okay, let's not talk about this.

You take off your clothes first, and I'll dry them for you. "

Aaron blinked, "Take off your clothes and what am I going to wear?"

"Here you are." Bilbo took out a set of thick sheets from the cupboard. "It's a bit worn, but it's definitely warm."