Magic Journey from Hogwarts

"At your service."

"Welcome, please come in."

"You must be Mr. Gaius." Kili said curiously, "Gandalf didn't tell us your age, which is really surprising."

The corner of Aaron's mouth twitched slightly. He thought that Bilbo was the only one who was involved in the adventure team, but he didn't expect that Gandalf still didn't leave him behind.

His uncle, it's too much, you won't let me lose my memory.

"Yes, it's me, Aaron Gaius." Aaron squeezed out a smile, "May I ask, Gandalf is immortal, no, what is his old man's plan?"

"He'll tell you that when he comes," said Felix. "Is Mr. Baggins there?"

"He's entertaining Dwarin and Bahrain."

"Thank goodness, it looks like we're not late." Keili walked into the door a little excitedly, and hung the weapons he brought on Aaron's shoulders by the way.

Philip took off the sword on his back and put it in Aaron's hand, "Be careful, I just had someone sharpen it."

Aaron raised his eyebrows, and pulled out the sword a few inches, "Wow, the quality is okay, but the person you hired is not that professional, and there is a very, very small gap on the blade of this sword. "

"You understand this?" Fili was a little surprised.

"My ancestors used to be blacksmiths." Aaron put the sword back into the scabbard with a smile, "I suggest you change to a better one. Although this gap looks harmless, it is a fatal flaw when encountering sharper weapons."

Hearing this, Fili nodded silently.

It's not that he doesn't want to change it, it's that he has no money.

"Don't trample, that's my mother's maiden box." Bilbo came over and stopped Kili from rubbing the mud on his shoes with the damn box.

"Fili, Kili, come and help."

Dwalin put his arm around Kili and pulled him toward the dining room, and Fili followed.

The four dwarves did not rush to reminisce, but tidied up the room.

"Put this in the corridor so that everyone can come in." The elder Bahrain commanded.

"How many people are coming?" Bilbo asked wearily.

"Prepare for the worst." Aaron patted him on the shoulder, "Like, crowd this room.

But one thing I can basically be sure of is that all the dwarves came, except Gandalf. "

The voice fell, and the doorbell rang again.

"Should I open the door this time?" Aaron put Fili and Kili's weapons in the corner, and was about to go to the door when Bilbo stood in front of him.

I saw him being aggressive, cursing as he walked.

"No one's home, go bother someone else, there are too many dwarves here already.

Which idiot thought of it as a joke, haha, it's really tasteless. "

Bilbo opened the door with all his might, ready to show the dwarves outside the door the wrath of Honest Man.

However, as soon as the door opened, a group of dwarves fell in through the door uncontrollably.

"Ow!"

"Get up, fat man."

Silently comparing the number of people, Bilbo swallowed the words very carefully.

At this moment, a pair of blue pupils appeared in front of the two of them, and Gandalf was bending over to look into Bag End.

"Gandalf." Bilbo looked at him angrily.

Aaron showed a standard smirk, "Mage in gray robe, I think we need an explanation."

"There will be an explanation, but before that, can the owner of this cave please entertain the guests from afar." Gandalf smiled shyly, "After all, I managed to organize this adventure."

"We're fine with you organizing the adventure, but why meet at Mr Bilbo Baggins'?

It's okay to meet up at Mr. Baggins' house, why didn't we say it in advance, we are not mentally prepared at all.

Of course, none of this is a big deal, and a few bad days for hospitable hobbits will pass, as long as you don't add us to your adventure list. "

"This..." Gandalf hesitated for a moment, "I will follow your own wishes, whether to go or not is up to you to decide."

Aaron breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Bilbo, "Mr. Baggins, I can only help you gain some initiative, but what should be done must be done."

"I understand." Bilbo said wearily, looking at the dwarves who had gathered in Dwalin's room one after another, "the hobbit will entertain these visitors well."

"No, you don't understand. You have to be prepared to bleed, they're going to have a party at your house.

I'd like you to fill a bottle of wine for me if you can, because the cask will be emptied soon if nothing else. "

"Children can't drink," said Bilbo bluntly, before he realized, "It's not that serious!"

"It's always good to be more prepared." Aaron said with some sympathy, "I suggest that you better record your losses with a pen and paper, and ask Gandalf to reimburse you later. To some extent, he is the culprit .”

Gandalf:  …

Chapter 234 Dragon Slaying?I won't be sleepy

"That's mine...don't touch my wine...put it back...put it back for me...don't touch my jam..."

It turned out that Bilbo still underestimated the dwarves.

Although he had some mental preparations, seeing the food in his food cabinet being emptied by dwarves one after another, and he couldn't stop him, he still couldn't help feeling a little sad and indignant.

Especially when a chubby dwarf took three pieces of [-]kg cheese and walked past him, he felt that his cognition seemed to have a layer of shadow.

"That's Grandpa Mungo's chair...and this too, put it back...

That's an antique, not for sitting on...

That's a book, not a coaster, put the map back..."

After the food, some antique furniture did not escape the claws. The dwarves completely regarded this place as their own home, and carefully used everything to prepare for tonight's party.

"Excuse me, Mr. Gandalf, would you like a cup of chamomile tea?" asked a dwarf with a tea set.

"Thank you, Dolly, just some wine."

Gandalf helped tidy up the dining table and walked to the hall, counting with his fingers, "Fili, Kili, Oin... Gloin, Dwalin, Balin... Bifur, Bofur, Bombur... ..Doli, Noli, Oli..."

"Don't count, twelve dwarves," Aaron interjected, "but it looks like they haven't all come yet."

"It's not here yet?" Bilbo felt that his heart couldn't bear it, and he was afraid that he would hear the doorbell again.

"No." Aaron shook his head with certainty, "These dwarves are young, middle-aged, old, and may have different occupations, but they all have one thing in common."

"Greedy?"

"Of course not, it's a man, and he's also prepared a weapon.

It's a warrior, a warrior of the dwarves.

And there is no difference in status between them, but since this is an adventure group, the only thing missing is the leader. "

"Indeed, we lost a dwarf." Gandalf said with some concern.

"He's just late." Dwalin leaned on the door and said, with an undeniable confidence in his tone, "He will arrive after attending the clan gathering in the north."

Then he walked up to Aaron, "Gandalf said that he wanted to add someone temporarily. I was reluctant in my heart, but you and I thought something different."

Aaron smiled far-fetchedly, "It's better if you are reluctant, I have no intention of going, and Gandalf didn't discuss it with me at all."

"It doesn't matter, there is no more for you, and no less for you."

Aaron:  …

Who is this looking down on?

"Mr. Gandalf, the small glass of red wine you want." Dolly came over with two glasses of red wine, "The fruity aroma is very strong."

Just as Gandalf was about to take the glass, Aaron rushed ahead of him and drank the glass of red wine in one gulp.

"It's not bad." Aaron smacked his lips, "Bilbo, did you make this wine yourself?"

Bilbo nodded subconsciously, but soon he looked at Aaron sullenly, "Kids can't drink."

"Don't care so much!" Aaron shrugged, "At least I'm a serious guest!"

Bilbo was speechless, and with the dwarves as a foil, Aaron was a shining presence among the visitors.

Soon, the table was filled with all kinds of hearty food.

Gandalf sat with the twelve dwarves, enjoying food and wine to their heart's content.

The sound of chewing food accompanied by the cheerful laughter of the dwarves unexpectedly formed a beautiful picture.

Bilbo watched this scene outside the door, and turned his face away helplessly.

Out of sight out of mind.

However, as soon as he turned around, he saw a messy food cabinet, as if it had been swept away by an army of locusts, which made him even more upset.

"Would you like a drink?" Aaron handed him a glass of ale. "It's a good way to get rid of your worries."

"Thank you!" Bilbo took a swig angrily. "Damn dwarves, eat mine, use mine, and make such a mess in my house. It's too much."

"Correct me, it's not the dwarves, it's Gandalf." Aaron said solemnly, "The old bastard borrowed your Bag End and your food to entertain his dwarf friends.

I hate this kind of generosity to others, and we should protest severely. "

"True," Bilbo nodded approvingly, "but there are many of them."

Aaron snapped his fingers and took out a piece of parchment, "Look at this first."

Bilbo didn't know why, but when he saw it, his face instantly became extremely exciting.

"IOU? Isn't that appropriate?"

"Why is it inappropriate, paying for meals is justified.

I wrote down this list one by one. I dare not say that it is exact, but it can also minimize your losses.

At least, you can feel better. "

"Forget it." Bilbo was silent for a moment, then shook his head with a smile, "After all, Gandalf is my elder, and I have known him since I was a child.

And the Baggins family has some friendship with him. Old Tuke likes his fireworks very much, and my mother respects him very much. "

"That's... okay, as long as you're happy."

......

After eating and drinking, the dwarves came out of the dining room one after another.

Bilbo blocked Gandalf, the boredom on his face was clearly visible.

"Why are you so angry?"

"Ask knowingly." Aaron handed the list to Gandalf. "Mr. Baggins decided not to allow you to compensate him for the loss, but you must at least give him an explanation."

"Yes." Bilbo nodded hastily. "What are they doing in my house?"

"Once you get used to it, they're kind of fun."

"I don't want to get used to it." Bilbo tugged at Gandalf's sleeve and pointed to the floor. "Look at my kitchen, the carpet is covered in mud, the pantry has been swept out, not to mention the bathroom. .”

"There is still my guest room." Aaron said a little tiredly, "They moved the only set of tables and chairs in the room."

"That's not bad, they used my tablecloth as a rag, it's knit, handmade."

"Sorry, sorry to interrupt, but where should I put the plate?" Oli asked while holding the plate

Aaron held his forehead and shook his head, "Put it back wherever you took it!"

Ouli was stunned for a moment, but they took at least a hundred plates, and they didn't remember that clearly at all.

"Here, Oli, give me the plate."

A dwarf came over and threw the plate in Ouli's hand out. Kili caught it at the door and threw it into the room. Fili took it with his back turned and cleaned it quickly.

"That's my mother's antique china, more than a hundred years old." Bilbo roared loudly.

However, the dwarves passed and cleaned the dishes in their own way as if they didn't hear it.

The sound of knocking knives and forks together with the improvised rap formed a set of melodies without any sense of disobedience.

"Forget it! It can't be stopped." Aaron comforted, "If something is really damaged, I will help you fix it."