From Hogwarts to Strixhaven

The Lonely Mountain Expedition Team advanced a distance in the wilderness. This time, there were no more orcs riding on wargs chasing them. Everyone's heart was a little relieved.

Ivy was able to adjust her butt in time, so that it sat on the saddle instead of hanging in the air like in the previous chase.

"Orcs!" Qili sounded the alarm. His eyes had been used several times today.

Everyone looked back subconsciously, but found nothing.

"In front!" Qili pointed out the direction of the orcs, and Ivy also saw the dark cavalry.

"Damn it!" Thorin cursed, "These orcs are always endless!"

"We should bypass them!" Balin tried to pull the reins, but the pony had no intention of listening to him.

"We can't bypass them!" Thorin stopped Balin's action, "Since we have seen them, it means they can see us too! Keep rushing! Don't stop!"

"Do you have any spells to help us? Wizard!" Bilbo in the crowd asked loudly.

In fact, from the moment Ivy discovered the orcs, she began to think about what spells could help.

Mages are good at assisting, controlling, dividing the battlefield, and using the power of elements to destroy large groups of enemies, but facing the high-speed movement and fighting between the enemy and us, Ivy really couldn't think of any good way to achieve the best effect.

All he could do was to try to clear the obstacles in front before engaging the enemy so that the expedition team could pass quickly.

"Shrink the formation! Follow me!" Ivy stopped talking after shouting this sentence, but focused on the magic power in his hands. Jinjiao was very smart and still ran in a forward-turning posture, so that Ivy could concentrate magic as unaffected as possible.

This is the third mage spell today. Ivy decided to use the lightning beam of the [Extreme Spell] Super Magic Three Rings, using this 100-foot-long and 5-foot-wide lightning to open a passage for the expedition team.

But Ivy had to get the casting distance right, because the lightning beam only lasted for a short moment. If the expedition team failed to pass through the gap when the orcs were in chaos due to the damage caused by the lightning, the expedition team would be completely trapped in the middle of the orc army. The consequences would undoubtedly be devastating, and Ivy could only try to avoid it.

The orcs were getting closer and closer, and Ivy could even see the sticky saliva flowing from the corners of their mouths, and the cold light reflected by the black blades in their hands.

This light reminded Ivy, and he used his telekinesis to draw out the beast bite sword hanging on his waist and let it float horizontally beside him. Once he rushed into the enemy formation, he might not have time to cast a spell. The scene of enemies all around was the biggest test for every spellcaster.

If it was in a wizard duel, silent and wandless casting would obviously help Ivy gain a considerable advantage, but now it was no longer the world where wizard magic originated. The reality woven by Ilúvatar would obviously not cooperate with Ivy, an outsider, and he could not take away twenty or thirty lives with just one spell. So I can only believe that the beast-biting sword in my hand is sharp enough, sharp enough for Ivy, who has no swordsmanship foundation, to kill the orcs.

A few hundred meters passed in a flash, and the orcs on the opposite side raised the sharp blade in their hands.

Amid the roar of the orcs and the shouts of the dwarves, Ivy finally stimulated the hot lightning in his hand.

Just like a brush covered with white paint suddenly crossed the battlefield, all the black in front of the Lonely Mountain Expedition disappeared, whether it was the simple armor on the orcs, the sharp weapons they wielded in their hands, or the wolves under their crotches, all were wiped out from the battlefield by Ivy's extreme lightning beam.

This time, Ivy used the ability of [Wild Elemental Wave] to increase the width of the lightning beam, otherwise no matter how slender the horses ridden by the dwarves were, it would be impossible to squeeze through the passage that was only 5 feet wide.

The spell has been released, and all Ivy can do is hold the beast-biting sword in front of him tightly and let it hit every orc who might block the way as much as possible.

As if blessed, Jinjiao changed his gait again, and turned into a full-scale sprint and leap forward. In the previous gallop, Ivy also slightly understood the essentials of riding combat. At this time, he stepped hard on the stirrups with his legs, let his buttocks completely leave the saddle, and half-crouched and half-stood with Jinjiao to jump among the orcs' broken limbs and arms.

The arm holding the black scimitar was cut off by the beast bite sword; the bucktoothed head with a crooked helmet was cut off by the beast bite sword; the teeth that had torn the throats of countless prey were cut open by the beast bite sword...

The curved sword made by the Gondolin elves really cut iron like mud. When it hit the target, Ivy could hardly feel any resistance.

When the sixth blind orc was separated from his head and body, Ivy felt that the front was suddenly clear, and he rushed out of the orc team!

Looking back, all the members of the Lonely Mountain Expedition Team were missing, and they all stayed on their pony well!

"Another enemy!"

Ivy looked up and saw that it was no longer the turbid darkness of the orcs, but a golden, silver and blue color reflecting the sunlight.

"Not the enemy!" Ivy knew that the orcs definitely did not have such a high aesthetic taste for art, and he immediately realized that it was the elves' army that came.

It turned out that the orcs who collided with the expedition team were being chased by the elves, no wonder they suddenly appeared in front of the team.

"Put down your weapons!" The elf riding a tall horse pulled the bowstring and shouted his warning loudly.

"We have no ill intentions!" Ivy sheathed the beast-biting sword and loudly announced the purpose of the group's visit, "Gandalf asked us to seek refuge in Rivendell!"

"Where is Gandalf?" An elven knight with black hair and silver rings stood out from the crowd and stopped in front of the team and asked, "I saw his spell!"

"That's not Gandalf's spell!" Thorin tried to hold his chest high on the pony, as if he didn't want to be several heads shorter than the elves, but this was too difficult for his legs and the pony's legs.

"Really? I haven't heard that there are wizards among the dwarves." The elven knight waved his hand to stop his subordinates who wanted to move forward, and asked another team of knights to chase the orcs who had already run for a distance.

"Our wizard is standing in front of you on a golden horse!" The proud old dwarf Balin rode to Thorin's side, trying to strengthen the momentum of the dwarf prince.

Hearing Balin's words, the Elf Knight looked at Ivy again in her robe: "You do look much neater than your companions... You have a crown! Where are you from?"

The dwarves looked up at Ivy's head, but saw nothing but air.

Ivy usually hides the Ravenclaw crown with a cautious amulet, and it has never been seen by others for such a long time. The elf in front of him is the first one to see through Ivy's disguise.

He stretched out his fingers and tapped the crown on his head. The golden eagle showed his true face for the first time in Middle-earth.

When the dwarves saw the crown, they no longer doubted the elf's words and lowered their heads together. Even the elves who had been holding their weapons nodded to Ivy.

"Wisdom crowns me, truth crowns me king." Ivy said loudly, but soon he reactivated the effect of the amulet of caution and hid the crown again. "I came from a very far place and came here by accident. This crown is a powerful magic prop. Although it belongs to me, it has not yet fully recognized me."

"So, you are the wizard king?" The black-haired elf laughed playfully.

"Not the wizard king here." Ivy responded simply.

"Well, since you are Mithrandir's companions, then we..." The black-haired elf looked into the distance before he finished speaking.

But even the dwarves did not blame him for his rudeness, because they also found the gray-robed knight who was approaching quickly.

"Lord Elrond..." Gandalf's voice came from a distance. It seemed that he was also very afraid that the stubborn dwarves would conflict with the elves. "Please let us rest in your city..."

"Mithrandir!" The Lord of Rivendell rode up to meet him and talked to Gandalf in Elvish. Thanks to the Ravenclaw crown's resident language, Ivy could understand the conversation between the two.

"Long time no see! Gandalf! I was just about to invite them to Rivendell. You will get supplies and rest there."

"That's great, Lord Elrond." Gandalf nodded enthusiastically and rode parallel to the Lord of Rivendell.

Just when Thorin couldn't help but want to ask Gandalf, he turned his head at the right time, blinked at the expedition team, and motioned them to follow.

Ivy was the first to ride forward, and the other members of the expedition team followed one after another.

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The knights bypassed the zigzag steep mountain road, passed a path paved with white pebbles and clean sand, and finally saw the elf city located in the valley.

At the bottom of the valley was a wide and clear stream, flowing quietly in the valley around the horseshoe-shaped river. The high slopes were full of verdant pine trees, and there were many beech and oak trees growing in the lower parts. These trees and the horseshoe-shaped river together lifted up a towering island, and white marble and blue-gray bricks and stones together formed the city on the island.

If a wandering poet wrote a ballad for this city, I am afraid that he would not be able to express his inspiration in three days and three nights.

The city, shining with golden light in the sunset, was close to the cliff, and there was a waterfall hanging upside down like a white silk in the mountains. Moistened by the water vapor, the rock wall was covered with lovely moss, and clear springs flowed out of the cracks in the rocks. These springs gathered into streams, and then gathered into rivers in the city again. Many fountains and water lilies are near the inner river, forming a harmonious picture with the pointed houses in the city.

As the knights approached the city, Ivy could clearly see the various decorations carved on the buildings and the long bridges over the rivers in the city. The most special of these long bridges is of course the one they are passing through.

The two sides of the long bridge are full of statues guarding the city. They wear soft-style helmets, hold stone spears tightly, and look down at every visitor who crosses the long bridge into Rivendell.

No mistakes, one sentence, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, one look!

The dwarves shook their shoulders uncomfortably, fearing that someone would rush out from the dark and capture them.

This strange vigilance was not relieved until various elven dishes were served on the table.

The Lord of Rivendell has changed into a banquet dress and invited Gandalf, Thorin and Ivy to sit with him.

"Thank you for your generous invitation." Gandalf and Elrond walked through the hall with many pillars, and Gandalf joked about his clothes, "It's a pity that my robes are not suitable for the occasion."

"I have never seen you change clothes." Elrond chatted with him for a while and led the members of the expedition into the place where the banquet was held.

The waiter responsible for music and the food has been waiting for a long time. When Lord of the Valley entered the seat, he immediately started his work.

The reason why dwarves have eased the alert of the elves because their attention has been transferred to another thing.

"Why are all green food?" Ou Li put the vegetable leaves in his hand back into the bowl.

"Where is the meat?" Davarin stirred the salad with his fingers, and kept looking at the maids who shuttled the plate in the table. It seemed that he hoped that they would hold the roasted lamb leg in front of him in front of him next second.

"Maybe you can give us some fried potatoes?" Ou Li didn't give up, still hoping that things would turn around.

But the surrounding maids didn't care about them, but they kept putting various exquisite pastries in the plate on the table.

On a small table with only four people, Ailong looked at the beast between Avi's waist and bit his sword: "A lot of the blood of the orcs ... Do you know its origin? Master Dum?"

"Oaksiri, the beast bite the sword, forged by the first Era of Gang Dorin Elf. It is the sabers of Tuer Gong of Gang Dorin. With the fall of Gang Dorin, it is lost." Avi will be the beast The bite sword was handed to Ailong, and at the same time, I said the information I got through the ancient knowledge.

"Yes!" Ailong's face showed a surprise look, "Killing the sword of the orcs, forged by my relatives. Even after so many years, it still seems to be quenching yesterday."

Ailong looked at the edge of the beast biting sword and returned it to Aiwei: "May it be able to play for you."

"In fact, I almost knew about sword swords, let alone the alien weapons made by the elves." Ivey said, "Since getting it, I have been asking Gandao to ask about the tips for using the sword, hoping to be in Rui in Rui, in Rui, in Rui The days of Wendell can make me initially grasp it. "

"There are many people who can help you in the valley," Ailong smiled, "Let Mesh Rander take a good rest."

After seeing Ivey nodded, Ailong picked up the sword that Gan Daofu put at the table again: "Glamde, hit the enemy sword. It is also a Sword of Turkan. How to find these treasures, they have disappeared for a long time. "

"We walked through the Oriental Avenue, met three monsters from the mountains in the Magic Forest, and then found these weapons in their caves." Gan Daofu swallowed the elf pastries in his mouth, and explained to Ailong casually to explain to Ailong. road.

"Then what do you do on Dongfang Avenue?" Ailong showed a funny look on his face. "Forgive me, two wizards, one half -body, and thirteen dwarfs. I never saw it. Passing such a team.

After the banquet, Sorin, who had been staring at Ailong's face, pushed the stool back, and said "Please forgive", he got up and left the banquet.

Obviously, this is reminding Ganfufu so that he should not talk about the things about Gu Mountain.

"These dwarfs are descendants of the Du Lin dynasty," Gan Daofu swallowed the wine in the crystal cup.

"They are all noble and elegant people ..."

Nuo Li stuffed a beautiful seasonings on the table into his arms.

"They are unexpectedly educated ..."

Due to too many foods in his mouth, Pang Bo, who was choked, had to spit out.

"They love art ..."

The ears were not good, so Ou, who had been using the loudspeaker, blocked his handset with a rag, because the elves who played the harp stood behind him.

Gan Daofu's compliment to the dwarf continued, because the musician Bo Buddha in them had stood on the table and took the lead in singing the dwarf's ballad.

Hearing the powerful power and Fili tossing food to express his worship of him. Other dwarves also had a different learning, and the banquet was just a pot of porridge.

Gan Daofu can only be seen as nothing, and continue to eat.

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