From Hogwarts to Strixhaven

Thunder exploded in the Black Forest, and the elves cheered. Even though they had seen Ivy's methods more than once, they could not suppress their excitement when they saw someone release thunder and lightning from the top of a wooden staff.

"I really want to know how you did it! Wizard!" Legolas put the fir bow on his back again and jumped from the tree to Ivy. "Lightning, fire, thunder and ice! Is there anything you can't do?"

"Move on the tree like an elf?" Ivy conjured some clean water and washed away the spider body tissue fluid on the beast bite sword.

Hearing this, the woodland elves all laughed. With Ivy's high charm, he quickly got along with these elves, not to mention that they had fought side by side for a whole day.

"Seriously, wizard, can I learn your magic? As long as I can make my weapon burn with fire." Legolas was most jealous not of the elemental magic released by Ivy through the staff, but of the arcane power that could enchant the beast bite sword.

"This requires long-term learning and talent." Ivy said seriously.

"Well, I did hear that you spent a long time in the library on the first day you arrived in the Woodland Kingdom." The light in Legolas' eyes dimmed, and he pulled out his arrow from the big spider curled up on the ground, trying to make himself look less concerned about magic.

"But it doesn't necessarily require learning to make weapons gain magical power." Ivy turned things around, and using criticism before praise always increases persuasiveness.

Legolas turned around quickly, his tone was full of joy: "Really?"

"I can make some magic props. Using them does not require too much knowledge, just master the tricks." Ivy put the staff on the saddle hook of Golden Horn. "Golden Horn's horseshoe is made by myself, which can make it move on the water or magma. I know a kind of magic that can attach different elemental powers to your arrows. If you are interested, I can attach this magic to a ring as a testimony of friendship with the woodland elves and give it to you, Legolas."

"Really, wizard?" Legolas was so surprised that he was a little incoherent. "I mean, won't this be too much trouble for you?"

"King Thranduil has treated me generously, this is just a little thought. I will stay in the woodland kingdom for a while..." Ivy stopped talking halfway because he sensed the power of the teleportation spell, which was the magic he attached to the opal ring given to Gandalf. It can only be used once. Once triggered, Ivy can receive the message no matter how far away.

"What's wrong, wizard?" Legolas' eyes were very sharp, and he immediately noticed the subtle changes in Ivy's expression.

"I'm afraid I can't continue to enjoy the comfort in the Woodland Kingdom. Gandalf, who went to Dol Guldur to investigate the necromancer, was attacked. I must rush to help him. I will rest in the Woodland Kingdom tonight and set off at dawn tomorrow." Ivy thought about it. When cleaning spiders in the Black Forest today, some spell slots had been used up, so Ivy couldn't rush to rescue Gandalf without restoring the power of spellcasting.

Besides, the White Council should be the first person in charge of this matter. Ivy must try to pass the message to them. Galadriel in Lothlorien is closest to Dol Guldur, and she is the most likely to arrive in time.

"The wizard's magic? Right? We should hurry back to my father's palace, maybe he will agree to send troops to help us." Without waiting for Ivy to answer, Legolas ordered the elves around him, "Everyone, march back!"

No elf showed any doubts, they quickly gathered their formation, counted their weapons and arrows, and set out on the road back.

"No need, Legolas, I will try to inform the others in the Holy White Council. If the gray wizard Gandalf is frustrated in Dol Guldur, it proves that the darkness entrenched there is absolutely beyond the ability of ordinary soldiers to resist." Ivy jumped on the broad back of the Golden Horn, "but the magic ring I promised may be a little later."

"Elves always have time, we have always been very patient." Legolas smiled slightly and set out on the road back with Ivy.

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After returning to the Woodland Kingdom, Ivy met the Master Thief again in his room as expected. It seems that Bilbo has not figured out how to transport Thorin and others out for a while.

Seeing Ivy coming back, Bilbo's eyes lit up and he hurried to greet her: "I have already visited the kingdom of the elves today! I have to say that although they are all elves, they are really different from their relatives in Rivendell!"

Ivy interrupted the Hobbit's thoughts on the tour: "How is the escape plan going?"

"Oh, oh! I have almost thought about it, but the elves have strict defense of the prison. I must find a suitable time to act, otherwise the dwarves will be thrown in again before they step out of the cell. Maybe, wizard, you can give me a little, small, magical help?"

"For example?" Ivy asked with interest.

"For example, the magic that makes Gollum fall asleep?" Bilbo rubbed his hands and replied, "Oh, Gollum is the guy we met in the orc tunnel! Because his voice is always 'Gulu...Gulu...', so I call him Gollum."

"Ah, sleep magic, it is indeed a good idea to let the guards fall asleep." Ivy nodded in approval, and then snapped his fingers lightly.

After a burst of magic, the Destruction Grimoire appeared in Ivy's hand. He tore off a blank page from it and directed the wizard's pen to dance quickly.

After a while, a fresh scroll of sleep was completed.

"This is amazing! A quill that can write words by itself!" Bilbo's eyes lit up. "I have always planned to record my adventures after returning to Bag End. If there is such a magical quill... ahem... I didn't say anything!... How should I use this piece of paper?"

No mistake, one sentence, one content, one book, one bar!

Bilbo took the scroll of sleep and checked the thin paper in his hand over and over again, fearing that it would be torn in half with a little force.

"Aim at your target and tear it open." Ivy said easily.

"... So simple?... Nothing else? Like chanting a spell or making a gesture?" The hobbit asked doubtfully.

"You are talking about the steps I need to take when casting a spell. I have already stored the magic you need inside, so just aim at the target and tear it open. But you have to remember that the effect of the spell may not last too long, so you must act quickly." Ivy instructed, "Also, I will leave here tomorrow to help Gandalf. Say goodbye to Thorin and the others for me, okay?"

"Leave it to me!" Bilbo patted his chest and assured, "Seriously, wizard, I have begun to like adventures!"

"Ah, I can understand, magic and stories, right?" Ivy could see that the smile on Bilbo's face was sincere, which was also the reason why he was keen on role-playing games before crossing. Of course, there was another one that he didn't say - harming teammates.