Harry Potter: My Elemental Magic Turns the World Upside Down

The grand bonfire dinner was extremely lively in this small town.

Kettleair, Harry and the others became warm welcome objects. All kinds of food and delicacies were placed in front of them. They could enjoy the delicacies to their heart's content, and they could also have fun with the goblins here.

They were laughing heartily, and Kettler was communicating with Nost and the others.

In addition to them, there are also high-ranking goblins such as Grace.

"Is the current situation that tense already?"

"The dwarves lost Esladu, and they also lost most of their strong warriors. Now they have to hide in the town of Linghu, far away from the ground, by the sea."

"Because the high elf king lost his token, his strength was reduced. Without the blessing, the defenses of the orcs and trolls cannot be destroyed."

"We were blocked by the Death Eaters with all their strength, and our magic could not stop them."

Grice said to Kettleaire with a solemn expression.

"Where is that token?" Kettlele frowned slightly and asked.

"We don't know exactly where it is hidden, but the only clue is in the Black Mountain, where the Death Eaters gather." Grice responded.

"Well, it seems a bit complicated, but it's not impossible to solve." Kettler said with a smile on his face, "How much combat power can you gather now?"

"Thirty thousand dwarf warriors, one thousand elf wizards, and three thousand high elf warriors." Grice responded after being silent for a moment.

"Where's the enemy?" Kettleair asked curiously.

"One hundred thousand orcs, one thousand giant monsters, and thousands of Death Eaters who betrayed us." Grice took a deep breath and said heavily, "And other giant monsters."

"What a disparity. Without Esladu, would the dwarves lose their power?" Kettleair asked curiously.

"What they lost was their faith. Now, it has become a gathering place for half-orcs." Nost explained: "Half-orcs and dwarves are natural enemies, and they have hundreds of years of hatred."

"The half-orcs want to kill all the dwarves and occupy Esladu, and the dwarves also want to kill all the half-orcs and completely destroy the cave under Mount Alata."

"According to what you mean, if the high elf king gets the token, he can gain power, allowing you to defeat orcs, trolls, and Death Eaters?" Kettler asked curiously again.

Grice and the other high-level elves were silent and did not answer Kettleaire.

"It seems that you don't think that the high elf king can defeat them after obtaining the token."

"With the huge disparity in numbers and strength, and the help of Death Eaters, the crisis you are facing is even more serious than you imagined."

Keitelaire looked at Nost and said, "Our deal is a bit unfair for such a mission."

"What deal?" Grice looked at Nost in surprise upon hearing this.

He could imagine that Nost invited Keitelaire to help, and he would definitely not help for no reason, and there was a deal he didn't know about.

Nost hesitated slightly, but still said: "We need to provide all kinds of herbs in this world, the more precious the better. In addition, he hopes to get that thing to study for a few days."

"That thing?" Grice stood up, looked at Nost with a solemn expression, and said, "You agreed?"

North didn't answer, but Grice understood.

"It seems that you agreed, otherwise they wouldn't appear here." Nost murmured to himself, then looked back at Kettler, and said: "We goblins always keep our promises, since Nost agreed , we will naturally do it, but we don’t know if Professor Kettler is capable of helping us get it back.”

"You don't need to doubt my ability." Kettleair smiled confidently: "However, in view of your current situation, there is one more thing we need to add to our transaction."

"What?" Gray asked.

"The token of the High Elf King." Kettler said word by word.

Grace and other goblins were all astonished when they heard the words.

What Keitelair needed was unexpected and incredible.

"It's useless. It's something that belongs exclusively to the high elf kings. It's their inheritance and glory, and it won't be given to you." Grice took a deep breath, looked straight at Kettler, and said.

"I don't need it, I just want to borrow it to study for a few days." Kettleaire said calmly, "Then, return it intact."

"As for me, I promise to help you get rid of the Death Eaters from this world and make this world peaceful."

Grice, Nost and the others were all silent.

"We need to go to the Eternal Forest and meet the High Elf King, which requires his consent."

In the end, Grice decided to go to the eternal forest, and he needed the consent of the high elf king.

"Yes, we have plenty of time." Kettleaire got up, walked outside, and said, "Just in this time, let me, my student, have fun."

Kettleair, with less restraint, was soon playing with the leprechauns here.

Grice looked at Kettleair and his students. After a moment of silence, he looked at Nost and asked, "Is he worthy of our trust?"

"Yes!" Nost said after a slight silence, "Voldemort is an ant that can be crushed to death at any time in front of him."

Grace and other goblins all exclaimed when they heard the words.

They hid in this world, not ignorant of the original world.

Voldemort is strong and dangerous.

That is the existence they have faced and must avoid.

But it is such an existence, but it is easy to be manipulated by Keitelaire. How powerful is he?

"Is that an existence more powerful than Dumbledore?" Grice was silent for a moment, and said, "I'm going to the Eternal Forest right now, maybe he can really help us."

Grice snapped his fingers, and instantly appeared outside the barrier, with him and two elves.

After identifying the direction, he disappeared into the night in an instant.

And at a place that Grice didn't see, one of the many crows turned into a man in a black robe.

"Grice?"

"Go, inform our partners that Grice has left."

Some indifferent voices sounded, and the crow flapped its wings, soared into the air, and flew in different directions.

He raised his hand, and the flame lit the tree and illuminated the night.

Those people who were hiding in the dark, watching the flames, slowly came out, and they continued to gather.

"Without those three old guys, this town should disappear, hahahaha!"