Sword and Magic and Taxi

I'm sorry, do I know you? Tolkien held the pipe in his hand and looked at Zhao Mai with doubtful eyes. I don't remember that I have been to the East! Where did you hear my name?

Zhao Mai was stunned for a moment, and then said after a long while: I not only know you, but also your wife Edith. We are good friends who went to school together!

Sorry, I really can't remember, but I do think you look familiar. Tolkien frowned hard and blocked the door with his body: Can you please say your name again?

Mike Longhou. Zhao Mai sighed. No matter how dull he was, he knew something was wrong. After staying at Lemay Manor for a few days, I performed the reincarnation spell and learned some alchemy formulas using the magic stone. He was going to pick up Hodor at Tolkien's house, but he didn't expect to find Hodor, and even Tolkien had forgotten about him.

By the way, I remembered it. I found a book before with this name on it. Tolkien finally let the door open: Come in, I will give you the book, I just have something to ask. you.

Zhao Mai nodded, and then winked at Xiaohua. She flew into the house to check like a ghost, and flew back after a while: There is no trace of Hodor.

Then let's sit down and leave to find him. Zhao Mai ordered: Go into the green dreamland and see if you can locate Ado. If not, then you can only rely on the nose of the food reserve!

The furnishings in the room were still there, and there were no signs of fighting, which made Zhao Mai breathe a little sigh of relief. After a while, Tolkien came down with a book in his hands: I have no impression of this book at all, but there is a sentence on the title page: I give it to my good friend M·DS, it should be you, right?

I think so. Zhao Mai nodded and took the book. The title of the book is Collection of Lost Stories, and it seems to have been completed. Oh, by the way, here is the Christmas gift I prepared for you. I should have come earlier.

Zhao Mai gave the blank notebook to Tolkien, who accepted it with a smile. The forgetfulness spell will erase people's memories, but some past feelings will remain, so Tolkien felt that Zhao Mai was a trustworthy friend, otherwise he would not let a stranger enter the house.

Oh, John (Tolkien) has always wanted such a hardcover book, thank you so much. Edith walked out of the kitchen in an apron and said to Zhao Mai with a smile: Would you like to stay for dinner? I just learned a dish and it’s not very good. Maybe you can give me some advice. I don’t know why Tolkien ate such strange things.”

Zhao Mai tilted his head and used his psychic powers to see what was cooking in the large pot in the kitchen: a meatball wrapped in the center of a thick sheet of dough, accompanied by chopped cabbage. These were dumplings. He secretly clenched his fists and kept his voice as calm as ever: You are too polite. I have already made arrangements for the evening, so I won't disturb you anymore.

He smiled and said goodbye, punching the car after leaving. Have you found Hodor? His voice and hands were trembling, and the force of nature was like a gathering storm.

Found it, by the river, fishing with the wand... Xiaohua exited the green dream and said to Zhao Mai. The latter asked for directions, transformed into a giant eagle and flew up, rushing to the river as quickly as possible.

Ado, who was dirty, broke the ice on the river with his fists, reached out and grabbed a stunned fish, and then swayed back to the shore. He had a small shelter under the bridge and built a bonfire with stones. He waved his magic wand: Hodor! A flame rose, and then he stuck the fish with a branch and grilled it on the bonfire.

Ado! Zhao Mai landed on the ground: Are you okay?

Ado? Ado! Ado smiled honestly. He shook the grilled fish in his hand, and his meaning was obvious: Do you want to eat it? You have to wait a while to eat.

What happened? Zhao Mai pulled Ado, Follow me, the car will be here soon. Tell me everything exactly.

Hodor?

It was too difficult for Hodor to write everything down, but fortunately there was another way. They drove back to Hogwarts, and Zhao Mai knocked on Dumbledore's door.

The Professor of Transfiguration looked at everyone strangely: What happened? Why are you so excited?

I would like to borrow the sorting hat, which can convey Hodor's thoughts. Zhao Mai said: Tolkien was released from the forgetting spell, and Hodor was abandoned on the street. I probably know who did it, but I You need to know what’s going on!”

What?! Dumbledore's voice suddenly became louder. Without hesitation, he led everyone to the school's display room, where honors from the history of Hogwarts and many treasures were displayed. The Sorting Hat lowered his head and hummed, as if he was composing a song to be sung at the sorting ceremony next year. It has a whole year to worry about this matter, so every day is very busy.

Oh, I actually have a visitor! Can I say no? The Sorting Hat chuckled: I'm just kidding. I'm glad someone comes to see me, but in the end everyone either smokes me with hair oil or puts it in their stomach. Picking it out and tickling me. Which one are you?

Dumbledore untied the protective spell around him, then picked up the Sorting Hat and placed it on Hodor's head. Zhao Mai moved a chair and asked Ado to sit on it. Tell me exactly what happened.

Hodor's memories are narrated by the Sorting Hat, which is wonderful. Don't be jealous, just say what Ado thinks! Zhao Mai's stern tone made the sorting hat tremble, and then he finished everything honestly and straightforwardly.

Ado's brain is different from ordinary people. His real thoughts are locked in the past by Bran, so the forgetting spell does not work. Not even Grindelwald expected this: Hodor still remembered everything. The Sorting Hat retells all the conversations between Grindelwald and Tolkien. When he heard Tolkien asking Grindelwald to erase all his memories related to magic, Zhao Mai squatted on the ground, covered his face and cried.

After Grindelwald performed his magic, he left with all the research materials related to the ancient magic spells. When Tolkien and Edith regained consciousness, they did not recognize the giant Hodor at all. Fortunately, there were still residual emotions, so they did not attack Hodor, but drove him out of the house based on their feeling of not liking wizards.

Ado could only say Ado and couldn't explain the matter at all. Afterwards, he wanted to go back to Hogwarts, but he was worried that Zhao Mai would not be able to find him, so he stayed not far from Tolkien's house, looking for something to eat everywhere, and persisted until Zhao Mai came back.

The more Zhao Mai cried, the more sad he became, not only for Tolkien, but also because this incident aroused his worries about his family. Touching the scene and feeling emotional, the two were superimposed, and he sat on the ground and cried so hard that he couldn't help himself. Xiaohua lay on his back, and Lili got into his arms, comforting him silently. After a while, he slowly stopped. Dumbledore reached out his hand to help him up from the ground.

Zhao Mai slapped his hand away and stood up by himself. Tolkien chose to forget it all, but I won't. Forget everything? I want it all to be nothing!