The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

The portal opened, and a tall, blond-haired human stepped out of it. His eyes were like lightning, his arms were strong, and he had the courage to bind a black dragon with his hands.

Dragonborn travels through the world, and the black ebony armor on his body is covered with dragon scratches, as if he has just experienced a bitter battle that is famous all over the world, and everyone in the expedition team looks sideways. And his heroic courage is also appreciated in people's hearts. Although he has not been introduced, he already knows that he is a great hero.

Dumbledore stepped forward to greet him, "Mr. Dragonborn, thank you for coming."

The tall and mighty Nord man grinned, revealing a naive demeanor, "Where is the dragon?"

"It's in the mountains ahead." Dumbledore pointed to the gate of the lonely mountain surrounded by black smoke.

Dragonborn nodded, looked ahead, there was a black hole, it must be the dragon's lair, wait for Dragonborn to catch up, kill it cleanly.

"Let's go. Let the civilians stay here."

But Dumbledore said: "They are not civilians, but warriors of the Lonely Mountain."

The dragonborn looked around the expedition team, and the dwarves he watched with his pair of blue eyes felt the urgency of being held in the claws of a giant dragon.

"Who are you?" Although the crown prince of Lonely Mountain is short in stature, his spirit is as dignified as Erebo.

The dragonborn only nodded at him, and didn't want to talk much, then turned to Dumbledore and said, "This short man, his soul is filled with dragon's venom, I'm afraid he is going to become arrogant and greedy. "

"Oh, my dear friend, that's what troubles me."

"I can teach him the way of the Nord's roar, which is the practice used by the dragon Patunax to overcome the dragon's nature and bring peace to the soul infected with lust for power."

Dumbledore was pleasantly surprised, "Then I will trouble you."

The Dragonborn stepped forward, and everyone in the expedition team followed his steps and marched towards the Gate of Erebor between the two branches in the south of the Lonely Mountain.

At this time, the sky was bright, and crows were circling and crowing on the mountainside of the main peak of Gushan Mountain.

The turbulent rushing river gushed out of the cave, washed over the pebbles on the riverbed, splashed boiling white foam, and split into two tributaries to surround the valley city. A stern wind blows from the ruins of the desolate River Valley City, the city where tragedies once happened, and the air flows through the hollow doors and windows of the collapsed walls, whimpering and wailing. The scorched earth is covered with ashes, and the black stumps stretch out like dead bones, grabbing the stars, moon and sun in the distant sky.

Both the dwarves and hobbits trembled slightly.

No matter how brave people are, facing this devastated world that seems to have been slaughtered by natural disasters, they must tremble at the desolate fate.

Sorin and his old subordinates all remembered how they fled in panic under the threat of Longyan. They pointed to the dilapidated homeland, saying that there was a prosperous place there, a big bell rang every day, and there Human craftsmen once strolled in gold and silver in the streets of the city, and the noise of carts and horses on the hillside there brought food to the lonely mountain.

dragon.

Flog the earth and sink the prosperous beasts.

They approached the main entrance step by step along the river, the dragon's breath flowing out there became more and more clear, and the air smelled faintly of sulfur and carrion.

"That dragon is still alive and well." The dwarf warrior stammered.

"If we enter this door, a mouthful of dragon fire will come, and there will be nowhere to hide."

"When you go in, you are a good person, but when you come out, there are only ashes."

Everyone's tone became more pessimistic and desperate.

"It's better to send someone in to investigate first. Mr. Baggins, can you do it?"

"I-I don't know."

The Dragonborn stood at the head of the river, arms folded.

"What's wrong? He's not moving." The dwarf warrior looked puzzled.

"I guess I'm scared. It's not a big deal. Let's slip away. You don't need the treasure, but you only have one life."

"That's right, let's go back to Changhu Town and live for a few days, and make a long-term plan."

Dumbledore ignored the dwarf's dejected retreat over there, and just asked with a smile, "Is it right here?"

"En." The dragonborn nodded, he took a deep breath, his chest puffed up, and then let out a dull, thunderous roar.

The dragon language from another world originally resonated with the bones of the earth, but once it was uttered, it aroused the echo of a grand movement.

Iluvatar had noticed his coming, filled with joy, and introduced the dragon's roar into his music.

"Voss, Rhoda!"

[Indomitable Power]

The majestic and vast lonely mountain seemed to have turned into a drum, and the roar of the dragonborn was like a hammer. With a roar, the mountains shake and the earth resounds. Everyone in the expedition team couldn't stand on their feet, fell down one after another, and screamed in horror.

In his sleep, the giant dragon Smaug suddenly felt the earth shaking, and the thunderous roar echoed in the mountainside, like ten thousand cannons, blowing up Smaug until his whole body trembled.

Smaug roared angrily: "Roar!!!——" [What's your name early in the morning! ]

"The dragon is coming!"

"We're going to die hot!"

"If we die together, we will bury the ashes together." The dwarves rushed into the cave with their swords and axes raised.

"I'm the Engine King!!" Bilbo screamed, uttering gibberish, and rushed in too.

The red light flickered frequently in the cave, and the dangerous signal made people tremble.

Dumbledore and the Dragonborn waited patiently at the door.

The cries of the Dwarf Expeditionary Team stretched out in the depths of the cave, getting farther and farther away, and getting softer. After a while, the screams changed from light to loud, from far to near, and the gang of dwarfs escaped again as if their buttocks were on fire.

"Oh my god! The dragon is coming!" They wished they could grow ten more legs at this moment, charging all the way, and the vigorous footsteps behind them were Smaug crawling.

The dwarves ran past the Dragonborn and Dumbledore, heading south for their lives.

Dumbledore counted silently: two, four, eight, ten, thirteen. One less Bilbo.

Bilbo Baggins was wearing an invisibility cloak and stuck to the side wall of the cave. The giant dragon passed in front of him like a mass of furious red wind, and its swaying and long tail left deep scratches on the hard rock formation. The atmosphere did not dare to come out, and then the giant dragon roared at the entrance of the cave.

"Ho!—Ooo!"

Just as Smaug poked his head out of the cave, he was greeted by the fierce hammer of the Dragonborn.

The hammer hit the corner of the eye so hard that Smaug burst into tears.

Dumbledore raised his wand. He wanted to test whether the dragons in this world were not afraid of magic. An eye sickness spell was cast on Smaug's head, but it was really resisted by its skin.

That's easy to handle, the old mage cast Transfiguration, and the water in the rushing river turned into birds soaring up, one after another pounced on Smaug's mouth and nose.

The dragon's face was covered by the water, and it was suddenly suffocated. The water rushed spontaneously towards its lungs.

Smaug was furious, and a mouthful of dragon fire was still brewing in his chest, evaporating the water, and the scalding steam rushed through his body, choking the dragon to silence.

The Dragonborn laughed, "This magic works." Taking advantage of Smaug's shaking of his head, he jumped up, grabbed the dragon's horns, sat up on it, held the warhammer in his hand, and slammed it on the dragon's head.

Smaug was blocked at the door of his house and beaten. As soon as he opened his mouth, the wizard filled the river with water, and he had almost no resistance.

It flew into the air angrily, and Dumbledore hurried on the broom to chase the dragon.

The members of the expedition team fled for a long time, when a black shadow flew across the ground, looked up, and saw a person riding on the head of a giant dragon, circling in the sky for a while, and flying eastward.

Sorin and the others stopped and looked at each other.

"What do we do now?"

"Go back to Gushan! Let's go home!"

Bilbo Baggins arrived at the vault of the Lonely Mountain one step ahead of the expedition.

He witnessed a sea of ​​gold with countless treasures.

This is a wealth that can't be spent in several lifetimes.

While walking in the sea of ​​gold, Bilbo's foot kicked over a small pile of coins, and out of it rolled out a brilliant gem.

It is the Arken Silmar.

There was a sound of dwarf footsteps, and Bilbo put the Arkenstone into the wizard's pocket. He turned and saw the strange expression on Thorin's face.

"Hey, Thorin, what's the matter with you?" Bilbo wondered if he would get his fourteenth of what he got.

Thorin's face was contorted in greed.

His dragon disease broke out.

"Nothing," he whispered. "I must... send word to Dyne to bring the Iron Hills army to defend the dwarven property...to defend my money."