The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

Bilbo was hidden by Balin after the war started. The hobbit held a sword and wanted to follow the army of the Iron Hills to charge and kill. The elite dwarves around him grew sideways like concrete blocks, and Bilbo, with his thin arms and legs, stood beside them like a slice of cucumber in the middle of a pancake.

Balin asked him to put on the invisibility cloak and drill into the depression of the slope. The sword in his hand was cast by the elves of the first era, and it would glow when a half-orc approached, which could provide an early warning.

Bilbo listened, curled up in the pit, stared at the sword in his hand, and when it shone, he held down the cloak and said, "Quick and invisible."

Just waiting slowly, the Battle of the Five Armies started in the morning, and at noon the dust settled on the battlefield in the valley, and the army moved south. Bilbo was frightened at first, and the noise of bows and knives was like a swarm of bees buzzing and quarreling around his ears. The ground trembled with the stomping of soldiers, and earth and stones kept falling from his head, making his face look ashamed, and before long the bottom of his hat was covered with fine mud. Don't put your hand in, just take it out a little bit.

After waiting for a long time, the surroundings became quiet, the sunlight turned orange, and he fell into a drowsy sleep, so he fell asleep until the next morning.

He crawled out from his hiding place, stood on the slope and looked around the world, the surrounding was unbelievably quiet, only the wind was whistling. Before dawn, the two branches of the lonely mountain were cold, hard and steep, like knives made of black iron. There were no living people on the plain, and the corpses were like strangely shaped pebbles, lying in a mess everywhere.

Bilbo walked westward aimlessly for a while, and suddenly tripped and staggered on the corpse of a dwarf. Looking back, there was a round stone under the corpse, which was the Arkensilil. There was no surprise in his heart, but he picked up the stone in frustration and stuffed it into the wizard's pocket.

Next, the lucky Mr. Baggins walked some way south, and saw some elves on horseback.

He was a little frightened, because he didn't know the reason for the reconciliation, and thought the elves were the enemy, so he ran back quickly.

"Hey! Over there."

The soldiers on horseback quickly caught up with him.

"It's a hobbit," they said. "Have you lost your way? We're preparing a feast. Would you like to come along?"

Bilbo rode on the elf's white horse, and trotted southward.

"I'm Bilbo Baggins. From the Shire."

"Oh, that's a long way off."

"Sorin, are they okay? Is Bahrain okay?"

"The King of the Mountain is in good health. I don't know Balin, but the dwarves have died a lot. It's like a bad dream. When you wake up, many of your companions are going to the halls of Mandos."

After the bodies of the elves are destroyed, their souls will go to the Mandos Hall on the outer ring sea, where they will reflect and accept the ruling of fate. Most of them can be allowed to reshape their bodies. Because of this, their lives are eternal. The dwarves are similar, except that they will wait in a separate room in the palace, and will not return to the human world until the end of the war breaks out. Only the human soul will go to the unknown after staying in the temple.

Bilbo paled. "Oh, Balin."

He was so sad that he almost cried, until they came to the river bank, and old dwarf Barrin stood there in good condition, and when he saw the hobbit, they approached each other on their short legs, and embraced excitedly.

"Bilbo, I almost thought you were dead." Balin slapped him on the back. "We wrote your name on the long list of dead. The battle was over yesterday evening. Where did you go then?"

"I didn't go anywhere, I stayed where I was. I slept all night."

"I misremembered your hiding place. I couldn't see you in several places, so I thought you were unfortunately killed."

Baggins smiled happily, "I haven't taken my share yet, how could I die early."

Speaking of the treasure of the Lonely Mountain, Balin's face became sad again.

"Thorin is still the same, isn't he?" Bilbo was not surprised.

"The ingredients and drinks for his celebration banquet are all from Iron Hills, the cooking pots are from humans, and the cloth on the floor is from elves."

"Crowdfunding celebration banquet." Bilbo was also a little helpless, "Is he going to pay a gold coin for it?"

"That's what I said, but when it came to money, my face turned ugly. Six of the expedition team died, and most of our good friends didn't worry about it. Part of the money is enough."

"I think Thorin will have the money." Bilbo thought of Dumbledore. "Is the wizard all right? He didn't get eaten by the dragon? I think I heard his voice."

"He's gone. You heard me right, Dumbledore did appear, holding a star in his hand. It was like a miracle that got most of the orcs away, and got the elves and dwarves to join forces. Had it not been for him , At this time, I am already a corpse. When you see the dwarves, elves, and humans around you, they will all die too."

"Dumbledore will be fine."

A human walked by with a cup. Hearing this sentence, he turned around and said, "He's fine. He's just recuperating from a little injury."

Thorin Oakenshield came to the center of the feast, surrounded by the Elven Prince, Ironfoot Dyne, and the Men Bard, and he spoke, to the effect of speaking of the folly of this war.

No one denied it, and no one echoed it.

Elves and elves sat together, dwarves and dwarves, humans and humans, everyone looked very different.

The celebration banquet does not need speeches to boost morale, after all, it is to give everyone an explanation.

Legolas wants to get back the elven jewels in the Lonely Mountain, Bard wants to ask for a reward, and as a descendant of the lord of River Valley City, he wants to get back the wealth that the dragon looted in River Valley City. Dyne doesn't want any money, but he wants the dwarves of the Iron Hills to enter the Lonely Mountain to mine.

As soon as Sorin heard the topic of money, he started to suffer from ear problems again. The thick earwax made him unable to hear what everyone was talking about.

At this time, a human being dressed as a wizard approached, "Hey, Thorin, I'm here to ask for money for Dumbledore."

"and who are you?"

"As you can see, a wizard. Dumbledore's student." He held up the magic contract in his hand, "If you want to break the promise, you will suffer pain, including but not limited to growing mouse hair and eyes Handicapped, throwing up three ounces of blood a day, reflux... until a year into default, you have a lupus flare-up and you die."

Hearing these contents, the surrounding soldiers all had expressions of wanting to laugh but also being afraid. As the first person involved, Sorin suddenly showed a sunny smile, which was proof of his health.

"Rich, rich."

Legolas also took the opportunity to ask for it, and Thorin pursed his lips.

At this time Bilbo took out the Arken Silmar, "Can I exchange this for the jewel of the elves?"

Sorin showed a sunny and healthy smile again, gritted his teeth and nodded.

Seeing this, Bud also started begging for it, and Thorin's face was darker than the bottom of the pot.

The human wizard came to Bud's ear and said something casually, and then Bud asked Thorin: "Do you want to see your father? He's not dead."

Sorin laughed for the third time. It was neither sunny nor bright, nor healthy. His face looked like a moldy eggplant with sauce.

Seeing him like this, the three armies couldn't hold back anymore.

The rushing river washes away, and the riverside laughs like thunder. The Supreme Lord of the Rings at the river bed rolled in the current and drifted downstream.

After finishing work, I went back immediately. Also, are you all having a good time today? Remember to smile.