bookbashuk Chapter 175 Fairy Crafts
Chapter 175 Fairy Crafts
Chapter 175 Fairy Crafts
Fairy forging techniques?
Dui was stunned for a moment, and only after examining it carefully did he show a look of surprise.
In the wizarding world of Harry Potter, goblins are a highly intelligent magical race with a unique culture. They are known for their cunning and shrewdness and serve as the managers of the Wizarding Bank.
However, they are also the most outstanding craftsmen in the magical world, capable of creating artifacts imbued with powerful magic, and their craftsmanship far surpasses that of wizards.
Like the Gryffindor sword, which was forged by fairies, it can absorb magical substances that are beneficial to itself, such as the venom of a basilisk, thus gaining the ability to destroy Horcruxes.
It can be said that the fairies of the magical world are equivalent to the elven and dwarven craftsmen of Middle-earth.
More importantly, weapons forged by fairies possess an advantage that elven and dwarven craftsmen do not have: they are upgradable.
It will continuously absorb various magical substances over time, thus becoming stronger and not easily becoming weak or weakened.
Therefore, as long as he masters the forging techniques of fairies, he can become the third type of master craftsman besides elves and dwarves.
Moreover, compared to the "eternal solidity" pursued by dwarven craftsmen and the "magical resonance" of elven craftsmen, the forging technique he mastered was "growth potential".
So, who wouldn't want their weapon to grow stronger along with them?
To Dui's even greater surprise, in addition to gaining the fairy's forging skills from this sign-in, he also discovered that his sensitivity to metals and magic had increased.
Holding a mithril ingot in his hand, he could sense its magical potential and know how to maximize its effectiveness.
Moreover, due to their sensitivity to magic, they can even detect the magical fluctuations of magical artifacts.
Dui was very pleased with such a great achievement.
He climbed onto the back of the dragon Smaug and patted him on the shoulder.
"Let's go back to Hogwarts Castle!"
He was already eager to learn the fairy's forging techniques.
The dragon flapped its enormous wings, leaped into the air, and carried him high into the sky, heading towards the top of Fengyun Peak.
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The town of Hogsmeade, nestled at the foot of the mountain, was bathed in clear, bright sunshine on this day.
The town has grown into a large town with tens of thousands of people, which is no exaggeration to call it a city. Moreover, the town is still expanding, stretching from the lakeside all the way to the east-west main road.
The fields outside the town stretch as far as the eye can see, crisscrossed by paths, and are planted with grains and vegetables.
The town was bustling with people, each with a smile on their face, full of energy.
They came from all over Eliador, some even from the farthest north, all having heard of the name of Windrise Peak and come to seek refuge there.
In addition, merchants, tourists, adventurers, bards and other travelers also stop here.
The bards stood by the Black Lake, gazing up at the majestic castle at Windrise and the two iconic golden and silver trees, praising them with all sorts of ornate words.
Merchants came here to do business with the town's residents, bringing with them a variety of household items and handicrafts.
The town's residents were exempt from exorbitant taxes and levies, so they had plenty of money and spent lavishly on necessities.
This ensured that traveling merchants could make a fortune every time they traveled.
Because of the town's prosperity, Butterbloom, the innkeeper of Breeze, seized the opportunity early on and opened a branch in Hogsmeade, which he handed over to his young son to manage.
Since the town of Buri also joined Dui's rule, the relationship between the two towns has become closer, and the residents have been interacting more frequently.
Aside from the two mayors secretly competing against each other, the residents of both towns consider themselves subjects of Duir, without distinction between themselves and others, and even form intermarriages.
Moreover, as Hogsmeade developed, Brietown did not lag behind.
After all, as the intersection of the East-West Avenue and the North-South Avenue, it has a geographical advantage in transportation that Hogsmeade Village does not possess.
In particular, the dark magic of Kozuka Hill was drained after Dui conceived the basilisk, so the undead there were no longer a problem. Therefore, the towns of Brie and the Shire to the west, especially the hobbits of Stagland, communicated more frequently.
Many hobbits can be seen in Bree, either working as waiters at the Prancing Pony Inn or doing business selling Shire produce, tobacco, alcohol, and the like.
Of course, these hobbits were mostly members of the adventurous Took family or the Brandyde family's territory.
anyway,
On this day, Hogsmeade Town was as bustling as ever.
After admiring the distant Hogwarts Castle, some painters specially showcased their painting skills, preparing to paint the view of Windrise Peak and take it back as a keepsake.
Just then, the clear sky suddenly darkened.
The painter looked up in confusion and saw a colossal object appearing in the sky.
He turned deathly pale with fright, dropped his paintbrush, and fell to the ground, crying out in terror, "A dragon! A giant dragon!"
Upon hearing this, the others all looked up at the sky.
The outsiders were seeing the dragon for the first time, and their instinctive fear of it made them anxious and they tried to find a place to hide.
But the local residents, instead, showed expressions of joy, waving excitedly and cheering, "Lord Duir is back!"
They all knew that a month ago, their lord had set off on a long journey riding a giant dragon.
The return of the dragons means that their lord has also returned.
The residents of Hogsmeade are not afraid of the dragon; on the contrary, they are proud of it. After all, it is their lord's mount and their source of confidence.
The outsiders were bewildered to see that the local residents were not afraid at all, but instead excitedly waving and cheering at the dragon.
Although they had heard that the owner of Windcloud Castle possessed a giant dragon, seeing is believing. Now, seeing such a huge, sky-covering dragon, the terrifying aura it exuded was enough to make them tremble with fear.
High in the air, Dui naturally noticed the cheers below.
He couldn't help but smile, a hint of amusement in his eyes.
It feels so good to be welcomed home.
As if infected, the dragon Smaug responded with a roar, then carried Dui straight back to Windcloud Peak.
Smaug landed on the castle’s vast lawn.
Edward, the butler who had already heard the commotion, quickly ran over, bowing with a beaming smile and saying, "Welcome back, sir!"
Dui jumped off the dragon's back, smiling and raising his hand.
"No need for formalities, Edward. Did anything happen while I was away?"
"Everything is fine, sir," Edward said respectfully. "Aside from Mayor Luke and Mayor Lucky coming to report on town affairs regularly, there's nothing major going on."
Dui nodded.
"That's good."
After Edward left, Duy, urged by Smaug, went to the cellar.
Dui visually estimated the space in the cellar.
"It seems we need to expand the space, otherwise we won't be able to store so much treasure."
As he spoke, he cast the Unseen Stretch Spell again, doubling the size of the cellar.
Then, under Smaug's eager and expectant gaze, Duy poured out Moria's half of the treasure.
The gold, jewels, and jade that poured out like a river quickly covered the ground and then piled up higher and higher.
Smaug listened to the clinking of the gold coins and his eyes narrowed with delight. He rolled around on the treasure.
Dui silently avoided the silly dragon's actions.
These treasures are neither edible nor usable. I wonder if Morgoth's hand trembled when he created the dragons? Is that why they are so obsessed with treasure?
Moria's treasure is almost comparable to that of Lonely Mountain, but Dui's share of Lonely Mountain's treasure is naturally incomparable to half of Moria's treasure.
With the addition of Moria's treasure, Smaug's body could finally be completely buried amidst mountains of riches.
Smaug was still not satisfied with these things, and stared intently at Dui.
"Master, quickly bring out the mithril too! I know those dwarves must have given you mithril as well, and I can already smell it!"
Mithril is far more valuable than gold, so Smaug would never let it go.
Upon hearing this, Dui rolled his eyes and said irritably.
"You were born in the Year of the Dog, weren't you?"
Then he took out the dozen or so boxes of mithril artifacts and mithril ore that Bahrain had sent.
Upon seeing these, Smaug's eyes lit up, and he swept them aside with his tail.
This is something more precious than gold; he has to keep a close eye on it!
Then his gaze remained fixed intently on Dui.
This time, Dui did not do as he wished, and pushed away the head that was leaning towards him.
"Don't even think about it. I have other uses for the rest, and I can't possibly give them all to you."
Upon hearing this, Smaug knew that Dui's mind was made up, so he could only withdraw his head with some disappointment, bury his head in the treasure, and close his eyes to sleep.
Seeing this guy's behavior of using and then throwing away, Dui's lips twitched. Too lazy to argue with this stupid dragon, he turned and left the cellar.
Then Dui sent the basilisk Herpo from the spatial box back into the secret room.
Helbo contributed significantly to the battle against the Balrog, even suffering burns to his skin from the flames, and will need some time to recover.
However, there was plenty of food for the giant spiders in the secret chamber, enough for Helbo to recover.
After settling the basilisk Herpo, all that remained was a massive petrified statue of the "Water Watcher".
Petrified by the basilisk, it cannot be broken by ordinary spells; only a potion made from mandrake can restore it.
Dui simply left it in the spatial box, intending to dispose of it after the potion was made.
He then went to the laboratory and took out the Balrog's body.
Dui's eyes lit up as he looked at the enormous body, which was as black as lava, ugly and twisted, and smelled of sulfur.
After all, this is the body of a Maiar, and even a fallen Maiar is still a demigod-level being.
Such an existence is of great research value.
On the chest, Dui also found some red crystal fragments, which were some fragments left behind when the divine spear Aiglos pierced the heart of the fire demon.
Dui collected all the fragments without leaving a single one and stored them in a crystal bottle.
This is a core fragment of the Flame Demon, and Dui dared not waste a single bit of it, preparing to use it later to test its effects.
(End of this chapter)