Chapter 232 Amnesia? Righteous Ignorance (1/2)

Chapter 232 Amnesia? Righteous ignorance

When Aaron saw the old man for the first time, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

He instinctively felt that the other party was not simple. Although he was wearing shabby clothes, his temperament was exactly the same as Albus Dumbledore.

Unlucky!

Aaron complained in his heart.

He just came and met a person who seemed to be a big boss. I don't know whether he is good or bad.

"Child, is this thing yours?" the old man asked again.

"Yes." Aaron nodded politely, "It's mine."

"Then take it!" The old man smiled and handed over the wand, "Human magicians are still quite rare.

Child, you are very talented, can you tell me your origins?"

Looking at the pair of blue eyes full of wisdom, Aaron felt a faint pressure, and his mentality couldn't help but explode.

He was so straightforward at the beginning, which was particularly unfriendly to him, an alien.

He didn't know anything about this world, how to answer?

After a moment of silence, Aaron's face showed a trace of confusion, and he shook his head in confusion, "I don't remember."

Pretending to have amnesia was Aaron's sudden idea. It was the best and most suitable approach for his current situation, because he really didn't know anything.

"Don't remember?" The old man frowned slightly and looked at Aaron carefully, "How do you know that this wand is yours if you don't remember?"

"I can feel that it is very important to me." Aaron said it completely out of instinct without any hesitation.

"Then what do you remember?"

"Gaius, Aaron Gaius, this is my name."

"Gaius?" The old man's pupils dilated slightly, but soon returned to their original state, but his eyes looked at him with a little more eagerness.

"Have you heard of this name?" Aaron asked tentatively. He was not sure whether his ancestors had been to this world, but judging from the expression of this old man, he probably had been there!

God, no, Goddess of Luck, if an ancestor has been here, please don't bury any pit for his descendants.

"No, I haven't heard of it at all." The old man shook his head slowly and said meaningfully: "But I can feel a kind of guidance from the dark. Gaius is very special and will be of great help to the good side."

Aaron raised his eyebrows. After all, he was also a human trafficker who had kidnapped human traffickers. Such words sounded nonsense and had no credibility at all.

Even if this old man made him feel unfathomable, he only half believed and half doubted. It was better to stay away from him before he was sure of his character.

"Old man, you are really joking." Aaron scratched his head, "I don't think I am special. For me, the most urgent thing is to find a place to dry my clothes."

"You can use magic, don't worry about anything in front of me."

Aaron:......

I won't, Flo specifically reminded me not to use magic casually.

"Old man, let's not talk about whether I can do magic or not. Even if I can, what do you think I can do with my amnesia?"

"Instinct." The old man said seriously, "Wave the wand and use instinct to guide the magic in your body.

Believe me, you can do it."

Aaron's eyes twitched slightly, and he was speechless.

This old man is more difficult to deal with than Dumbledore. Is it over yet?

He picked up the wand and waved it gently, and nothing happened.

"Maybe it will take a little practice." The old man was not disappointed, "I'll take you to a warm place first. You need clean clothes and hot food."

No, I don't need it. I just finished my meal.

In addition, if you weren't here, I wouldn't be so restrained and tied up.

Although he thought so in his heart, Aaron could only follow the old man for now. It's better to follow a local than to bump around like a headless fly.

"By the way, I don't know your name yet!"

"Gandalf." The old man said slowly, "Gray robe wizard, quite famous."

"Well, I haven't heard of it."

Gandalf smiled and shook his head, and continued to walk forward with Aaron.

During the journey, Aaron also had some superficial understanding of this world.

There are many different races, with humans, elves and dwarves dominating.

There is magic, but very few people can use it, which can be described as rare. The civilization is brilliant but the technology is not developed.

Knowing this, Aaron felt a lot more relaxed.

First of all, this world is still peaceful, he doesn't have to participate in any war, and secondly, with his strength as a mid-level magician, it is not a problem to protect himself.

After walking for nearly half an hour, the two came to a paradise with birds singing and flowers blooming.

"We are here, the Shire, and the people living here are hobbits." Gandalf pointed to a cave covered by green in front of him, "What do you think of this place?"

"Well...suitable for retirement." Aaron smiled, "Blue sky, white clouds, flowers, lakes and warm sunshine, these are synonymous with beauty when combined together."

"Well said." Gandalf nodded, and walked to a low fence with his wand. A hobbit was sitting on a bench and smoking comfortably.

The hobbit was only about one meter tall, with slightly sharp ears and broad soles. There were hard pads and thick brown curly hair on the soles of his feet. He usually didn't need to wear shoes.

The first feeling that this hobbit gave Aaron was safety and no threat. He was more harmless to humans and animals than his dragon. At first glance, he was a peace-loving tribe.

As if he noticed someone coming, the hobbit on the bench opened his eyes.

Looking at the old man and the young man outside the fence, he paused for a moment, looked away a little embarrassedly, "Good morning."

"Are you just saying good morning, or are you telling me that this morning is good anyway, or that you feel good this morning, or that you want to do good this morning."

"I think it's all of the above."

"Very good." Gandalf raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and then pushed Aaron forward a little step, "Aaron Gaius, this child may need your help."

Aaron:......

The Hobbit looked at Aaron and noticed his wet clothes, "You may need clean clothes, But my clothes may not be suitable for you.

But my house is still warm, you can warm your clothes by the fireplace if you need. "

"I am really flattered." Aaron hesitated for a moment and took out a gold coin from his pocket, "This is my thank you for your kindness."

"No need for that." The Hobbit politely refused, then opened the half-meter-high fence and invited Aaron into his yard, "Every Hobbit will lend a hand to those in need."

Gandalf smiled slightly, did not enter his yard, but looked at the Hobbit thoughtfully.

"Is there anything I can do for you?"

"It's not certain now, I'm looking for a partner for adventure together."

The Hobbit was stunned for a moment, and he interpreted from Gandalf's eyes that he seemed to be on the shortlist.

"Adventure?

I don't think anyone west of Bree would be interested. It's dirty, tiring and uncomfortable and will make you miss dinner." The hobbit smacked his cigarette holder, "Good morning!"

After that, he walked towards the door, meaning quite clearly: Don't look for me, I'm not interested.

"I didn't expect that I would be like a peddler in this life, and was sent away by Belladonna's son with "Good morning." Gandalf said in front of the fence.

"What did you say?" The hobbit turned around and asked.

"You are going backwards, Bilbo Baggins."

"Excuse me, do I know you?"

"You know my name, but you forget what I look like. I am Gandalf.

And Gandalf is..."

"The gray wizard." Aaron added.

"Yes, that's what Gaius said."

"Gandalf?" Bilbo seemed to have thought of something, and pointed his pipe at Gandalf in surprise, "You are a wandering wizard fireworks master.

Old Took used to set them off at the summer solstice, I didn't expect you were still in business."

"What else can I do?" Gandalf laughed unhappily.

Puff!

Aaron laughed unkindly.

It's really sad that he is such a powerful wizard, but he has fallen to the point of selling fireworks for a living.

Gandalf felt offended, "Aaron, although your memory is a little bit wrong, you should not forget the most basic courtesy."

"Sorry." Aaron waved his hand, "I really couldn't help it.

In theory, a wizard as virtuous as you should be respected wherever he goes."

"Humph!" Gandalf snorted, then looked at Bilbo, "I'm glad you still remember me, even if it's just about my fireworks.

Okay, it's decided.

This will be good for you, interesting for me, and meaningful for him. "

"Wait." Aaron's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition, "What do you mean by meaningful to me?"

"You'll know when the time comes, I'll go and inform others."

"Inform who?" Bilbo also noticed something was wrong, and immediately pulled Aaron to the door of his house, "Adventures are not welcome here, not today.

I suggest you go to the hillock or the river to ask."

Although it was the first time they met, Aaron and Bilbo cooperated very well at this moment, and did not give Gandalf a chance to speak, and decisively opened the door and went in.

The two leaned against the door on the left and right, and Bilbo decisively locked the door.

Just when the two breathed a sigh of relief, they suddenly heard a strange sound in their ears, as if something sharp had scratched the door.

Bilbo frowned and turned to the window, but before he could see clearly, he met a pair of sharp blue pupils. He was so shocked that he immediately retreated behind the wall. His quick reaction surprised Aaron.

Being timid is understandable, but you don't have to hide so far!

Seeing Gandalf walking away from the window, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Baggins, I have an uneasy feeling."

"It should be okay!" Bilbo bit his finger uncertainly, "We both refused. Even if there is any adventure, Gandalf can't force us!"

"No, no, no, you are still too young.

There is a price to pay for underestimating people, especially some elderly people. None of them are easy to deal with."

"Haha." Bilbo pointed at himself, "Although the life span of hobbits is longer than that of humans, it is still embarrassing to be called young by a teenager like you. I am already in my teens."

"Uh... my memory is a little wrong "I don't know much about this." Aaron said awkwardly, "After all, you look like you're only in your twenties."

Bilbo nodded, then realized something and said speechlessly: "Even if I'm in my twenties, you're not qualified to say I'm young."

"Okay." Aaron nodded, "But my intuition is always accurate. If possible, we'd better go out and hide. It should be fine after hiding for a day or two."

"I won't go. You go." Bilbo said unconvinced, "This is my home."

Aaron:......

If it weren't for the pure kindness I felt from you, I wouldn't have reminded you.

But then again, if I wasn't unfamiliar with the place, I would have run away long ago.

"Okay, let's not talk about this for now.

Take off your clothes first, I'll go dry them for you."

Aaron blinked, "What should I wear if I take off my clothes?"

"Here you go." Bilbo took out a set of thick sheets from the cabinet, "Although it's a little old, it's definitely warm."

"Uh... Thank you, but I'll do it myself!" Aaron took the sheets and walked towards the burning fireplace.

Sitting by the fire, Aaron looked around the cave.

Each room is connected by a small semicircular passage, and only a few rooms are equipped with wooden doors.

The sun can shine in, and the kitchen, study, living room and even bathroom are all available. It's not luxurious, but warm and comfortable.

The only thing that made Aaron feel inconvenient was that the door was built a little short. Although it was just right for the Hobbits, it was a little short for him, a human who was over 1.6 meters tall.

"This place is really nice." Aaron said, "It's completely different from the caves I remembered."

"This is a Hobbit Hole." Bilbo said proudly, "It's my ancestral property."

"It can be seen that Mr. Baggins is still very rich."

"Not rich, just enough to spend." Bilbo waved his hand, and then said with some concern: "Aaron, Gandalf said that your memory..."

"It's okay, it's okay, I will find it back." Aaron said nonsense seriously, "Although many things can't be remembered, some things are engraved in the bones after all, like a knife and an axe. I can't forget it. "

"What are your plans next?"

"This...Mr. Baggins, do you have a map to the human town?

If you don't have it, it doesn't matter, just point me in the direction, I won't bother you after you rest."

Bilbo frowned, "But you are just a child, it may be dangerous to go such a long way alone."

"Don't treat me as a child, my ability is beyond your imagination."

"Okay, beyond imagination." Bilbo said with a smile, but he didn't believe it in his heart. How strong can a child be?

"You should stay a few more days, I don't lack rooms for guests.

In addition, I will ask the neighbors around to help you keep an eye out. If there are humans coming to the Shire, you can follow them along the way, so that I can feel more at ease."

Aaron thought about it for a while and reluctantly agreed to this suggestion. After all, he really didn't know the way.