I HATE THE MIDDLE AGES!
Chapter 9: Helm's Abyss
(The two towers)
The next morning, they had an audience with the king. Earlier, Hermione had spoken to Eowyn about the need for him to seek refuge. Éowyn agreed, but confessed that his uncle would not have easy access to this, so she suggested taking a couple of children in front of the king who fled his village due to the orcs attack.
At the meeting, the King was saddened by the loss of several villages and the plight of the two children in front of him. Hermione dared not speak in front of the monarch again, so she took care of comforting the children.
Aragorn together with Gandalf convinced the monarch to seek refuge.
"We will need your nephew Eomer and his horsemen," said Gandalf, offering to bring them into the abyss of Helm.
"I will arrive at the dawn of the third day, you must resist," he said and ran toward the stables.
The king ordered everyone to prepare for departure and Hermione helped as best as she could, especially with her Featherweight spell for non-combatants, horsemen and soldiers, and with Protego "shielded" their armor against swords and arrows.
“Remember," Hermione explained, "the arrows will not pierce your armor, just like swords and mallets, but that will not prevent your bones from breaking and bleeding out inside, you are not invincible!”
The riders nodded and the explorers thanked her warmly as Hermione turned their helmets into (horrible) motorcycle helmets, they were also under the protection of the Protego spell and the helmet's shielded glass visor gave them a large field of vision, unlike their old helmets.
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During the march to the abyss of Helm, Hermione, Eowyn and Gimli spoke of various things. Éowyn was surprised by Hermione's courage in her world as well as her journey to Rivendel and subsequent mission to the fellowship.
“For Merlin! Gimli, are you all right?” Hermione asked the dwarf after he fell off his horse.
“Hermione, don't spoil the dwarf, after all they are known for their tougher skin and even tougher head," said the elf.
“We'll be tough skinned, but at least we're not delicate "gents" like you.”
“I am not delicate, I am only finer than you," replied Legolas to which Hermione laughed, blushing poor Legolas, while Gimli laughed with pure contentment.
“We're under attack!” there was a scream.
“They are huargos, we are attacked by huargos riders!” a rider shouted.
Hermione hurriedly helped Gimli get on his horse, but when she was ready to get on her own, Legolas and Gimli asked her to stay.
“I can't stay! I gotta help you guys.”
Friends exchanged looks of concern but were sent to battle by Aragorn.
Hermione barely spotted the orcs, trapped his mounts with the Incarcerous, the orcs riders in this way were easy prey of the Rohan riders.
“Did we lose someone?” the king asked.
“Not my lord, Hana was shot down from her horse but the huargo could not kill him thanks to the helmet that the istari gave him.”
“The king looked at Hermione and nodded his head in gratitude.”
“Kill the huargos," he ordered.
“No! My lord, please don't do anything to them.”
“The huargos are dangerous monsters," said the scowling king.
“They are not, they are just... misunderstood creatures," Hermione said, recalling Hagrid.
“Look!” Hermione said as she approached one of the creatures, her three friends held their breath.
Hermione approached and caressing the back of the animal calmed him down, then stroked his belly and he was happy.
“What kind of sorcery is this?” exclaimed the king.
“It is not sorcery, my lord," said Hermione, "the huargos only attacked because their riders ordered them, it is no different when a horse ramps or kicks by order of its rider.”
The king was about to answer but the determined eyes of the riders convinced him and decided to leave the huargos.
“Thank the gods for coming back safely!” Eowyn said to Hermione as she hugged her tightly.
“Thanks to Hermione's spells we didn't lose anyone," said Gimli joyfully.
“Hermione, the fact that we have met with scouts of huargos means that soon Saruman will send all his troops against us," said Aragorn, "do you think you can hide this place?”
“No, I'm sorry Aragorn, the fortress is very big.”
“There's no way to put up a barrier or anything," his friend insisted.
“There is a spell: the Protego Horriblis could cover the whole abyss of Helm and disintegrate anyone who tried to pass by," she said, and everyone opened their eyes like plates.
“But I can't do it, I don't know how to do it and even if I knew how to do the enchantment, I'm only eighteen years old, only a very powerful magician from my world could do it, I'm sorry.”
“Hermione, I spoke to the king, he is ready to command the elders and children to fight. I don't know how many orcs will attack us, but if there are many of them we won't be able to stand, Gandalf and Éomer will only arrive in three days," Aragorn explained.
“Hermione, can you cast a spell on the armor and weapons like you did before?” Gimli asked.
“Yes, I can do it, I'll make them light and armored.”
“And the helmets, can you transform them into armoured helmets?” Legolas asked.
“Yes, I can also do it, I will even armor them along with their glass viewfinder, so they won't have to worry about being reached by the arrows and aim more precisely.”
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Hermione, who did not know when the orc horde would appear, set to work immediately as soon as they reached the fortress, even sharpened the blades with the Reparo spell and left them as new.
“Do you think there will be a storm, Legolas?” Hermione asked the elf because his magical nature would allow him to be more certain to respond.
“There will be and it will be strong.”
“That's what I hope," replied the witch tired of doing so many spells, "it will affect them to throw their arrows, instead the helmets that now have our archers are waterproofed, just like armor.”
“Hermione you are great, you have made our men an invincible army," praised Legolas. Hermione smiled at him and took a well-deserved rest.
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The night of the second day arrived with a hopeful visit. Haldir, the elf, had arrived with a large group of elite archers.
As Hermione approached, the elf smiled at her and kissed her hand. Hermione felt weird to see that version of Lucius Malfoy being gallant to her.
"I don't know, I could get used to it," she thought a little confused.
Aragorn explained to Haldir the preparations made by Hermione and convinced the elf and his archers to let their weapons and shields cast a spell on them. They also used the witch's magic helmets.
As soon as she finished performing the spells, a few screams told her that the orc horde had arrived, there were thousands of them and they were armed and disciplined.
Aragorn took Hermione aside and gave her the final instructions.
“I understand Aragorn, but I have never killed anyone.”
“Hermione, the orcs will have no mercy on any man, woman or child if they enter the fortress.”
"I know, I know, but..."
Aragorn hugged Hermione and she began to tear.
“The war is horrible.”
“No one said it wasn't, but you must be strong, for all the children who will fight tonight.”
“I know, we will not be able to achieve this if I only use stunning spells, I hope to instill fear in them before the attack.”
“Just focus on Hermione and everything will be fine," he said, then he took her face with his two strong hands and kissed her on the forehead.
TO BE CONTINUE...
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