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January 14
Last night, after a few hours of walking after we had reached the bottom of the mountain, we decided to rest. Gandalf pointed at a little hill surrounded by trees, and said, "Here is a good place to rest." We all headed towards the hill, and when we reached it, Sam and Merry started to gather some wood for a fire.
When they had gathered enough, they brought to us, and I lit fire to it with my wand. Sam cooked some dinner for us, which I must say was quite good, and then we lay down for sleep, except for Gandalf, who was going to keep a look out. Despite the cold night air, I finally fell asleep.
When I woke up, I saw that it was still dark outside. I sat up, and noticed Gandalf was tense and alert. I got up and walked over to him.
"Gandalf?" I whipsered, "What's wrong?" Then I heard something howl. Lots of somethings. "Gandalf, what are those?" I asked, scared, my voice trembling.
"Wake up the others," he said, "The wolves have come."
I proceeded to do what Gandalf had asked me, and woke up the others, and told them to get a weapon. When I woke Pippin up, I found that he was already awake.
"What're those things?" he asked.
"They're wolves," I replied. "Gandalf wants to get up, and he says for you to get your sword." Pippin got his sword and I pulled out my wand, and we both walked over to Gandalf, who told the Fellowship to gather in a circle in the middle of the hill, facing outwards.
I noticed that the wolves had come even closer, and then the action began.
Gandalf did something with his staff. There was a bright light, and for a moment, I could see just how many wolves there were, about 30, I guessed. Then the light went out, and I saw about three wolves jump toward us. Gandalf got one with his staff, Aragorn got one with his sword, and I got one by using the Stunning Charm. For a couple seconds, nothing happened, and then about 10 wolves appeared, and Gandalf pointed his staff at them, muttered something, and the wolves, and the leaves of the trees burst into flame. The wolves, of course died, and the rest fled. The tree leaves remaind burning for a couple minutes, and then the flames went out.
The next day, when we had awoken, I saw that there weren't any wolves anywhere.
"It is as I feared," said Gandalf. "These were no ordinary wolves."
"Then what kind of wolves were they?" I heard Gimli ask, as I was walking toward them.
"They were wargs. Wolves of Saruman."
"Why would Saruman send wargs after us?" I asked
Gandalf turned to me. "Because he too is after the Ring." And taking his hint, I asked no more questions about it.
We finally reached the Gates of Moria, but at first, I couldn't see them. Then, when the moonlight hit where Gandalf said the doors were, I saw a litte line of sliver. The little line of silver then started running through what I thought were cracks, and when it was finished, there was an immaculate design.
I turned to Gandalf, and as I did so, I heard Pippin throw a rock in the water.
"Do not disturb the water," I heard Aragorn say to him. Then I spoke to Gandalf.
"What does the lettering say?" I asked, for I had noticed some writing above the doors. "I do not understand it."
"It's some form of elvish. What does it say, Gandalf?" Merry said.
"It says, 'The doors of During, Lord of Moria. Speak, friend, and enter.'"
"What does that mean?" asked Merry.
"The meaning is simple enough, Meriadoc." Gandalf said, "If you are a friend, speak the password, and the doors will open."
Boromir joined us. "Do you know the password?" he asked.
"No, I don't."
"Great." I muttered under my breath. Unfortunatley, Gandalf heard me.
"What I meant, Harry, is that I don't know the password yet. But we shall soon see," and with that, Gandalf took out his staff, pressed it against the doors, and mutters what he thought was the password.
It didn't work, so he tried again, only this time he said part of the pass word slowly, and the other part more loudly. Again, it didnÕt work. Gandalf went on like this for some time, until he sat down, quite exhausted, on a nearby rock.
Frodo then took a closer look at the words above the door.
"Speak, friend, and enter," he said to himself, then he turned to Gandalf. "Gandalf, what's the elvish word for friend?" he asked.
"Mellon," he replied, and to my great surprise, and the est of the Fellowship's, the doors opened, and we went inside.
Unfortunatley, there was then a cave in. Rocks started falling. Big rocks, and they blocked the way we came in.
Gandalf sighed, and leaned close to his staff and muttered something. Then light came forth from his staff, and he walked on into the darkness, and me and the rest of the Fellowship followed him.
January 14
Last night, after a few hours of walking after we had reached the bottom of the mountain, we decided to rest. Gandalf pointed at a little hill surrounded by trees, and said, "Here is a good place to rest." We all headed towards the hill, and when we reached it, Sam and Merry started to gather some wood for a fire.
When they had gathered enough, they brought to us, and I lit fire to it with my wand. Sam cooked some dinner for us, which I must say was quite good, and then we lay down for sleep, except for Gandalf, who was going to keep a look out. Despite the cold night air, I finally fell asleep.
When I woke up, I saw that it was still dark outside. I sat up, and noticed Gandalf was tense and alert. I got up and walked over to him.
"Gandalf?" I whipsered, "What's wrong?" Then I heard something howl. Lots of somethings. "Gandalf, what are those?" I asked, scared, my voice trembling.
"Wake up the others," he said, "The wolves have come."
I proceeded to do what Gandalf had asked me, and woke up the others, and told them to get a weapon. When I woke Pippin up, I found that he was already awake.
"What're those things?" he asked.
"They're wolves," I replied. "Gandalf wants to get up, and he says for you to get your sword." Pippin got his sword and I pulled out my wand, and we both walked over to Gandalf, who told the Fellowship to gather in a circle in the middle of the hill, facing outwards.
I noticed that the wolves had come even closer, and then the action began.
Gandalf did something with his staff. There was a bright light, and for a moment, I could see just how many wolves there were, about 30, I guessed. Then the light went out, and I saw about three wolves jump toward us. Gandalf got one with his staff, Aragorn got one with his sword, and I got one by using the Stunning Charm. For a couple seconds, nothing happened, and then about 10 wolves appeared, and Gandalf pointed his staff at them, muttered something, and the wolves, and the leaves of the trees burst into flame. The wolves, of course died, and the rest fled. The tree leaves remaind burning for a couple minutes, and then the flames went out.
The next day, when we had awoken, I saw that there weren't any wolves anywhere.
"It is as I feared," said Gandalf. "These were no ordinary wolves."
"Then what kind of wolves were they?" I heard Gimli ask, as I was walking toward them.
"They were wargs. Wolves of Saruman."
"Why would Saruman send wargs after us?" I asked
Gandalf turned to me. "Because he too is after the Ring." And taking his hint, I asked no more questions about it.
We finally reached the Gates of Moria, but at first, I couldn't see them. Then, when the moonlight hit where Gandalf said the doors were, I saw a litte line of sliver. The little line of silver then started running through what I thought were cracks, and when it was finished, there was an immaculate design.
I turned to Gandalf, and as I did so, I heard Pippin throw a rock in the water.
"Do not disturb the water," I heard Aragorn say to him. Then I spoke to Gandalf.
"What does the lettering say?" I asked, for I had noticed some writing above the doors. "I do not understand it."
"It's some form of elvish. What does it say, Gandalf?" Merry said.
"It says, 'The doors of During, Lord of Moria. Speak, friend, and enter.'"
"What does that mean?" asked Merry.
"The meaning is simple enough, Meriadoc." Gandalf said, "If you are a friend, speak the password, and the doors will open."
Boromir joined us. "Do you know the password?" he asked.
"No, I don't."
"Great." I muttered under my breath. Unfortunatley, Gandalf heard me.
"What I meant, Harry, is that I don't know the password yet. But we shall soon see," and with that, Gandalf took out his staff, pressed it against the doors, and mutters what he thought was the password.
It didn't work, so he tried again, only this time he said part of the pass word slowly, and the other part more loudly. Again, it didnÕt work. Gandalf went on like this for some time, until he sat down, quite exhausted, on a nearby rock.
Frodo then took a closer look at the words above the door.
"Speak, friend, and enter," he said to himself, then he turned to Gandalf. "Gandalf, what's the elvish word for friend?" he asked.
"Mellon," he replied, and to my great surprise, and the est of the Fellowship's, the doors opened, and we went inside.
Unfortunatley, there was then a cave in. Rocks started falling. Big rocks, and they blocked the way we came in.
Gandalf sighed, and leaned close to his staff and muttered something. Then light came forth from his staff, and he walked on into the darkness, and me and the rest of the Fellowship followed him.