"What's going on? Is this orb broken?" The Dwarves were also full of surprise.
Gandalf was also puzzled when he saw it, and reached out: "Luke, can you let me see it?"
Luke handed the orb over.
Gandalf took the orb, thinking of Bilbo's location.
But the orb still showed the same image as before, and Bilbo's figure was not seen.
"Is this orb really broken? Has the Palantír's shelf life expired?"
"I told you these things made by Elves look good but are useless, not as sturdy as what we Dwarves make."
The Dwarves complained for a while.
On the contrary, Luke looked at the image on the orb and suddenly realized.
Could it be that Bilbo had already obtained the one ring and put on the ring to become invisible?
That's why the Palantír could show his location but not his figure.
However, only he knew about this, and it was not good to expose the matter of Bilbo obtaining the one ring in front of these Dwarves.
So he maintained the same puzzled expression and put the "broken" orb into his leather pouch.
And suggested that everyone go to the bottom of the abyss to find Bilbo.
But before that, Luke still had to sign in once.
Soon after entering the Goblin cave, the System reacted, but at that time, it was an emergency, and there was no time to respond.
Now he could finally sign in.
"Hogwarts Sign-in System: Location Misty Mountains – Goblin Town, do you want to sign in?"
Luke was full of anticipation and silently thought: "Sign in."
"Sign-in successful, congratulations on obtaining the Basilisk Cultivation Method!"
Basilisk Cultivation Method? Luke was surprised.
He didn't expect this sign-in to be this thing.
To his knowledge, the Basilisk is a very dangerous Dark Arts creature in the Harry Potter world. The Basilisk's eyes have powerful destructive power; any creature that directly meets its gaze will die immediately, and creatures that indirectly meet its gaze will be petrified.
Moreover, the Basilisk also has deadly venom; besides Phoenix tears, no other Potion or magic can cure it.
The Basilisk also has a long lifespan, able to live for thousands of years, and will grow larger and larger.
The Basilisk is very dangerous; besides Parseltongue, which can communicate with and control the Basilisk, no one else can tame it.
Therefore, many Dark Wizards who tried to cultivate a Basilisk were eventually backfired by the Basilisk and died directly.
Now Luke has the Parseltongue talent. If he can cultivate a big weapon like a Basilisk, it would be like adding wings to a tiger for him.
But how did he feel that he was increasingly heading towards the path of a Dark Wizard?
Parseltongue, Basilisk pet, isn't this a proper Dark Wizard in the magic world!
Forget it, Dark Wizard it is, Luke also gave up on the struggle.
Anyway, as long as it can enhance his strength, who cares if he is a Dark Wizard or a White Wizard.
After all, a great man once said, black cat, white cat, as long as it catches mice, it's a good cat.
Luke accepted the knowledge about Basilisk cultivation. Basilisk cultivation is not complicated; you need to find a seven-year-old rooster, lay a magic egg on a night when Sirius is overhead, and place the magic egg under a toad to hatch.
The magic egg that eventually hatches will be a emerald green Basilisk. To distinguish its gender, just look at whether there is a scarlet feather on its head; if there is, it's a male snake, otherwise, it's a female snake.
Of course, a rooster laying eggs is inherently against common sense, even in the magic world.
So there is a specific Dark Arts ritual that resonates with the stars, which can break the taboo of natural laws.
That is, on a night when Sirius is overhead, using the power of the stars as an Introduction, forcibly rewriting biological instincts through Dark Arts, thereby making a rooster lay a cursed magic egg, and then nurturing a Dark Arts creature like the Basilisk.
Middle-earth also has Sirius, so Luke doesn't have to worry about not being able to conceive a Basilisk.
It's just that a seven-year-old rooster is hard to find, and the time when Sirius is overhead is around midnight on January 1st each year.
It is already June, so he would have to wait another half a year for the next time Sirius appears.
By then, the Lonely Mountain quest would have long been over.
So Luke could only temporarily put aside the matter of cultivating the Basilisk.
The Goblins in the cave were either dead or unconscious, posing no threat to the group.
The group did not rush to find Bilbo but planned to search for treasure in this underground Goblin kingdom.
First and foremost was the largest cave where the Goblin King resided; that was clearly the most likely place to hide treasure.
And when everyone entered, as expected, the cave was filled with a cave full of gold, silver, jewels, and diamonds, a massive amount never seen before, probably besides the treasure of the Lonely Mountain, there has never been so much treasure seen!
Even Thorin, who had seen the treasure of the Lonely Mountain, couldn't help but be surprised looking at the treasure in front of him.
"Oh my goodness, we're going to be rich!" The Dwarf Dwalin's eyes were filled with obsession.
"Don't drool, Dwalin, and these treasures are Luke's spoils of war, not yours!" The Dwarf Balin slapped his bald head and reminded him unhappily.
After being reminded, the Dwarves instantly reacted and reluctantly withdrew their eyes.
Although they were greedy for wealth, they also knew that it was Luke's credit that everyone managed to escape from the Goblin encirclement unscathed this time; they didn't put in any effort.
Luke, however, didn't have much emotional fluctuation towards the treasure in front of him. Having seen many treasures, he was already able to treat them with a normal mindset.
So he generously expressed his willingness to share, letting everyone take as much as they could.
Except for Thorin, who refused as usual, the other Dwarves accepted Luke's kindness and happily shoveled the gold, silver, and jewels in front of them into their pockets and backpacks, stuffing them full.
While the Dwarves were shoveling the treasure, Luke noticed a glimmer of silver light exposed beneath the gold coins.
He walked over curiously and pushed aside the gold coins covering it.
The item buried in the gold coins completely revealed its true form.
It was an exquisite and magnificent spear, entirely silvery-white, emitting a cold light. The spear shaft was engraved with beautiful patterns and mysterious runes. The spearhead was like the tip of a snow peak, pure white and chillingly sharp, as if it could pierce through all the hardest materials.
Luke's eyes widened as he looked at it with admiration, and he couldn't help but reach out and grab the spear.
As soon as he grasped the spear, his pupils contracted, and the magic in his body involuntarily surged into the spear.
The spear burst forth with dazzling cold light, its spearhead revealing its full sharpness, containing a terrifying explosive force.
Luke couldn't help but thrust it into the cave wall, and the spear pierced directly into the stone wall as if it were piercing tofu.
Immediately, a powerful destructive force was released from the spearhead, and the entire stone wall quickly cracked and threatened to collapse.
Gandalf, who was nearby, looked very surprised when he saw the spear, "Luke, can you let me see it?"
Luke noticed Gandalf's change in expression, handed him the spear, and asked, "Gandalf, do you know this spear?"