Chapter 1401 The Distress of the Weak

Ron felt that he might not be able to bear such a big responsibility, but...

"Damn it," Ron said to himself while looking at the backs of Tonks and the others leaving, "This feeling of being trusted is so sweet, it's hard to refuse!"

"Mr. Weasley, Mr. Longbottom told us just now that the defense here will be temporarily assigned to you. We will report to you in time if we find anything..."

Suddenly, one of the Aurors who had opened the door for them trotted over to Ron from the door. While Ron was still in a daze, he heard the other party continue:

"By the way, Mr. Weasley... I heard that you are a good friend of Mr. McLean. I wonder if he is okay? I was lucky enough to fight with him last time and was saved by him... Oh, although it was indirectly Yes, he definitely doesn't remember me. But I have to say, he is my savior!"

"Oh," Ron blinked, then nodded, "Of course, he's fine...and he should be here in a while. If you want him to remember you, you can introduce yourself to him, I I don't think he would mind having a friend or two."

"Oh, forget it! Although I have heard that Mr. McLean is a very kind and friendly person, it seems that there is no need for a person like me to remember him, let alone be a friend."

The Auror quickly waved his hand, then pointed to the stairs behind and said:

"Let's get down to business. In addition to the people you see downstairs, there are a few teammates upstairs who are constantly monitoring the situation outside. So if the group of black wizards reappears, the higher-ups should be aware of it first. However, I'm ashamed to say that we mainly relied on Mr. Longbottom for our defense before, but now that he's not here, I think our team's strength alone will definitely not be able to withstand those villains."

Having said that, he looked at Ron and said with some expectation:

"therefore"

Although the other party didn't finish speaking, Ron still understood what he meant...Neville left, so naturally he needs to make up for the lost combat power!

However, what should he do?

"I see."

Ron looked around, sighed secretly that Neville had given him a big problem, and tried his best to think.

"First of all, I have to explain that I am not good at actual combat. At most, I can only protect myself. If you want me to resist half of the dark wizards by myself like Neville,

It must be impossible. "

"Ah, of course, everyone has what they are good at and what they are not good at," the Auror immediately nodded with an understanding expression, "but I believe that Mr. Weasley must have something that he is good at." What we can't reach, how do you want us to cooperate, just say it!"

"Hmm... let me think about it."

"Of course, no problem!"

Seeing Ron's slightly subtle expression, the other party did not doubt him, so he nodded.

"Several of those guys were injured last time, and they shouldn't show up for a while. Please think slowly, I won't disturb your thinking for now. If you need anything, just come to me!"

"Okay, okay."

Ron froze his face and watched the other party back to the door. Seeing that the other party turned his head and nodded at him, he could only squeeze out a somewhat forced smile.

And when the other party looked away, the smile on his face disappeared quickly.

"What should I do?"

Ron still has some understanding of Neville's strength. When he was in St. Mungo's ward before, everyone asked about him and analyzed it carefully.

But it was because of this that he understood how powerful Neville's Patronus Charm was.

Generally speaking, ordinary patron saint spells can only be used to resist the attack of dementors, and even if a physical patron saint is successfully summoned, it is still most effective when facing dementors.

Only when the caster truly grasps the essence of the spell and raises his "courage" or "will to guard" to a certain level, can he further touch some kind of qualitative change.

Ron would naturally know the Patronus Charm, and he also had his own Patronus. Even at that time, because of Maca's "special private training", he had mastered this spell earlier than Neville.

It's a pity that he was very reluctant to summon the Patronus back then, and he didn't make any progress after that. And just an ordinary patron saint, how can it fight against those obviously extraordinary dark wizards?

Thinking of this, Ron put aside the increasingly troubled thoughts in his head, and reached out to touch a small pocket hanging on the inside of his robe.

This was a magic pocket that he had worked so hard to make, because he couldn't superimpose the No Trace Stretching Charm like Hermione, so the space inside was only twice the size of the outside.

Of course, he wasn't Hermione and Maca, he didn't have so many books to put, he only contained some scattered and small things in it.

He reached out to take out several potion bottles one after another, and lined them up on the lectern table used by priests in the nearby church.

These were all given to him by Maca, including the highly lethal combat potion like Fiery Flask, the white fresh essence mentioned by Neville just now, and common potions such as antidote and refreshing potion. . As Neville said, each of their little friends has a share.

"In a real battle, even self-protection may not be enough."

Ron looked at the bottles and jars, scratched his head vigorously, and then couldn't help but sighed.

"Maka, you'd better come here early!"

Although he had already told that Auror just now, he said that he was not good at actual combat. But in fact, what he is not good at is not only actual combat.

If before Maca came, those dark wizards who heard Neville's words were good enough to fight over first, shouldn't he choose to run away honestly?

Just when Ron stared at the potion bottles and couldn't help but start thinking wildly, suddenly, a familiar voice sounded from behind him.

"Mr. Weasley, isn't that parsley essence? Can you lend me some for him?"

It was the therapist Deventer who spoke, and Ron immediately realized it.

"Ah, of course, here." He hurriedly picked up one of the two-finger-sized potion bottles, turned around and handed it over, "Don't say whether you can borrow it or not, just use it, saving people is the most important thing!"

"thanks!"

"No, no, no thanks, this is what Maca gave me."

As soon as Maca was mentioned, he couldn't help muttering why Maca hadn't come yet... But obviously, the reality is often completely opposite to people's wishes.