Chapter 1402 Ron's Determination

"What else can I order?"

From just now, this sentence has been circling in Ron's head. But no matter what he thought, he couldn't think of what else he could do in the face of the situation in front of him.

At this moment, he couldn't help realizing again how mediocre and powerless he was as one of the friends of Hermione, Harry, Neville and even Maca.

Not to mention Maca and Harry who holds the Gryffindor sword, even if it is replaced by Hermione who seems to be closer, in this case, he will definitely be able to come up with various methods to defend against powerful enemies. Preparation.

Oh no, it's better to say, this is actually Hermione's strong point, right?

"call--"

Suddenly, Ron shook his head, and gently exhaled the stale air in his chest.

To be honest, although Ron still can't get rid of the negative emotions of depression and loss, he has learned to adjust after all.

He knew that if he allowed the depression in his heart to grow like that, let alone find a way to do something, it would be good if he didn't cause more trouble!

However, if you force yourself to calm down first and don't let those messy thoughts affect your judgment, at least you can prevent yourself from making some stupid mistakes that you should never make.

After he had cleared his head for a while, he searched again, pondering the question that might never be answered just now—what else could he do in the face of the predicament that the dark wizard might make a comeback at any time?

After a while, he finally prayed secretly:

"Merlin bless you, let Maca come here quickly! It's not that I'm spineless, the point is... I really can't do it! There are so many lives here! I can't afford it!"

And at the next moment, the prayer in his heart seemed to be really heard... However, the person who heard it was not Merlin, not even Maca.

Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps coming from the stairs at the back, and not long after, he saw a figure rushing downstairs three steps and two steps.

"There is a situation in the cornfield outside! Immediately step up vigilance at all positions and check all protective spells!"

Just as he was talking, the small Auror suddenly turned around and looked towards Ron quickly.

"Mr. Weasley?"

Looking at the gaze looking at me, and more gazes following it,

Ron didn't even have the time to hesitate.

Now everyone understands that this is not the time to hesitate!

"Just do that," he said immediately, "Also, move the injured to the second floor immediately, and if they can't defend themselves, immediately apparate away!"

This is to withdraw when the situation is not good?

But it must be said that "run if you can't beat it" is indeed a reasonable choice in any situation, and it can be said to be the first choice in terms of stop loss.

Although in that case, the morale is likely to plummet, if the enemy catches up again, the possibility of being defeated will be greatly increased.

Especially an unprepared temporary retreat like Ron's is actually more like a gamble of life and fate.

"Mr. Weasley, I think I have to remind—"

Suddenly, Mr. Deventer, the therapist beside Ron, pointed out in a low voice:

"Leaving aside the other injuries, at least this Mr. Tucker... I'm afraid he won't be able to withstand the squeeze and shock during the process of revealing the entourage!"

But when Ron heard the words, he gritted his teeth and said:

"I'll stay."

There is no doubt that even if he stayed, there still seemed to be little to do. But obviously, this decision can also be said to be a decision of his, Ron Weasley.

The Mr. Tucker who was lying on the floor was actually on the verge of death, and it was only because of Neville's white essence that he was barely able to breathe until now.

In order to ensure the safety of more people, Ron felt that it would be better to abandon him honestly!

But does one person really have the right to make decisions for another? Especially that person's most important, most precious, and most priceless thing—life!

Ron felt that he might not have that right, so he could only pay the other party with his life—maybe, this could be regarded as a little bit of compensation?

He didn't know whether he was right or wrong in thinking so, but he didn't want to weigh the importance. His brain was not very good, and it was impossible to get results if he was too entangled in such things.

However, for those Aurors and Derwent who didn't know Ron's true strength, Ron's decision didn't seem to be a problem.

Not only that, but they even thought it was a really good idea.

Ron said earlier that he himself was not as good at actual combat as Neville. But just saying "not good at" doesn't mean that he is really bad.

Think of Longbottom, think of McLean!

If their level of strength is used as a benchmark, the strength of everyone here may only be described as "not good at".

Therefore, when Ron proposed that he stay, everyone seemed very excited.

"Yes, Mr. Weasley's strength may not be enough to estimate so many of us, but if it's just a Tucker, it must be no problem? Not to mention, Mr. Weasley is equivalent to doing it alone. Everyone's retreat is stopped, so as not to be detected by the other side."

It was frustrating, though, that it seemed as though they, the Aurors and the Strikers, would have to be reduced to "fleeing in a hurry" when faced with the Dark Wizards. However, when necessary, it is obviously also a reliable strategy and tactic to avoid properly to preserve the vitality.

"Understood!"

The skinny Auror who came down to report the enemy's situation immediately nodded, then turned around and went back upstairs. At the same time, those players who were on standby at their respective positions also nodded at Ron.

Ron could only nod his head reluctantly... Although he seemed to be quite calm at the moment, only he knew that it was just the calmness he tried to pretend.

However, now that the order has been issued, there is naturally no possibility of changing it.

He didn't continue to struggle with whether his decision was appropriate, Dang even invited several slightly injured team members to join him, and helped the other wounded who were inconvenient to move up to the second floor.

After a while, an unknown Auror who was watching the situation outside let out a low cry, and everyone including Ron tensed up.

Those nasty... no, the "dreadful" dark wizards, here they come!

"Go ahead, I... go down and have a look!" Ron couldn't help but said.

m.