Chapter 1404 Fanatical Dark Wizard

"boom!"

Suddenly, the door of the church shook violently.

It's the enemy! Some of the group of black wizards have already broken through the blocking of the Aurors and rushed to the door! It was only because of the pre-set protective spells on the door that the other party was unable to break in immediately.

However, just like this, it is impossible to block the opponent's offensive for too long. In addition, there will be more enemies rushing through the defense line one after another, and the time that a gate can resist will be even shorter.

Since the plan to retreat has long been made, it is time to decide when to retreat.

"Mr. Weasley?"

Looking at the several sights turning his head to look at him, and the Aurors who were still trying their best to stop the attack of the dark wizard, Ron had no time to think about more countermeasures.

Anyway, no matter how you think about it, he is just Ron Weasley, and it is impossible to become Neville, Harry or even Maca just because of a flash of inspiration.

So far, what abilities do I have, isn't it clear enough?

"Everyone is divided into two groups. The team members who are not fighting with each other immediately go upstairs. Now the window on the second floor suppresses the enemy with the advantage of vision brought by the height! At the same time, get ready, wait until the teammates downstairs stop casting spells and start When evacuating, increase the intensity of suppression—”

This was the most reasonable way of retreating that Ron could think of, but he was not sure whether it would work or not. But at least, he still has other blocking means ready at all times!

"should be no problem."

Just as Ron was muttering in his heart, the Aurors who heard his arrangement had already taken action.

Not to mention anything else, the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic cooperated quite well when they obeyed orders and acted collectively. Even under Ron's rough instructions just now, they responded quickly and accurately.

Soon, the people waiting to be rotated in various positions immediately separated from the teammates who were in charge of blocking, and ran towards the stairs without hesitation.

And after more than ten seconds, the number of curses falling upstairs began to increase.

"boom--"

The gate was still shaking from time to time, and the enemy's bombardment was becoming more and more intense, to the point that cracks gradually appeared at the joints of the walls strengthened by magic.

"Phantom Tablet...safely guarding...everything is protected..."

Ron started to increase the defensive strength of the gate and wall in the back,

Although this may be just a drop in the bucket, it is better than doing nothing.

When he found that the Aurors heading to the second floor had already taken their positions, and the spells falling from upstairs became denser, he finally said loudly:

"leftover--"

Just as he opened his mouth, he suddenly thought of something, which made him turn his head quickly—as expected, the healer Devonte was still studying the curse of the plague until now, and he didn't even move his position.

"Come here a few people first, and send Mr. Deventer and Mr. Tucker to the second floor! Hurry up!"

After all, he himself picked up his wand and pushed it up again, trying to make up for the vacant firepower as much as possible.

"yes!"

The three Aurors each responded, and then decisively withdrew from the window, allowing Ron and the remaining Auror to stop the enemy.

And the three of them quickly ran towards Devonte and Tucker in the corner.

"Boom!" "Crack——"

Suddenly, when the gate suffered a powerful bombardment at a high speed, there was a sound of cracking, which made the hearts of everyone present jump.

"Get out! Get out, apparate and leave as soon as you go upstairs. Mr. Tucker can't take it away, so stay in the middle of the second floor...Leave it to me!"

He gritted his teeth to say the last sentence, because he really didn't have the confidence to protect others.

But now, what else can I say?

The rest of the Aurors were ordered, and didn't say anything more, and immediately retreated one by one. After the team members on the second floor found that the firepower downstairs had weakened, they immediately increased the intensity and frequency of casting spells according to Ron's previous intention.

For a moment, our spells and the enemy's magic were mixed together, and the brilliance, flames, and explosions almost fused together outside the window.

But it turns out that even Ron's arrangement is actually pretty good, at least it has brought out the abilities of the Aurors to a great extent.

It's a pity that even so, it still failed to fully achieve the effect he expected.

At that moment, before all the Aurors in the church were removed, everyone heard a loud "bang" - amidst a piece of wood and sawdust flying in all directions, the door was still broken after all.

Seeing a dozen or so dark wizards in different outfits holding wands outside the door, and about to rush in through the broken door in the next second, Ron smashed out the Vial of Limeflame that he had been holding in his hand with all his might.

"Wow--"

In an instant, a dazzling blue flame exploded at the door, mercilessly splashing on those dark wizards.

To be honest, Ron still doesn't know where those dark wizards came from, but this is obviously not that important anymore.

Because he only needs to understand that those guys are his enemies, and that's enough!

"Go! All up, get out of this church! I'll hold them off as long as I can, and buy you time."

It must be said that Maca's Fierce Flask is quite powerful. If it's just a normal dark wizard who wants to charge directly with this highly attached magic flame, the end will basically be a death.

However, the shortcomings of the Fiery Flame Bottle are also obvious. Those flames that fall on the ground and fail to hit people directly will actually be extinguished in a short time due to the lack of magic power as fuel.

Ron only has this bottle on him, and there will be no more, so how should he deal with so many enemies rushing in all at once?

"At that time, I should have rejected it decisively. It seems that I still haven't really adjusted my position."

Ron stared at the blue wall of fire, and watched the enemies who were hit by the flames roll in the flames and gradually became silent, but he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Even though he had eliminated several enemies, that was still Maca's strength, not his own.

"I'll leave after the flames are extinguished... I just feel a little sorry for that Mr. Tucker upstairs."

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a loud cry from the other side of the fire wall:

"For Mr. Haierbo! Rush over!"

Who is so desperate? Didn't he see those companions who were burned to death by the magic flame? Dare to rush?

Just as this thought flashed across Ron's mind, he actually saw a figure suddenly rushing out from the wall of fire, rushing towards him with blue flames all over him.

The flame had magical power as fuel, and it actually floated more than ten feet above him, making the opponent almost turn into a flying fireball.

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