Chapter 1406 Late Maca

Ron thought that he would at least have a chance to escape no matter what. But the facts have proved that no matter how strict the plan is, there will always be accidents, and the ending is often unpredictable.

What's more, his plan is obviously not rigorous at all.

"Are you going to die?"

At that moment, he watched the exploding fireball in his field of vision gradually enlarge, but what passed in his heart was not sorrow for his own powerlessness. Even before this, he had sighed hundreds of times about his own strength, but when death came suddenly, he no longer felt sorry for himself.

He was just thinking, maybe he just died like this, at least it can be regarded as making a small contribution to the safe retreat of the Aurors.

Yes, even if he didn't seem to be of much use, but they did withdraw under his command after all, didn't they?

"Am I... am I closer to you?"

At that moment, the figures of Harry, Maca, Hermione, Neville and a group of friends seemed to flash in his sight one by one, but in the end they turned into a scorching flame, swallowing his consciousness completely.

"boom--"

...

"died?"

After an explosive curse exploded from Ron's eyes, the dark wizards around him glanced at him left and right - the scorched head and the torn clothes that were still burning made him look extremely miserable .

"Can you not die?" Another black wizard took off the half-face mask that covered his face, curled his lips and said, "If you hit the face directly with the explosive curse, it is not a human being who can still live! And this kid... Although it is true that it is stronger than the average person, that’s all.”

"Then go upstairs and have a look! Although those damned Aurors must have slipped away long ago, it's still necessary to test with an alchemy disk—maybe we can get a rough idea of ​​where they are going in time."

"Hey, are you so eager to claim credit from Mr. Haierbo? It's understandable, understandable...but it's completely incomprehensible like Theros just now. In that case, would a fool rush in with the magic flame?"

"Isn't he just a fool? We all follow Haierbo for the benefit, and he is the only one who worships Haierbo—"

"Shh! Be careful what comes out of your mouth! Or do you think that Mr. Hai Erbo is incapable of knowing what you have said?"

"damn it,

I’m used to making sarcastic remarks, so I confiscated one of them——Mr. Haierbo, what I said just now were just careless remarks. You have a lot of bosses, so don’t worry..."

These dark wizards obviously didn't take Ron's death seriously at all, they chatted indiscriminately, and apparated to the second floor one after another.

And soon, another series of slightly higher-pitched conversations sounded from above:

"Huh? Who is this gut-piercing guy? Dead or alive?"

"Oh, it's disgusting to look at! But it looks like it's still alive?"

"Who do you care about him? If he's still alive, it's okay to kill him? But to be honest, even if he is left here, he won't live long... Look! His stomach is rotten like that!"

While those voices were talking, suddenly another female voice with a slightly hoarse voice interrupted them:

"Don't kill him—keep him! They must have no choice but to stay here. After all, they are so injured that they can't be taken away with the entourage... But with the hypocrisy of the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic, maybe Will come back later!"

Having said that, the female black wizard couldn't help but sneered.

"Don't you think there's a good chance those guys will come back afterward?"

"You mean, bait?"

"Then keep it!" The wizard who said to kill Tucker just thought about it, and then said, "Carter, did you detect anything?"

"No……"

The black wizard named Carter lowered his head and twisted a metal rod on the alchemy disc, as if he was adjusting something. But when he twisted the metal rod all the way to the end and didn't see any specific reaction, he still shook his head.

"There are too many apparating people, and the traces of the spell are too confusing... If there is a more accurate detector like the Ministry of Magic, or if they are tested when they leave, maybe some results can be detected."

"Forget it then... Well, I can't chase without knowing the location. Why don't we just follow what Cherie said just now and wait and see here!"

However, will the Aurors return?

No, at least for a short time, they will not come again. Because everyone remembers that there is another "Mr. Ron Weasley" who is defending against the enemy alone here.

And these dark wizards who decided to stay on the sidelines and wait for rabbits would not know that although they certainly couldn't wait for the group of Aurors who killed many of their companions, they still waited for someone.

That person was Maca who was notified by the patron saint of the lion at St. Mungo's camp and came alone!

...

"Ok--"

A few minutes later, a figure appeared at the entrance of the church without a door, and then looked at the entire destroyed door and groaned.

"Have you been attacked?" Maca frowned slightly, and secretly said, "This is...Hailbo has other subordinates working for him outside of London?"

Shaking his head slightly, he didn't stop at the door, and immediately stepped over the charred black corpses lying on the ground and walked in.

In fact, there are not many corpses inside and out, which shows that although there was a battle here, it was not so fierce as to fight to the death.

Right now, the church is empty, with signs of damage everywhere, and even half of the innermost stairs have collapsed. However, the whole place was quiet, as if everyone had left.

"Well?"

Maca, who was walking along the aisle in the middle, suddenly saw that there seemed to be a figure lying down in the pile of rocks piled up by the collapsed staircase.

"That is--"

He was about to step forward to take a closer look, but at this moment, he who was walking forward suddenly raised his head and turned to look at the second floor.

There are people on it, and there are many!

After a slight pause, he immediately kicked his feet and flew up the stairs with only one section left. In the next second, all the figures of the group of black wizards on the second floor fell into his sight.

Perhaps it was because his footsteps were light and silent from the beginning to the end, so that when he appeared alone at the stairs, none of the black wizards noticed his appearance.

And... of course, the Auror Tucker lying on the ground with severe abdominal ulceration also came into his eyes at this moment.

"...Is this the first author of the so-called 'Plague Curse'?"

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