Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"boom!"

Suddenly, the door of the church shook suddenly.

It's the enemy!Someone from the group of dark wizards broke through the Aurors' blockade and broke through the door!It was just because of the several protective spells preset on the door that the other party could not break in at once.

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

Since there is a plan to withdraw, it is time to decide when to withdraw.

"Mr. Weasley?"

Looking at the sights that turned to his side, and the Aurors who were still trying their best to stop the dark wizard from attacking, Ron had no time to think about more countermeasures.

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

Isn’t it clear enough that I have some abilities now?

"Everyone is divided into two groups, and the team members who are not playing against each other immediately go upstairs. Now the window on the second floor uses the advantage of the visibility brought by the height to suppress the enemy! At the same time, get ready and wait until the teammates downstairs stop casting spells. When evacuating, increase the intensity of suppression—"

This was the most reasonable retreat Ron could think of, but he couldn't tell whether it would be achieved.But at least, he has other means to stop him at all times!

"should be no problem."

Just when Ron was muttering like this in his heart, the Aurors who heard his arrangement had already acted.

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

Soon, it was seen that the people waiting for the rotation in each position were immediately separated from the teammates who were in charge of blocking, and they ran towards the stairs without hesitation.

And just after ten seconds, the spells falling upstairs began to increase.

"boom--"

The door was still shaking from time to time, and the intensity of the enemy's bombardment was getting stronger and stronger, and even the joints of the walls strengthened by magic gradually appeared cracks.

"The phantom slate...safe guard...all guard..."

Ron started to increase the defense strength for the gate and the wall behind. Although this may be a drop in the bucket, it is better than doing nothing.

When he found that the Aurors who were going to the second floor were in their respective positions, and the curses falling from upstairs had become denser, he finally said loudly:

"leftover--"

Just after speaking, he suddenly thought of something, which made him hurriedly turn back-as expected, the therapist Derwent is still there to study the plague curse, even the position has not moved more than half.

"Come here first, and send Mr. Derwent and Mr. Tucker to the second floor! Hurry!"

After all, he picked up his wand and pushed it up again, trying to make up 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 Derwent and Tucker in the corner.

"Boom!" "Crack—"

Suddenly, after the gate suffered a powerful bombardment, a cracking sound made the hearts of everyone present jump.

"Evacuate! Evacuate them all, and immediately apparate and leave after going upstairs. Mr. Tucker can't take it away, so he stays in the middle of the second floor... Give it to me!

He said the last sentence through gritted teeth, because he has no confidence in protecting others.

But now, what can we say?

The rest of the Auror orders didn't say anything more, and Dang even stopped one by one and backed away.After finding that the firepower downstairs had weakened, the players on the second floor immediately increased the intensity and frequency of the spell according to Ron's previous intention.

For a while, our curse and the enemy's magic were mixed together, and the brilliance, flames, and explosions almost melted together outside the window.

However, the facts proved that even Ron's arrangement was actually quite good, at least he had already exerted the Aurors' abilities greatly.

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

At that moment, the Aurors in the church had not been completely evacuated, but everyone heard a loud "bang"—the door was still broken in the spatter of wood chips.

Seeing dozens of dark wizards with different costumes holding their magic wands outside the door, they were about to rush in from the broken door in the next second. Ron smashed the fiery bottle that he had been holding with his full strength.

"Wow!"

In an instant, a dazzling blue flame exploded at the door and splashed ruthlessly on the dark wizards.

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

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

"Go! Go up and leave this church! I will hold them as much as possible and buy time for you."

It must be said that Maca's bottle of fire is quite powerful.If it's just a normal black wizard who wants to rush over with this extremely strong magic flame, the ending will basically be a death.

But the shortcomings of the Lihuo bottle are also obvious. Those flames that fall on the ground and fail to directly pour someone on it will actually be extinguished in a short while because of the lack of magic power as fuel.

Ron only had such a bottle, and there would be no more, so how would he deal with so many enemies rushing in?

"At that time, I should refuse decisively. It seems that I still haven't really set my position."

Ron stared fiercely at the blue wall of fire, watching the enemies that had been hit roll in the flames and gradually disappeared, but he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Even though he has eliminated several enemies, they are still Maca's strength, not his own.

"After the flame goes out, I will withdraw...just to feel a little sorry for the Mr. Tucker upstairs."

Thinking like this, he suddenly heard a loud shout from the opposite side of the wall of fire:

"For Mr. Helbo! Go over!"

Who is so desperate?Didn't he see those companions who were burned to death by the devil flame?Do you dare to rush?

In Ron's mind, when this thought flashed past, he really saw a figure leaping out of the wall of fire, rushing toward him with a full body of blue flame.

The flame had magical power as fuel, and it floated more than ten feet above its body, causing the opponent to almost turn into a flying fireball.

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