I don’t know since when, the number of crazy wizards on the streets of London has become more and more.
What is even more surprising is that these lunatics who are cruel to others and even more cruel to themselves are actually transformed in batches!
"Retreat, continue to retreat - our group is covering. Sirius, you and your people retreat into the Leaky Cauldron immediately! Remember to reinforce the wall immediately after entering, and cast a protective spell as soon as we retreat!"
Because there were suddenly people coming from both sides, and they were under attack from both sides, they could no longer fight on their own in this empty street.
Especially the new group of mad wizards. The one headed by them not only cast extremely powerful spells, but also ran rampant as if they were desperate for their lives. Every member on their side is precious, and it is impossible to exchange lives for lives. In this case, a defensive environment must be relied upon.
"I know, then be careful-"
Sirius retreated step by step following the contraction of Kingsley's team, and the team of Dark Wizard strikers he led withdrew into the bar door in an orderly manner.
But obviously, now that nearly half of the combat support was missing, Kingsley's Auror team naturally became much more difficult.
But there is no other way. Without further reinforcement, the Leaky Cauldron is just an ordinary storefront that is slightly sturdier than other Muggle buildings. Although there are magic spells solidified in the past on the outer wall, they are mainly used to hide and confuse Muggles, and they obviously cannot block the bombardment of destructive magic spells.
At this moment, Kingsley's low-key but extraordinary personal strength was revealed.
As the head of the Auror office, he personally resisted and blocked the arrogant mad wizard more than 50 feet away with a series of continuous spells. Even if the opponent moves quickly and uses both hands and feet, he can't break through his block for a while.
Without the biggest threat among the offenders, although his team's defensive pressure was still very high, it could barely hold on for a little while longer.
But to be honest, Kingsley is actually very lucky now.
Because he discovered that although most of those madmen were brave and flexible, their fighting intelligence was much worse than before.
He realized that as long as they didn't allow the other party to have a moment of free time - even if they just used the most common fire-making spell to hinder the other party, then their side would be safe for the time being.
Not long after, they finally heard Sirius shouting from behind:
"That's it! Kingsley!"
"Continue to shrink the defensive circle and retreat one by one!"
Kingsley issued the order without looking back.
At this moment, some strikers sent by Sirius appeared at the window on the second floor of the Leaky Cauldron, sharing with them the firepower to block the opponent's attack.
After all the Aurors under his command had retreated into the Leaky Cauldron, and there was no one left outside, Kingsley, who was standing alone at the door, was the last one to retreat inside.
By this time, the enemy dark wizards outside were already very close to the door of the bar, probably only about 15 feet away at most.
But Kingsley didn't panic at all. He suddenly took out a potion bottle from the inner pocket of his robe. Before Sirius could hold up the protective spell, he took out the potion bottle with a "crash". The potion bottle hit the pavement outside the door.
In an instant, a blindingly bright blue-white flame spread out, illuminating the area like daylight.
Immediately afterwards, more than ten people in Sirius' group cast protective spells at the same time, using a layer of magic shield to isolate the entire outside of the Leaky Cauldron from the outside.
Sirius, who was standing next to him, half-raised the wand in his hand. He looked at the few dark wizards outside who were contaminated by the strange liquid-like flames, rolling around but unable to extinguish them. He couldn't help but shook his head with emotion.
"Is this useful?" he asked Kingsley.
"Yes!" Kingsley shrugged, "This thing Maka was given to us a long time ago, but we never had the chance to use it... Now it seems that the effect is indeed amazing!"
Just as he was speaking, a wind-like figure suddenly rushed over from the periphery of the flames. Even though his body was quickly covered with bright blue flames, he seemed to be unaware of it.
Needless to say, this is the mad wizard who was blocked by Kingsley for a while.
However, just as Kingsley and Sirius cautiously raised their wands, they were ready to take action. However, they saw that the guy seemed to be unable to bear the burning any longer, and rushed out of the area where the flames spread at a faster speed than when he came.
"It seems like you're not too crazy yet?"
I have to say that Sirius's words were still too early. About a few seconds later, they saw the mad wizard rushing into the flames again and rushing towards the door.
But this time, the effect of Li Huo Ping's flames on him was inexplicably reduced. Even though it was still slightly contaminated, it could no longer cause a lot of damage to him.
"boom!"
The last ten feet of distance was covered by the opponent, and then there was a shock when the magic shield was impacted.
Seeing that the protective spell cast by more than ten people was finally effective, even Kingsley and Sirius could not help but secretly heave a sigh of relief.
Of course, they did not feel reassured prematurely this time, and continued to observe, and then believed that the other party would not be able to break through this defense for a while.
"The remaining members of the two teams immediately rested on the spot and divided into three groups to support the protective spell! However, we must still pay attention. Even if they are resting, they must not relax!"
After making arrangements for all the Aurors and strikers, Kingsley and Sirius, who had contributed the most before, had some free time and had time to recuperate.
But at the same time, they did not forget to continue staring at the door, wary of the madman who was still attacking the protective spell outside.
It can be seen from them that although the other party has temporarily got rid of the trouble of the bright blue flames, the previous burning also left serious injuries on the other party.
Precisely because Maka's Fire Bottle will not cause damage to things without magic power, the other party's clothes are still intact. However, the other party's skin has shrunk into a terrifying appearance, making it difficult to look directly at him.
"Tsk," Sirius frowned and smacked his lips, "looking at him like this suddenly reminded me of some bad memories."
When Kingsley heard this, he couldn't help but pause for a moment, and then said with some clarity:
"You mean... does he look like a dementor now?"
"Otherwise, what else could it be!" Sirius curled his lips, "I hate dementors."
Hearing what he said, Kingsley suddenly smiled, then spread his hands and said:
"At least, you will definitely not go back again!"
For Sirius, the time he spent in Azkaban was definitely the worst time of his life.
Not only do I have to keep company with dementors every day, but I also have the guilt over the death of my best friend and his wife constantly recurring in my mind. That feeling was even worse than death for a person like Sirius.
Compared with that, although the current period was by no means easy, he still had Harry as his godson as his spiritual sustenance. In order to create a safer future for Harry and the others in place of James, he was willing to fight with all his strength.
After resting against the wall for a while, Sirius suddenly straightened up again and said to Kingsley:
"There's a huge flame outside now. It's dazzling just staring at it for a while... You stay here and I'll go upstairs to check out the surrounding situation."
After that, he waved his hand without looking back and went straight to the stairs.
Seeing this, Kingsley could only shake his head—Sirius was used to being a loner, and sometimes he would just talk to himself and run off to do things according to his own ideas.
But it must be said that this man's abilities are undoubtedly outstanding, and the things he chooses to do are often not meaningless.
Raising his hand to touch his bald head out of habit, Kingsley temporarily put aside the unorganized and undisciplined Sirius, and couldn't help but look at the situation outside and think of other things.
"I don't know what actions those pure-blood families will take after tonight," he thought to himself, "I hope Maka's previous warnings can suppress them for at least a while. In this situation, I’m afraid I can’t afford them to cause trouble again…”
Of course, Kingsley actually understood. Maybe before today, those purebloods had some hidden thoughts of siding with Haierbo, but now they probably don't dare to do that.
After all, if nothing else, just looking at the scene outside, they have to weigh whether their value can make Haierbo look at them differently.
Haven't you seen these dark wizards going crazy? Those were the apprentices they took in. What happened to each one of them now
In Haierbo's heart, I'm afraid he has never had the concept of "one of his own". Everything is just a bargaining chip in his hand waiting for the game!
Just as Kingsley was meditating for a moment, Sirius, who had just gone upstairs, suddenly ran down the stairs with a thump, and shouted towards him from a distance:
"Kingsley, Aberforth is outside!"
"What?"
Kingsley immediately put aside what he was thinking, raised his head and squinted his eyes to look out of the bright flames. And as he looked intently at the street outside through the gap between the flowing flames, not long after, a figure fighting a dark wizard outside came into his sight.
But as Sirius said before, it was really difficult to see what was going on here, and he could only make out that it should be a rather tall and strong bearded wizard.
"Let him stay away from here first and find a relatively safe place to take shelter - wait until the flames at the door are extinguished, and then we will find a way to see if we can let him in!"