This is a countryside, so it should be a place with a broad view.
However, the large cornfields that are growing well are at such a height that people will disappear completely once they get into them. This makes it difficult for the Aurors at the church to see whether there is a dark wizard lurking in it.
"…where is the enemy?"
Ron, who had just come down from upstairs, immediately approached the observation window, but no matter how he looked, he couldn't find a single figure.
There is a green corn field over there in the sunshine, which looks quiet.
Ron suddenly regretted it - if he had known this, he shouldn't have come down in such a hurry just now. Wouldn't it be better to take a closer look upstairs first
However, it would be foolish to go back to the second floor now.
"Probably over there," an Auror next to him pointed to a certain location on the right front for him, "but those guys must be keeping moving. It's hard to say where they are now! "
In fact, the thin Auror who came downstairs to report the news pointed out the direction of discovery for them, but Ron was a little absent-minded at the time, so he didn't see it.
Of course, Ron soon discovered that he no longer had to worry about finding his enemy.
"coming!"
"boom-"
Almost at the moment the two figures rushed out of the corn stalks, several Aurors upstairs looking down at the fields cast their spells without hesitation. Along with the overlapping explosions, soil and corn stalks flew up instantly, completely covering the enemy who appeared first.
However, the number of enemies was obviously much more than just two, and the Auror's blockade was more than just a moment. In the next moment, no one needed to give any more instructions. The Aurors standing by the window immediately backed away from the window and all stretched out their wands.
Ron happened to be in front of the window at this moment, and apparently no one would come to chase him away. Seeing that everyone around him was raising his wand to cast spells, he subconsciously followed the crowd and took out his own wand.
But... what spell should he use
"do not care!"
Seeing that the several Aurors huddled together with him had already cast explosive spells in tacit understanding, although he could not use the silent spell skills in such a difficult spell like them, he could still do it simply by casting it. .
After all, he is also a member of RA, and he has practiced hard with the "study materials" given by Maka for such a long time!
"Thunderbolt explosion!"
Ron strictly followed the spell casting requirements in Maka's information. He still remembered the following two points mentioned in the summary at the beginning of the thick information:
“When you are unable to use the silent spell technique to give a certain spell greater concealment, then pronounce every syllable of the spell clearly and completely to ensure that it reaches the highest intensity you can achieve. "
"Before truly understanding the essence of a certain spell, strictly abiding by the rules of chanting the spell is the only way to maximize the power of the spell."
In fact, that is to say, before reaching a certain high level, the skill of silent spell is not actually necessary. Because when using this technique, it often reduces the strength of the spell itself.
"boom-"
Even Ron himself was surprised when the explosion released by Ron's chanting of a mantra in a precise tone suddenly exploded in the crowd of more dark wizards.
Because he discovered that the power of his explosive spell was not inferior to that of those Aurors, and was even a little bit above average.
But... well, it's just "a little bit" more than that.
Compared to Ron's own surprise, the Aurors beside him didn't think there was anything wrong with this - this was Mr. Macca McClain's friend, and he unleashed an explosion of the same intensity as just now. Curse, but it makes people feel a little disappointed.
However, Ron had already said it in advance, saying that he was not good at actual combat. Therefore, such a spell-casting ability seems to be somewhat understandable.
At least it's still stronger than the average adult wizard, which makes sense!
"Mr. Weasley, leave this to us first! The enemy is coming faster than expected, but we should be able to withstand it for a while... You can take advantage of this time to make arrangements quickly!"
It seems that these Aurors have determined that he has other more powerful methods.
And this is equivalent to showing that Ron's strength is already pretty good. But in the eyes of wizards who specialize in fighting like "Aurors" and "Dark Wizard Strikers", it doesn't play a decisive role.
So, Ron was kicked out.
"Oh, okay... okay."
He stepped away from the window with a confused look on his face, giving up his position to another Auror who was standing by to replace him, while he stood aside obediently.
Not long after, Ron, who was stunned for a while, muttered secretly in his mind:
"The power of this spell can match that of a working Auror. Generally speaking, such students are the top elites in the sixth grade. But... But why can't I be happy at all?"
Flicking the wand in his hand, Ron hesitated for a moment before forgetting all the meaningless strength comparisons.
"Do these people have too high expectations for an underage wizard who has not even finished fifth grade?"
Although he secretly complained like this, in fact, his expectations for himself were no lower than others, in fact, they were even higher.
But unfortunately, there is still a huge gap between him and the imagined self. He is still far from reaching the ideal level!
"There seems to be no chance of attacking directly with magic spells. Maka's Fire Bottle is meant to be used at critical moments, so it definitely cannot be used at the moment."
The question at the beginning seemed to have returned to its original point after going around in a big circle - what should he do next
"Sure enough, you can only run away when the opportunity arises?"
He stood behind the Auror, looked out the window over several shoulders, and saw the figures of the dark wizards in the distance. It can be found that the battle is naturally still continuing, but compared to the beginning, the enemies have also begun to counterattack one after another.
Ron stared at the situation outside, his brain working rapidly, trying to at least come up with a reasonably feasible plan for himself.
However, turning the tide depends on strength after all, and he is obviously not good at it.
"Is it still a fire bottle? As long as you throw it accurately and have good luck, you can light a few enemies..."
After thinking about it, his left hand reached for the pocket containing the potion, and then he held the potion bottle inside and fell into deep thought again.
"It should be... something else is missing!"