"boom!"
Suddenly, the church door shook violently.
It's the enemy! Someone among the group of dark wizards has already broken through the Aurors' blockage and rushed to the door! It was just because of the several protective spells pre-set on the door that the other party was unable to break in at once.
However, just like this, it is impossible to block the opponent's offensive for too long. In addition, more enemies will continue to rush through the defense line, and the time that a gate can resist will be even shorter.
If you have already made plans to retreat, it’s time to decide when to retreat.
"Mr. Weasley?"
Looking at the several eyes that turned towards him and the Aurors who were still trying their best to prevent 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 he cannot become Neville, Harry or even Maka just because of a flash of inspiration.
Now, isn't it clear enough what abilities I have
"Everyone is divided into two groups. The team members who are not fighting each other immediately go upstairs. Now the windows on the second floor use the visual advantage brought by the height to suppress the enemy! At the same time, be ready, and wait until you see the teammates downstairs stop casting spells. When evacuating, increase the intensity of suppression—"
This was the most reasonable way of retreat that Ron could think of, but he wasn't sure whether it would be possible or not. But at least, he has other means of blocking at the ready!
"should be no problem."
Just as Ron was muttering in his mind, the Aurors who heard his arrangement had already taken action.
If nothing else, these Ministry of Magic Aurors cooperate quite well when following orders and acting collectively. Even under Ron's rather rough instructions just now, they responded quickly and accurately.
Soon, we saw the people waiting for rotation in various positions, immediately separated from the teammates who were responsible for blocking, and ran towards the stairs without hesitation.
And just over ten seconds later, more and more curses began to fall upstairs.
"boom-"
The door was still shaking from time to time, and the intensity of the enemy's bombardment was getting stronger and stronger, so much so that cracks gradually appeared at the joints of the walls that had been strengthened by magic.
"The phantom stone slab... safe guard... protected by all..."
Ron started to increase the defensive strength of the gate and wall from behind. Although this may only be a drop in the bucket, it is still better than doing nothing.
When he found that the Aurors heading to the second floor were already in their respective positions, and the spells falling from upstairs became more intensive, he finally said loudly:
"leftover-"
Just as he opened his mouth, he suddenly thought of something, which made him quickly turn around - as expected, the healer Derwent was still there studying the plague curse, without even moving his position.
"A few people will come here first and send Mr. Derwent and Mr. Tucker to the second floor! Quick!"
After that, he picked up the wand and pushed it up again, trying to make up for the missing firepower as much as possible.
"yes!"
The three Aurors each responded, and then decisively evacuated the window, leaving Ron and the other remaining Auror to stop the enemy.
The three of them quickly ran towards Devonte and Tucker in the corner.
“Bang!” “Click—”
Suddenly, after the door suffered a powerful bombardment, there was a cracking sound that made everyone present feel their hearts jump.
"Evacuate! Evacuate everyone. Once you get upstairs, disapparate and leave immediately. Mr. Tucker can't take him away, so he will stay in the middle of the second floor... Leave it to me!"
He said the last sentence through gritted teeth, because he really had no confidence in protecting others.
But now, what can be said
When the other Aurors received the order, they didn't say anything more and simply stopped and retreated one after another. After the team members on the second floor discovered that the firepower downstairs had weakened, they immediately increased the intensity and frequency of the spell according to Ron's previous instructions.
For a moment, our magic spells were mixed with the enemy's magic, and the light, flames, and explosions almost merged into one outside the window.
However, it turned out that even Ron's arrangement was actually pretty good, at least it had given full play to the abilities of the Aurors.
Unfortunately, even so, it still failed to fully achieve the effect he expected.
At that moment, before all the Aurors in the church had been evacuated, everyone heard a loud "bang"—amidst the scattering of wooden planks and sawdust, the door finally broke.
Seeing a dozen dark wizards in different clothes holding wands outside the door, who were about to rush in from the broken door in the next second, Ron used all his strength to smash out the bottle of fire that he had been holding in his hand.
"Wow-"
In an instant, a dazzling blue flame exploded at the door, splashing on the dark wizards mercilessly.
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!
"Let's go! Everyone, go up and leave this church! I will hold them back as much as possible to buy you time."
It must be said that Maka's Lihuo Bottle is quite powerful. If it were just a normal dark wizard who wanted to rush over with this highly adhering magic flame, he would basically end up dead.
However, the shortcomings of Li Huo 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 lack of magic power as fuel.
Ron only has this one bottle on him, and there will be no more. So how should he deal with so many enemies rushing in at once
"I should have refused decisively at that time. It seems that I still haven't really corrected my position."
Ron stared hard at the blue wall of fire, watching the enemies who were hit gradually disappearing as they rolled in the flames, but he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
Even though he had eliminated several enemies, it was still Maka's strength, not his own.
"When the flames go out, I will withdraw... I just feel a little sorry for Mr. Tucker upstairs."
Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly heard a loud shout from across the wall of fire:
"For Mr. Haierbo! Rush over!"
Who is so desperate? Didn't he see those companions who were burned to death by the demonic flames? Do you dare to charge this
Just as this thought flashed through Ron's mind, he actually saw a figure suddenly emerge from the wall of fire, running towards him with blue flames all over his body.
With magic power as fuel, the flame actually floated more than ten feet above his body, almost turning the opponent into a flying fireball.