Perhaps because of Maka's request for everyone to evacuate London, many people who were watching the situation in secret saw the changes in the situation, and various dark wizards began to get ready to take action.
Leaving aside the idiots who besieged the Aurors at Grace Field Church, a large number of dark wizards were secretly gathering in London.
However, it is obvious that the existence of Namaka McLean still makes these followers feel uneasy. Except for a few guys who are brave but not smart, the rest of the dark wizards still don't dare to be too blatant, and basically keep a low profile in everything.
But it is also obvious that even if those guys are only acting secretly, Ron's trip to London will probably be a trip full of crises.
At this moment, he had just appeared on a country road outside London, and he seemed to be a little frightened.
"Fortunately...fortunately, it was successful this time, no arms or legs are missing..."
For Ron, who was still not very good at Apparition, this first step alone almost caused an accident - he felt a clear tearing sensation in his calf when he moved just now.
But after he appeared and stamped his feet, he found that his feet were still growing on his body, and he was not left in the church full of horrific memories.
However, before he could take a few more steps toward downtown London, a series of footsteps came from the path behind him. He suddenly looked back and saw that at some point, there were several strangers wearing various wizard robes around the corner.
After realizing that the other party had seen him, Ron thought for a moment and simply stopped hiding. He tightened his black robe and continued walking forward.
This robe was something he picked up casually in the church. It obviously didn't fit well and was loose on his body. However, he only found this one with a hood and no blood stains on it, so he had to make do with it.
"Those people are going to London too? Who are they?"
As Ron walked, he secretly thought about it, and a bit of sticky cold sweat began to break out in his palms unconsciously - Judging from his previous experience, who else could be the person who still wants to go to London now
After all, London was almost empty anyway. Apart from people like him who were looking for Maca, there seemed to be only people looking for Herbo.
"It's best not to have anything to do with them!" Ron thought to himself, "But... although it's unlikely, what if they take the initiative to talk to me?"
Fortunately, the strangers obviously didn't want to communicate with him. The two sides walked forward in silence, each consciously maintaining a fixed distance.
About ten minutes later, when encountering a fork in the road, Ron took the initiative to choose the one farther away from the city according to the road signs, and separated from the group of people behind him.
After he turned around and couldn't see those people anymore, he looked around, then turned around and plunged into the woods on the roadside.
He was actually quite familiar with the areas around London—at least much better than the group of strangers who looked like they were from a foreign country. And if you don't mind walking through some more rugged woodland, you can enter the suburbs of London faster through this forest.
And more importantly, walking this way is naturally much more concealed than walking on the road!
After walking for about ten or twenty minutes, Ron pushed through a thick bush and returned to the road outside from the woods.
Until here, the road under our feet is no longer the dirt road it was before, but has long been paved with bricks and stones. Needless to say, he should be arriving in London soon.
Walking gently on the smooth road, without the ups and downs of walking through the forest just now, Ron's progress became much easier. As he walked, he raised his head and glanced ahead. The gray fog like a huge mountain already stood in his field of vision.
"I really don't want to go at all!"
Secretly lamenting in his heart, he kept walking and walked along the road towards the direction shrouded in fog.
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To be honest, Ron's journey was actually quite stable. Although he met several strangers who were suspected of being dark wizards when he came here, the two parties separated without any involvement.
However, Ron's luck has obviously never been very good.
No, when he walked straight ahead along the road in the suburbs for a while, as soon as he entered the edge of the foggy area, he saw another group of very suspicious guys blocking a road leading to downtown London. on the only way.
Of course, it was said to be a "must pass", and if he was willing to take a long detour, he could still enter the city. It's a pity that he is in a hurry now, so it would be good if he could find Maka a minute earlier.
Seeing the group of malicious-looking guys occupying the road inexplicably, he squatted behind the trees on the street for a while to observe the situation, and finally decided to pass by.
"There's no other way. It's too far to go by another route... What's more, let alone the fact that you can't apparate in this mist. Even if you can, at my level, I'd better use it sparingly!"
But how should he pass? Those guys don't look like good friends!
"It's only a hundred or ten feet away. There's an alley over there... How about trying to sneak over quietly while distracting them from sight?"
Ron suddenly thought of Neville's Lion Patronus - although he couldn't summon such a powerful Patronus, an ordinary one would be fine. After all, he had practiced it, right
However, there were more than ten people wandering on the road there. It would be fine if he could draw all of their attention away, but as long as one person sees his figure, the situation will take a turn for the worse.
Can he do it
Thinking of this, Ron subconsciously touched the pocket in his arms.
"There is also a bottle of Immortal Hidden Potion..." After muttering silently, he immediately shook his head, "No, this is already the last resort to save one's life. We can't use it here."
Otherwise, just try the method you just thought of
Although the risk is indeed not small, and the key lies in the performance of the patron saint - can he divert all the attention of those guys
After hesitating for a long time, Ron gritted his teeth and approached the road as carefully as possible through the bushes. The wand in his hand was already pointed at the other side of the road where he was.
It must be said that there is only one chance, because the second time will definitely not be as good as the first time, so he has no chance to try.
"Call the gods to protect you!"
Suddenly, Ron took a deep breath and whispered.