harry potter book of crimes

Ron felt that he might not be able to bear such a big responsibility, but...

"Damn it," Ron said to himself secretly as he watched Tonks and others leave, "This feeling of being trusted is so sweet that it's hard to refuse!"

"Mr. Weasley, Mr. Longbottom just told us that the defense here will be temporarily left to you. If we find anything, we will report it to you in time..."

Suddenly, one of the Aurors who had opened the door for them trotted from the door and came to Ron. While Ron was still stunned, he heard the other person continue:

"By the way, Mr. Weasley... I heard that you are a good friend of Mr. McClane. I wonder if he is okay? I was lucky enough to fight with him last time and was saved by him... Oh, although it was indirect

Yes, he definitely doesn’t remember me. But I must say, he is my savior!”

"Oh," Ron blinked and then nodded, "Of course, he's fine...and he should be here soon. If you want him to remember you, you can introduce yourself to him. I

I don’t think he would mind having one or two more friends.”

"Oh, forget it! Although I have heard that Mr. MacLean is a very kind and kind person, but for someone like me, there seems to be no need for him to remember him, let alone be friends."

The Auror quickly waved his hand, then pointed to the stairs behind him and said:

"Let's get down to business. In addition to the people you see downstairs, there are several teammates upstairs who are monitoring the situation outside. So if the group of dark wizards appears again, the higher ups should notice it first. However,

I am ashamed to say that previously our defense here mainly relied on Mr. Longbottom, but now that he is gone, I think our team alone will not be able to resist those villains."

Having said this, he looked at Ron and said with some expectation:

"therefore"

Although the other party didn't finish speaking, Ron understood what he meant as soon as he heard it... Neville left, so he would naturally have to make up for the lost combat power!

However, what should he do?

"I see."

Ron looked around, sighing secretly that Neville had given him a big problem, and tried his best to think.

"First of all, I must explain that I am not good at actual combat. I can only protect myself at most. It is definitely impossible for me to resist half of the dark wizards by myself like Neville."

"Ah, of course, everyone has what they are good at and what they are not good at." Upon hearing this, the Auror immediately nodded with an understanding expression, "But I believe that Mr. Weasley must be good at something.

For things that are beyond our reach, if you want us to cooperate, just ask!"

"Hmm...let me think about it."

"No problem at all!"

Looking at Ron's slightly subtle expression, the other party did not doubt that he was there and nodded calmly.

"Several of those guys were injured last time, and they shouldn't show up for a while. Please think about it slowly. I won't disturb you for now. If you need anything, just come back to me!"

"Okay, okay."

Ron watched the other person return to the door with a stiff face. Seeing that the other person turned back and nodded to him, he could only squeeze out a rather reluctant smile.

And when the other person looked away, the smile on his face quickly disappeared.

"what to do?"

Ron still knew something about Neville's strength. When they were in St. Mungo's ward, everyone had asked him about himself and analyzed it carefully together.

But because of this, he understood better how powerful Neville's Patronus Charm was.

Generally speaking, ordinary Patronus spells can usually only be used to resist the invasion of Dementors, and even if a physical Patronus is successfully summoned, it is most effective when facing Dementors.

Only when the caster truly grasps the essence of this curse and improves his "courage" or "will to protect" to a certain level can he further achieve some kind of qualitative change.

Ron naturally knows the Patronus Charm, and he also has his own Patronus. Even because of Maka's "private training" at that time, he mastered this spell earlier than Neville.

It's a pity that he was very reluctant to summon the Patronus at the beginning, and he made no progress after that. How could an ordinary Patronus fight against those obviously extraordinary dark wizards?

Woolen cloth?

Thinking of this, Ron put aside the increasingly depressed thoughts in his head and reached for a small pocket hanging on the inside of his coat.

This is a magic pocket that he spent a lot of effort to make, because he couldn't superimpose the invisible stretching spell like Hermione, so the space inside was only twice the size of the outside.

Of course, he was not Hermione and Maka, so he didn't have so many books to put in. There were only some scattered little things inside.

I saw him reaching inside and taking out several potion bottles one after another, which were lined up on the chanting table used by the priest in the nearby church.

These were all given to him by Maka, including the highly lethal combat potion such as Lihuo Bottle, the white essence that Neville mentioned just now, and commonly used magic potions such as antidotes, refreshing agents, etc.

.As Neville said, everyone among their friends has a share.

"In the event of a real battle, self-protection may not be enough."

Ron looked at these bottles and jars, scratched his head vigorously, and then couldn't help but sigh.

"Maka, you'd better come here early!"

Although he had just told the Auror that he was not good at actual combat, in fact, it was not just actual combat that he was not good at.

If those dark wizards who had heard Neville's words and were very powerful attacked before Maka came over, should he honestly choose to escape on his own?

Just as Ron was staring at the potion bottles and couldn't help but start thinking wildly, suddenly, a familiar voice sounded from behind him.

"Mr. Weasley, is that White Fresh Essence? Can you lend it to me for him to use?"

The person who spoke was the therapist Devonte, and Ron reacted immediately.

"Ah, of course, here." He hurriedly picked up one of the two-finger-sized potion bottles, turned around and handed it over, "Don't worry about borrowing it or not, just use it, saving people is important!"

"Thanks!"

"No, no, you're welcome. This is what Maka gave me."

When he mentioned Maka, he couldn't help but murmured why Maka hadn't come over yet... But obviously, reality is often completely opposite to people's wishes.