harry potter book of crimes

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 came to 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 that 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.

"It's probably over there," an Auror next to him pointed to a certain location on the right front for him, "but those guys must be moving, and 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 where the enemy was.

"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

With the sound, soil and corn stalks were instantly thrown into the air, completely covering the enemy who appeared first.

However, the number of enemies was obviously much more than just two, and the Aurors' blockade was more than just a moment. At the next moment, no one needed to give any more instructions. The Aurors standing on the window immediately backed away from the window.

They all stretched out their wands.

Ron happened to be in front of the window at this moment, and it was obvious that 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 several Aurors huddled together with him had already cast explosive spells in tacit understanding, although he was not able to use the silent spell technique in such a difficult spell like them, he could still do it simply by casting it.

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After all, he is also a member of r.a., 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 cannot use the silent spell technique to give a certain spell more concealment, then pronounce every syllable of the spell clearly and completely to ensure that it can reach 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 skill, it will often reduce the strength of the spell itself.

"boom"

Even Ron himself was surprised when the explosion unleashed by Ron's chanting incantations exploded suddenly among 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 above average.

But...well, it only exceeded that "a little bit".

Compared to Ron's own surprise, the Aurors beside him didn't think there was anything wrong with this. This was a friend of Mr. Macca McLean. He cast an explosive spell of the same intensity as just now,

On the contrary, 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 seemed a little more 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... Just take advantage of this time and hurry up and make arrangements!"

It seems that these Aurors have determined that he has other more powerful methods.

And this is equivalent to showing that although Ron's strength can be considered good, in the eyes of wizards who specialize in fighting such as "Auror" and "Dark Wizard Striker", it is not decisive.

function.

So, Ron was driven away.

"Oh, okay...ok."

With a confused look on his face, he backed away from the window and gave 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?"

Rubbing the wand in his hand, Ron hesitated for a moment, and then put all those meaningless strength comparisons behind him.

"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 can't be used right now."

The question at the beginning seemed to have returned to the starting point after a long circle. What should he do next?

"Sure enough, you can only run away when the opportunity arises?"

He stood behind the Auror, looked out of the window over several shoulders, and saw the figures of the dark wizards in the distance. It could be found that the battle was naturally still going on, but compared to the beginning, the enemies were also starting one after another.

counterattacked.

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 requires strength after all, and he is obviously not good enough yet.

"Is it still a fire bottle? As long as you throw it accurately, you will be lucky enough to 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...there's still something missing!"