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"boom!"

Suddenly, the church door shook violently.

It's the enemy! Someone among the group of dark wizards has already broken through the Aurors' blockade and rushed to the door! It's just because of the several protective spells pre-set on the door that the other party couldn't break through the door at once.

However, just like this, it is impossible to block the opponent's offensive for too long. In addition, more enemies will rush through the defense line one after another, and the time that a gate can resist will be even shorter.

Since 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 stop the dark wizard's attack, Ron had no time to think about any more countermeasures.

No matter how you think about it, he is just Ron Weasley. 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. Team members who are not fighting against each other immediately go upstairs. Now the window on the second floor uses 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 is the most reasonable way of retreat that Ron can think of, but he is not sure whether it can be successful. 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.

Not to mention anything else, these Aurors from the Ministry of Magic cooperated 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 at 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 enemy's bombardment became more and more intense, so much so that cracks gradually appeared at the joints of the walls that had been strengthened by magic.

"The phantom stone slab...safely guarded...protected by all..."

Ron began to increase the defense 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 had already taken 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. Sure enough, the healer Derwent was still there studying the plague curse without even moving his position.

"Come over 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 it with you, so he will stay in the center of the second floor... and 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?

The rest of the Aurors didn't say anything after receiving the order. They stopped and retreated one after another. After the team members on the second floor discovered that the firepower downstairs had weakened, they immediately followed Ron's previous instructions and stepped up their firepower again.

The intensity and frequency of the mantra.

For a moment, our magic and the enemy's magic were mixed together, and the light, flames, and explosions almost merged into one outside the window.

However, it turned out that even Ron's arrangement was actually quite good, at least it had greatly brought out the abilities of the Aurors.

It's a pity that even so, it still couldn't fully achieve the effect he expected.

At that moment, before all the Aurors in the church had been evacuated, everyone heard a loud "bang", a piece of wood and sawdust flying everywhere, and the door finally broke.

Seeing a dozen dark wizards in different attires holding wands outside the door, who were about to rush in through 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 Fierce Fire Bottle is quite powerful. If a normal dark wizard wants to carry this highly adhering magic flame and rush directly towards it, he will 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 intently at the blue wall of fire, watching the enemies that had been hit gradually disappearing as they rolled in the flames, but he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Even though he has eliminated several enemies, it is 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 the companions who were burned to death by the demonic flames? How dare you charge?

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.