Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1403: Not mediocre mediocrity

This is a rural field. It stands to reason that it should be a place with a wide view.

However, the large cornfields that are growing properly are at a height that will be completely invisible as soon as people get in. This makes it difficult for the Aurors on the church side to see if there is a dark wizard lurking in it.

"...Where is the enemy?"

Ron, who had just gotten downstairs, immediately leaned to the window for observation, but no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't find a half figure.

There is a green corn field in the sun, looking quiet.

Ron suddenly regretted it-he had known this. He shouldn't have rushed down in such a hurry just now. Wouldn't it be better to see upstairs first?

However, it would be too silly to go back to the second floor now.

"Probably over there," an Auror next to him pointed to a spot on the right front for him. "It's just that those guys must be keeping moving. Now where are they going? It's hard to say!"

Actually, the skinny Auror who came down to report the news before pointed out the direction 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 not finding where the enemy was.

"Come on!"

"Bang--"

Almost the moment the two figures rushed out of the corn stalk, the several Aurors who were upstairs overlooking the field cast their spells without hesitation. Accompanied by the overlapping sound of explosions, the soil and corn stalks fluttered up instantly, completely enveloped the enemy who appeared first.

However, the number of enemies is obviously far more than two, and the Auror's resistance is even more so. In the next moment, there was no need for anyone to give more command. The Aurors who stood by the window immediately stepped back and stretched out their wands.

Ron happened to be in front of this window right now, and apparently no one would come to rush him. Seeing that everyone around him raised their wands to cast spells, he subconsciously took out his wand along with the crowd.

But... what spell should he use?

"No matter it!"

Looking at the Aurors who were squeezed with him, they had already released the explosive spell tacitly. Although he could not use the silent spell technique in such a difficult spell like they did, he could simply cast it. It works.

After all, he is also one of the members of. After all, he has practiced **** the "study materials" given by Maca for so long!

"Thunderbolt explodes!"

Ron strictly followed the spelling requirements on the Maca materials. He still remembers that in the first summary of the thick materials, these two points were mentioned:

"When you cannot use the silent spell technique to give a spell greater concealment, then read every syllable of the spell clearly and completely to ensure that it can achieve what you can achieve Maximum strength."

"Before truly understanding the nature of a certain mantra, strictly abiding by the rules of mantra recitation is the only way to make the mantra the most powerful."

In fact, it means that the technique of silent spells is actually not necessary before reaching a certain high level. Because when using this technique, it tends to reduce the intensity of the spell itself.

"Boom——"

When the explosion released by Ron chanting a full-blown incantation suddenly exploded among more dark wizards, even Ron himself was surprised.

Because he found that his explosive spell was not lost to those Aurors in power, and even a little bit above the average.

But... well, it's only a little bit more than that.

Compared with Ron’s own surprise, the Aurors beside him didn’t feel that there was anything wrong with it—this was the friend of Mr. Maca McLean, and he cast something like that just now. The explosive curse of equal intensity, on the contrary, made people feel so disappointed.

It's just that Ron also said in advance that he himself is not good at actual combat. Therefore, this ability to cast spells seems to be somewhat understandable.

At least better than the average adult wizard, which is reasonable!

"Mr. Weasley, leave it to us first! The enemy is coming sooner than expected, but we should be able to withstand it for a while...You can take advantage of this time and make arrangements. Come on!"

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

And this is equivalent to explaining that Ron's strength is already considered good. But in the eyes of full-time witches like "Auror" and "Black Wizard Strike", they are not yet able to play a decisive role.

So, Ron was driven away.

"Oh, good... good."

He stepped away from the window with a daunted look, gave his place to another Auror who was waiting to be replaced, and stood aside honestly.

It didn't take long before Ron, who was in a daze for a while, mumbled inwardly:

"This spellcasting power can match the working Auror. Generally speaking, such students are the top elites in the sixth grade. But...but why can't I be happy at all? ?"

Ron hesitated a little while rubbing the wand in his hand, and then he forgot all the insignificant strength comparisons.

"Do this group of people have too high expectations for a minor wizard who hasn't even finished fifth grade?"

Although he secretly spit out something like this, in fact, his expectations of himself are not lower than those of others, or even higher.

However, it is a pity that he still has a huge gap between himself and his imaginary self. It is still far from reaching the ideal level!

"It seems to be useless to go directly up with a spell. Maca's bottle of fire is used in a critical moment, so it must not be used at this time."

The question at the beginning ~IndoMTL.com~ seems to be back to the original point after going around a long time-what should he do next?

"Sure enough, I could only run away when I saw something wrong?"

He stood behind the Auror, looked out the window over a few shoulders, and saw the figures of the dark wizards from a distance. It can be found that the battle is naturally still going on, but compared to the beginning, the enemy has also begun to counterattack one after another.

Ron was staring at the situation outside, his brain moving quickly, trying to think of at least a reasonably feasible plan for himself.

However, to turn the tide is to rely on strength to speak after all, and he is obviously not enough.

"Is it still a bottle of fire? As long as you throw it on time and have a lot of luck to light a few enemies..."

Thinking about it, his left hand has touched the pocket with the potion again, and then he held the potion bottle inside and fell into deep thought again.

"Should... almost anything else!"

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