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

However, the large cornfields that were growing just right were at a height where people would disappear as soon as they got in, which made it difficult for the Aurors on the side of the church to see if there were dark wizards lurking in them.

“…… Where is the enemy? ”

Ron, who had just come down from the upstairs, immediately approached the window where he could observe, but no matter how he looked, he couldn't find half a figure.

Over there, in the sun, a green cornfield looked quiet.

Ron suddenly regretted it - he shouldn't have hurried down just now if he knew this, wouldn't it be better to see it clearly upstairs first?

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

"Probably over there," one of the Aurors next to him pointed to a spot in front right, "but those guys must have been on the move, and it's hard to say where they've gone now!" ”

In fact, the skinny Auror who came downstairs to report the news before had pointed out the direction of discovery for them, but Ron was still a little absent-minded at the time, so he didn't see it.

Of course, Ron soon found that he no longer had to worry about finding out where the enemy was.

"It's coming!"

"Bang-"

Almost as soon as the two figures burst out of the corn stalks, several Aurors looking down on the field from the upper floor did not hesitate to cast their spells. With the sound of overlapping explosions, dirt and corn stalks were thrown into the air, enveloping the first enemy in the air.

However, the number of enemies was obviously far more than two, and the Aurors were even more than a little bit of resistance. In the next moment, there was no need for anyone to give more command, and the Aurors standing on the side of the window immediately retreated from the window and stretched out their wands in unison.

Ron happened to be in front of the window right now, and apparently no one was going to chase him. Seeing that the people around him were raising their wands to cast spells, he subconsciously followed the flow and took out his wand.

Can...... What spell should he use?

"No matter!"

Seeing that the Aurors huddled with him had already released the Explosive Spell in tacit agreement, although he couldn't use the Silent Spell technique in such a difficult spell like them, he could still cast it alone.

After all, he is also anyway. One of the members of the team has also practiced hard for the "study materials" given by Maca for such a long time!

"Thunderbolt Explosion!"

Ron did it in strict accordance with the spell requirements on the Maca profile, and he remembered that in the first summary of the thick profile, there were two points:

"When you can't use the silent spell technique to give a spell a higher level of concealment, pronounce every syllable of the spell clearly and completely to make sure it reaches the highest intensity you can achieve."

"Until you truly understand the nature of a spell, strictly following the rules of mantra chanting is the only way to make the spell work its most powerful."

In other words, the skill of the silent spell is not actually necessary until you reach a certain level. Because when you use this technique, you will often reduce the strength of the spell itself.

"Boom-"

Even Ron himself was surprised when the explosion unleashed by Ron chanting a spell in a straight voice exploded in the crowd of even more dark wizards.

Because he found that the power of his explosion spell was not inferior to those Aurors, and even exceeded the average level a little.

But...... Well, it's just a little bit more than that.

Compared to Ron's own surprise, the Aurors beside him didn't think there was anything wrong with this—it was Mr. Macca's friend, and he cast an explosive spell of the same strength as the one just now, which made people feel a little disappointed.

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

At least it's better than the average adult wizard, which makes sense!

"Mr. Weasley, leave it to us first! The enemy is coming sooner than expected, but we should be able to hold out for a while...... Take advantage of this time to hurry up and set it up! ”

It seemed that the Aurors had decided that he had other more powerful means.

And this is equivalent to showing that Ron's strength can already be regarded as good. But in the eyes of full-time combatants like the "Aurors" and "Dark Wizard Strikers", they are not yet decisive enough.

So, Ron was driven away.

"Oh, good...... Good. ”

Confused, he stepped away from the window, giving up his place to another Auror who was about to be replaced, and he stood honestly to the side.

It didn't take long for Ron, who was stunned for a while, to mutter secretly in his mind:

"The power of this spell can catch up with the working Aurors, and generally speaking, such students are the top elite in the sixth year. But...... But why am I not happy at all? ”

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

"This group of people, do they have too high expectations for an underage wizard who hasn't even finished the fifth grade?"

Although he secretly complained like this, in fact, his expectations of himself are not lower than others', and even higher.

But it's a pity that he still has a huge gap with his imaginary self, and he is still far from reaching the ideal level!

"It seems that it is useless to use the spell to fight directly, and Maca's Powerful Fire Bottle is used in a pinch, so it must not be used at this time."

The question that started out seemed to be back to square one after a big circle - what should he do next?

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

He stood behind the Aurors and looked out the window over a few shoulders, and saw the Dark Wizards in the 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 stared at the outside, his brain racing, trying to come up with at least a feasible plan for himself.

However, after all, turning the tide depends on strength, and he is obviously not good at all.

"Is it still a vial? If you throw on time and you're lucky, you can light a few enemies......"

Thinking about it, his left hand reached for the pocket containing the potion, and then he held the flask inside and fell into deep thought again.

"It should ...... Something missing! ”

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