Chapter 1202

I don't know when, the number of crazy wizards on the streets of London has become more and more.

What is more surprising and uncertain is that these madmen who are cruel to others and themselves are transformed in batches!

"Retreat, continue to retreat back - our group cover, Sirius, you and your people retreat into the broken cauldron bar immediately! Remember to reinforce the wall immediately after you go in, and as soon as we retreat, you will cast a protective spell!"

Now that they have suddenly become enemies on both sides, they can no longer fight on their own in this empty street.

In particular, the newly emerging group of crazy wizards, led by the one who not only has a very high intensity of the spell, but also seems to be reckless. Every member on their side is precious. It is impossible to exchange life for life. In this case, we must have a defensive environment to rely on.

"I see. Be careful -"

Sirius retreated step by step with the contraction of Kingsley's team, and the black wizard batter team led by him withdrew into the bar door in a clear order.

However, it was obvious that nearly half of the combat strength support was lost, and Kingsley's Auror team naturally became much more difficult.

But there is no way. The broken cauldron bar, which is not reinforced again, is just an ordinary store slightly stronger than other Muggle buildings. Although there are spells solidified in the past on the outer wall, they are mainly used to hide and confuse Muggles, which obviously can't stop the destructive spell bombardment.

At this moment, Kingsley's low-key but extraordinary personal strength was reflected.

As the head of Auror's office, he personally resisted and blocked the crazy wizard more than 50 feet away with successive spells. Even if the opponent moves quickly and uses both hands and feet, he can't break through his blocking for a time.

Without the biggest threat among the attackers, his team's defensive pressure is still great, but it can barely carry it for a little longer.

But to be honest, Kingsley is actually happy now.

Because he found that although most of the madmen were fearless of death and flexible, they were much worse in combat wisdom than before.

He realized that as long as he didn't let the other party have a moment of space - even if he only blocked the other party with the most common fire curse, they would be safe for the time being.

Before long, they finally heard Sirius shouting behind them:

"All right! Kingsley!"

"Continue to shrink the defense circle and retreat in turn!"

Kingsleyden gave orders without looking back.

At this time, some batters sent by Sirius appeared at the window on the second floor of the broken cauldron bar, sharing the firepower to block the impact of each other.

Auror, who was waiting for his men, withdrew into the broken cauldron bar. There was no one outside. Kingsley, who stood alone at the door, was the last to retreat into the door.

By this time, those enemy black wizards outside had been very close to the door of the bar, and it was estimated that there were only about 15 feet left at most.

But Kingsley was not in the slightest panic. He suddenly took out a magic medicine bottle from the pocket on the inside of his robe. Before Sirius had supported the protective spell, "Hua La" threw the magic medicine bottle on the road outside the door.

For a moment, a bright blue and white flame spread quickly, illuminating the neighborhood like day.

Then, more than a dozen people in Sirius group cast a protective spell at the same time, blocking the outside of the broken cauldron bar with a layer of magic shield.

Sirius, half holding his wand, looked at several black wizards outside who were infected with the strange flame that looked like liquid, rolled around but couldn't put it out. He couldn't help shaking his head with emotion.

"That's it?" he asked Kingsley.

"Yes!" Kingsley shrugged. "Maka gave us this thing a long time ago, but I haven't had a chance to use it... Now it seems that it really works!"

While he was talking, a wind like figure suddenly rushed from the periphery of the flame. Even if he was soon covered with bright blue flowing flame, he seemed to feel nothing.

Needless to say, this is the crazy wizard who was stopped by Kingsley for a long time.

However, just as Kingsley and Sirius cautiously raised their wands and were ready to shoot. But they saw that the guy seemed to be unable to bear the burning any longer, and rushed out of the flame spreading area at a faster speed than before.

"It seems that he hasn't gone too crazy yet?"

I have to say, Sirius's words are still early. About a few seconds later, they saw that the crazy wizard rushed into the fire again and rushed towards the door.

This time, the effect of the fire of the fierce fire bottle on him was inexplicably reduced. Even if there was still some contamination, it could no longer cause a lot of damage to him.

"Bang!"

The last ten feet or so was crossed by the other party, and then the magic shield was shocked.

Seeing that the protective spell cast by more than a dozen people was finally effective, even Kingsley and Sirius were secretly relieved.

Of course, they didn't worry too early this time. They continued to observe, and then they believed that the other party couldn't break through this defense for a while.

"The rest of the two teams immediately rest in place and rotate into three groups to support the protective mantra! However, we should pay attention to that, even if we are resting, we must not relax!"

After making arrangements for all Aurors and batters, Kingsley and Sirius, who had made the most efforts before, also got some space and had time to recover their energy.

But at the same time, they didn't forget to keep staring at the door and guard against the madman who was still outside the impact protection spell.

It can be seen from them that although the other party has temporarily got rid of the bright blue flame, the previous burn also left serious injuries on the other party.

Just because Maka's fierce fire bottle will not cause damage to things without magic, the other party's clothes are still intact. However, the other party's skin has shrunk into a terrible shape, which is difficult to look directly at.

"Tut," said Sirius, frowning and smacking, "looking at him suddenly reminds me of some bad memories."

When Kingsley heard the speech, he couldn't help a little meal, and then he seemed to have some clear tunnel:

"You mean... Does he look like a Dementor now?"

"What else could it be?" Sirius glanced. "I hate Dementors."

Hearing what he said, Kingsley suddenly smiled and then spread his hands and said:

"At least, you won't go back in the future!"

For Sirius, his time in Azkaban was definitely the worst time of his life.

Not only do I have to keep company with Dementors every day, but I also keep repeating the guilt of the death of a good friend and his wife in my mind. That feeling is even worse than death in people like Sirius.

Compared with that, although this period of time is by no means easy, at least he has Harry as his godson as his spiritual sustenance. In order to create a safer future for Harry instead of James, he is willing to fight as hard as he can.

After resting against the wall for a while, Sirius suddenly straightened up again and said to Kingsley:

"Now there is a large flame outside. I feel dazzled just by staring at it for a long time... You stay here and I'll go upstairs and have a look at the surroundings."

Then he waved his hand without looking back and went straight to the stairs.

Kingsley shook his head when he saw this - Sirius is used to being alone. Sometimes, he often runs to do things according to his own ideas.

But it must be said that this man's ability is undoubtedly outstanding. What he chooses to do is often not meaningless.

He raised his hand and habitually touched his bald head. Kingsley put aside Sirius, who was disorganized and undisciplined, and couldn't help looking at the outside situation and thinking of other things.

"I don't know what the pure blood families will do after tonight," he thought to himself. "I hope Marca's previous warnings can restrain them for at least another period of time. In this situation, I'm afraid I can't afford them to make trouble again..."

Of course, Kingsley knows. Maybe before today, those pure blood had more or less hidden the careful thought of standing on Haier Bo's side, but now they are afraid to do that.

After all, without saying anything else, just looking at the scene outside, they have to weigh whether their value can make Haier wave look at it differently.

Don't you see these crazy black Wizards? That's an apprentice received by others. What's it like now?

In Haier Bo's heart, I'm afraid he has never had the concept of "his own person". Everything is just a chip in his hand waiting for the game!

While Kingsley was meditating, Sirius, who had just gone upstairs, suddenly ran down the stairs and shouted to him from a distance:

"Kingsley, aberforth is outside!"

"What?"

Kingsley raised his head and narrowed his eyes to look beyond the bright flame. As he stared at the street outside through the gap of the flame, a figure fighting with the peripheral black wizard immediately came into his eyes.

But as Sirius said before, it's really difficult to see here. He can only recognize that it should be a very tall and strong bearded wizard.

"First, let him stay away from here and find a relatively safe place to avoid - when the fire at the door goes out, we'll find a way to see if we can let him in!"