"Universal Protection" is an advanced spell of "Armor Protection".

If one-third of the Aurors in the Ministry of Magic can learn to use the Armour Charm, then there will only be a few scattered ones who can protect everyone.

The most important reason is the difficulty.

Firm belief, huge magic power, stable mentality, and superb spellcasting skills.

All these factors combined make the spell of "Universal Protection" no less difficult than the Patronus Spell.

Of course...if it was just difficult, there wouldn't be so few people who could learn it. The fact that most people in the Ministry of Magic are good-for-nothings doesn't mean that all of them are good-for-nothings.

The second reason is that it is useless.

Aurors rarely encounter situations where they need to use large-scale defensive spells. In most cases, they can find a corner or an obstacle and crouch behind it to avoid the threat of most spells.

If it's useless, why bother learning it?

In the Ministry of Magic, people like Percy Weasley are a minority.

This spell is difficult to learn, so naturally the effect will not be bad.

A group spell with stronger defensive power than the armor spell.

Kingsley raised his wand.

The white light spread out in all directions with him as the center.

A holy hemisphere enveloped the Aurors and Scamander.

Snap——

The ice balls were so fast and powerful that Kingsley's confident spell was as fragile as paper and was pierced through. Five ice balls, meteors, and meteorites hit people who didn't think about dodging.

The physical body was penetrated as well as the barrier.

The blood was not spilled.

The wound was frozen in an instant.

"Take the injured away!" Kingsley ordered calmly, "Ask the Ministry of Magic for more support."

"Go to Hogwarts and inform Mr. Potter!"

He waved his wand.

Flocks of birds!

A large group of panicked birds flew out and fluttered around the group of wild hunters. This simple, childlike spell did work in an instant, slowing down the knights' pace a little.

"Hold on!" Kingsley continued, "First priority, protect the Muggles."

"Delay time and wait for support."

In an instant, he understood what he should do.

Wait until the remaining Aurors arrive.

More importantly...wait until Mr. Potter and Mr. Dumbledore come over.

This group of people on the opposite side seem difficult to deal with.

Kingsley sighed.

The gap in individual quality is too huge, and the Aurors have been in peace for too long. Since the fall of Voldemort sixteen years ago, except for suppressing two goblin rebellions, the Aurors have almost never experienced actual combat.

This group of knights, called "Wild Hunt", all look like they have experienced many battles.

He is also very experienced in dealing with warlocks.

Fortunately, the wizards' spells are strange.

Summoning spells, Transfiguration spells, and even some mischief spells all had a strong effect. The Aurors fought and retreated. Even though Caranthir's spells were powerful and the Wild Hunts' offensive was fierce, they were still able to barely protect Scamander.

The first wave of support from the Ministry of Magic arrived quickly.

Scrimgeour led the team himself.

After all, Karanthir doesn't know the magic of this world. He wants to "lock the shadow and shape", but as long as he maintains the spell, he can't cast the spell.

Although it was not Mr. Potter and Mr. Dumbledore, the support from the Ministry of Magic still made Kingsley feel relieved.

Karanthir's expression was hidden under his armor, and no change could be seen, but his words were a little anxious.

The Wild Hunt are more vicious.

The white frost came through the portal, making the street even colder.

The Aurors had to pay a greater price to protect Scamander.

More than 40 Aurors fell in just ten minutes. The only thing to be thankful for was that no one died. Ordinary swords could hardly cause any substantial damage to wizards. The Aurors were not good at using advanced spells, but they could recite the healing spell smoothly.

"Have you given the message to Mr. Potter?" Scrimgeour gritted his teeth, his face red, and waved his wand.

A bottle of potion lay at his feet.

It was the kind of potion that Snape brewed that could amplify magical power. After Harry came up with the idea of ​​the witcher potion, he made some improvements to his own potion. With some minor side effects, it could double the magic power in the body.

This was the kind Scrimgeour took.

This made his Transfiguration spell improve by leaps and bounds in an instant, and he transformed it into a stone statue that was almost the size of a giant. With the combined efforts of several Aurors who were skilled in Transfiguration spells, he turned it into a body of steel, which could barely withstand a few of Caranthir's ice hockey spells.

Kingsley replied briefly: "I've sent someone to notify them."

Scamander also waved his wand. Although he was old, his spell skills had not declined. He was still a great fighting force: "I wrote to Dumbledore twenty minutes ago."

"Then why haven't you come yet?" Scrimgeour took a deep breath.

He felt like he couldn't hold on any longer.

His heart was beating almost two hundred times a minute, and the blood was rushing through him, making him feel as if his blood vessels were aching.

"Apparition is forbidden in Hogwarts," Kingsley answered him. "It will take time to get from Hogsmer to Hogwarts, but it should be soon."

Scrimgeour gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Caranthir slammed his staff to the ground again and chanted the spell once more.

Kingsley's expression changed: "Be careful, it's the curse of that giant ice ball."

Scrimgeour pointed his wand. "Stop the curse!"

But nothing works.

Caranthir's magic exists objectively, and Scrimgeour's magic is not strong enough to affect the minds and will of others.

"Don't run, everyone use spells." Kingsley turned around and took a look at the city behind him. This was a Muggle city, and if they couldn't protect it, they would face even greater trouble.

He once again used all the protection.

Several Aurors who knew this spell cast it together to strengthen it.

Other wizards used transfiguration spells to create a thick steel barrier on the sky.

The spell was finished amidst the attack of the Wild Hunt.

Karanthir raised his hand.

A huge ice ball appeared out of nowhere, and with the power of a trace of white frost, it seemed more solid and cold, and smashed down hard.

The first layer, protected by multiple blessings, only resisted for a second or two before being broken.

The second layer of steel barrier seemed even more fragile and was torn apart mercilessly.

"The flames are blazing!"

A man chanted a spell, but when the flame was put on, it couldn't melt even a little bit of the ice.

It pressed down heavily, trying to smash everyone to pieces and crush them into meat patties.

A huge shadow covered them all.

Just at this moment.

“Disappeared without a trace.”

A young voice sounded, chanting a spell.

The huge ice ball disappeared in the blink of an eye.