Fred and George stepped forward and slung their arms around Ron's shoulders, one on each side. "Brilliantly done, Ron!"
George lightly thumped Ron's chest with his fist. "No wonder you suddenly stopped being afraid of spiders!"
"More than stopped being afraid!" Fred immediately chimed in, his eyes widening dramatically. "You can even order Acromantulas around now!"
The two of them gave him matching thumbs-up. "Amazing!"
"Who said I'm not afraid?" Ron grinned, clearly delighted. "I'm actually still scared to death. But it's exactly because I'm so afraid of spiders that I can make them help me!"
"Hm?" Fred and George exchanged a look, then each raised a hand to cover half of Ron's forehead. "Doesn't feel like your brain's been cooked. So why are you talking such nonsense?"
"Get off! Get off!" Ron snapped irritably, swatting Fred's and George's hands away. "Go ask Vizet!"
Sirius Black was still tidying himself up and checking whether Harry was hurt when Venda Rosier's voice came from the pendant. "How are things over there? Do you need help?"
Sirius Black replied, "No need! We've already dealt with the enemies here. How are the other areas? We can help elsewhere."
"Impressive!" Venda Rosier praised sincerely. "While Abernathy was on patrol, he found several Trolls on Buckbeak Street. You can go there."
The Magical creatures released by the Isaiah Society were spread all across Paris, and Serena Pendragon did not have enough people.
They could only handle it this way—resolve the crisis in one place first, then move on to the next.
Fortunately, with Vizet's magic helping them, their current situation was not so urgent, and they were able to deal with these crises better and with a calmer mindset.
That was exactly what Harry's group did now. Through Apparition and Side-Along Apparition, they arrived