Although less than thirty minutes had passed, Cedric, Draco, and Harry already felt utterly exhausted.
Perhaps the physical fatigue they felt was not as intense as it had been at the end of the Second Task, but on a mental level, they all felt it had already surpassed the Second Task.
After Vizet knocked them down for the last time, they did not even have the urge to get back up. They simply lay on the grass, eyelids drooping as they stared up at the sky.
Vizet had held back with great precision. Whether it was Cedric, Draco, or Harry, they had only picked up a bit of grass and dust on themselves; there was not even the slightest tear visible on their school robes.
The grass, on the other hand, looked like a complete mess, with craters blasted open by magic everywhere.
"Why don't we stop here for today?" Vizet suggested. "Otherwise, we're going to wreck this whole lawn."
Harry and Draco had not actually settled who won between them, so both of them pressed their lips together and said nothing.
"That works... Let's stop here for today!" Cedric struggled to sit up and looked at Harry and Draco. "What do you two think?"
Harry and Draco still did not speak. They were still secretly competing, almost moving in perfect unison as they sat up.
Cedric shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "Vizet, I don't think they have any objections."
"Then I'll clean up a little..." These craters were actually quite easy to deal with. Vizet raised his Wand with a calm expression. "Reparo!"
The Wand swept an arc through the air, and as the incantation for the Mending Charm fell, the grass looked like a film scene with the rewind button pressed;
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