In the uninhabited primeval jungle, the vegetation was incredibly dense. Attacking blindly would only waste magic and stamina.
With unstoppable momentum, like a sharp blade thrust straight into an enemy's heart, the team led by Harry rapidly closed in.
Their fierce edge made the expressions of the two boys behind Viktor change drastically.
Having studied at Hogwarts for half a year, neither the Beauxbatons nor Durmstrang students could possibly have failed to hear about Professor Breen's personally taught physical education class.
They had also heard Hogwarts students discuss the course's contents many times.
According to those guarded rumors, Professor Breen trained his students as elite Aurors. Every one of them possessed combat abilities comparable to an Auror's.
Durmstrang and Beauxbatons students had always scoffed at such claims.
How could an ungraduated young wizard compare to Aurors who spent years on the front lines, battling Dark Wizards day in and day out, in terms of magic, stamina, and experience?
But when Viktor truly found himself facing Harry, Hermione, and Ron as they launched their attack, the overwhelming pressure crashing down on him completely overturned his understanding of physical education class training!
It was not that he immediately accepted the rumors, but the relentless determination and madness surrounding Harry, Hermione, and Ron as they charged at his side truly shook Viktor.
When they closed to within forty feet, the second wave of attacks followed immediately. This time, however, their aim was even worse. Even Viktor's own spell went wide, flying over Harry's head and into the sky!
Thirty feet was a critical distance in a duel.
An experienced wizard would never miss a spell against a stationary target at that range. At the same time, it was a safe distance that allowed room to dodge. Any closer, and the offensive gains would