The Adorable Whomping Willow

"That's right..." Wizet nodded. "My application was approved. Professor Sprout agreed to let the Whomping Willow serve as our sparring partner."

Luna smiled and picked up the thread. "But Professor Sprout also said she hoped we would take good care of her little darling."

"Little darling..." Harry gazed up at the towering Whomping Willow, lost in thought as he looked at its hammer-like limbs and whip-like branches.

If the Whomping Willow was as Sirius Black had described, then one hit from those branches would probably pound him into a meat patty—a meat patty full of holes, at that.

He felt that Professor Sprout calling the Whomping Willow a "little darling" probably meant about the same thing as Hagrid calling dragons "little darlings."

A "little darling" like that was probably more than Harry could handle...

Wizet added, "That's why our main training will focus on reaction speed, evasive ability, and the ability to use the Shield Charm."

"Come to think of it, the Whomping Willow really is suitable..." Cedric said thoughtfully as he looked at it. "If all those branches move together, they can simulate a dragon's attacks."

Draco nodded in agreement. "It even looks about the same size as a dragon."

Harry asked impatiently, "So what exactly are we supposed to do?"

"First, summon your Flying Broomsticks!" Wizet said. "Then I need to make a few arrangements..."

A total of five Flying Broomsticks flew over, landing in the hands of Wizet, Luna, Harry, and the others.

Wizet pointed his wand around them. Harry and the others could vaguely sense some sort of magic spreading through the area.

Cedric took out his wand as if sensing something. "Wizet... did you cast a Confundus Charm?"

"Yes." Wizet nodded. "Professor Sprout said she hoped we would take care of the Whomping Willow, so