First Round of Training

"I was inspired by Harry as well," Cedric said modestly. "But it's clear that trust is still the most important thing if you want to seize fleeting opportunities."

"There's actually an advanced version of this Whomping Willow training..." Wizet picked up the thread. "Since Cedric helped explain it, we can demonstrate it again."

"An advanced version?" Harry repeated curiously. "What are you planning to do?"

"It's a bit more complicated than before," Wizet explained briefly. "We'll both enter the Whomping Willow's attack range..."

"Besides helping each other defend, we'll also need to attack the Whomping Willow. Of course, the attack I mean is only simulated—we'll just fire magical light at its branches."

"As for how to attack, you can set your own requirements. For example, if you want to make precise magical strikes, you can aim for the smaller branches of the Whomping Willow, since they're thinner and harder to hit."

After saying this, Wizet and Luna mounted the Firebolt again and flew toward the Whomping Willow together.

As soon as they entered the Whomping Willow's attack range, the enraged tree sprang into action. Its branches came whistling down, smashing toward them like heavy hammers.

Wizet and Luna immediately split apart, dodging to opposite sides. Even as they evaded, they had already raised their wands. Two azure lights flashed out and struck the same branch.

"I think..." Harry couldn't help clicking his tongue. "I didn't hear them say anything, yet they hit the exact same spot..."

"That's probably what you call tacit understanding..." Cedric said wistfully, staring toward the Whomping Willow. "Maybe they just... don't need to communicate."

Now fully within the Whomping Willow's attack range, the tree naturally showed them no mercy. Hammer-like branches swung one after another, their whistling never ceasing.

Wizet reacted quickly, nimbly dodging an incoming