Professor Bryan waved his wand again, and the armor under the wall was immediately ready to throw large dung eggs, and the air was filled with a solemn smell of lead and mercury.

"Harry!"

Hermione clutched her chest and screamed worriedly, and Harry turned her head to give Hermione a smile and a smile from Neville and Ginny, who were equally worried about him. Maybe it's a smile, maybe it's a toothache and his cheeks twitch, and Harry isn't quite sure. Fred and George looked excited, he was probably the one who had the most deal with the big eggs among the little wizards in Hogwarts, and they didn't care much about the stinking juice of the big dung eggs.

"Ready!"

Professor Bryan raised one hand into the air and made a downward cut.

The other three young wizards didn't quite understand what the strange gestures meant, but Harry had seen them when he was a Muggle school, and the starters would make such gestures before the start of the game was announced.

Harry stared at Professor Bryan's outstretched palms, and gradually, all the noise around him was cut off, and all he could hear was his own heartbeat, a bit like how he felt every time he had to catch the Golden Snitch at a Quidditch match, everything that moved seemed to sink into the amber that was about to condense.

Draco, Cedric, and Akihari all rushed out after that short, solemn 'start', and only Harry had already rushed out the moment Professor Blaine's palm fell!

In a second, Harry had jumped twenty feet over the red line, but it was still a tiny fraction of a quarter-mile track.

At this moment, Harry regretted a little why he didn't put more effort into running some time ago, so that at least a few big eggs would fall on him.

Draco looked at Harry, who was a few positions above him, and his eyes were filled with indignation.

Whether it was against the Dead or rowing on the ground, the fruits of the final victory fell into Potter's pocket, even in Quidditch, he was a step behind, pride and pride made him unbearable to always lose to Potter in such a contest, he chased after it with all his might, and made up his mind to win against Harry tonight.

However, this game is not about speed.

Just when Draco was thinking about 'shame before the snow', a dozen big dung eggs finally 'arrived'!

Speaking from the heart, the situation faced by the four Harry is much better than that of Professor Bryan just now, when Professor Bryan demonstrated to them, the first wave was attacked by dozens of big dung eggs, and now, there are only a dozen big dung eggs on the way, and the target of the attack is suddenly four times more, counting, everyone only needs to dodge four or five big dung eggs.

But this is only easier in theory, much harder in practice.

Draco stared in horror at the shadows coming at the door in front of him, he tried to dodge, but his brain gave instructions, but his body couldn't respond to those complicated commands, he couldn't do any complicated dodging movements, and at the last moment, Draco grabbed his head violently, and after a strange scream, he landed on his knees and flipped a few times on the ground!

Harry wasn't much better than Draco, he obviously wanted to imitate Professor Blaine's amazing 'C' move, but unfortunately he didn't have a broomstick under him, and the rapid change of direction under high-speed movement was not that simple, Harry's feet slipped, and the whole person fell to the ground with a thud.

"Ahh

An ear-piercing scream that shattered glass rang out.

Qiu Zhang, who didn't react in time, was attacked by three big dung eggs, and it was like she was hit three hard punches at the same time, and the stinky juice that exploded immediately made her even more disgraced. Qiu Zhang threw himself directly on the sticky ground, tears splashing at the same time, making a disgusting sound.

"Akihari!"

Maybe it's luck, maybe it's calm, always, Cedric staggered to dodge the first wave of attacks, he noticed Harry and Draco who fell almost at the same time out of the corner of his eye, and he was secretly happy, and was about to take the opportunity to overtake him, when the screams behind him made his heart tug. Cedric immediately stopped his progress, turned and threw himself on Qiu Zhang's side to help her up.

"What are you doing, Mr. Diggory!" Amosta's voice was more cold than ever, "You thought it was just a game, huh?" A good opportunity for you to show your gentlemanly demeanor? ”

Amosta then turned his cold gaze on Akihari, who seemed to have lost the will to fight,

"Will the smell of big make you sicker than the smell of blood, get up and walk the rest of the way!"

Cedric gritted his teeth and prepared to leave Qiu Zhang's side to continue his challenge, but after a short delay just now, the second wave of attacks had already come to his side, and before he could stand up straight, something smashed his head, which directly made Cedric's eyes dark, and he immediately turned on his back.

Professor Blaine's chilling reprimand made Qiu Zhang feel helpless, and she instinctively obeyed the order, but the slimy, stinking juice made her hands and feet have no strength at all, and she couldn't get up after a few struggles, and the big that kept exploding around her pushed her to the brink of collapse, and she could only cover her face, her shoulders twitching and sobbing.

Draco's knee was badly damaged in response to the first wave of attacks, and Harry's head was woodened when he fell to the ground.

The two of them did not give up, and the crisis they faced made them not understand what Professor Bryan was reprimanding, and continued to move forward with difficulty.

However, at this point, Draco and Harry had completely lost their composure, and they had adopted the same stupid method, covering their faces with one hand, and running forward with a rolling belt.

This method obviously couldn't last long, and before they had run past fifty feet, Harry and Draco had both collapsed, curled up on the floor with their heads in their hands, no longer able to get up.

"You can't passively wait for the attack to come, you have to learn to anticipate and observe the opponent's movements--" Amosta ordered the armor to stop the attack, sighing helplessly, "Cover your eyes and run. It's looking for death."

As Harry had expected, every young wizard who came to the classroom tonight was tortured, and none of them could make it to fifty feet away, and none of the girls who had been involved in the training had left the classroom without tears on their faces.

"You don't need to be at the Quidditch pitch before six o'clock, but you need to spend half an hour every day. Pick a time, keep running, and I'll see if you did what I asked. ”

Before leaving this classroom, Professor Bryan's directive made all the young wizards cry.

"Before heading back to the common rooms of your respective colleges, you should go to the school hospital to take care of your injuries, Madam Pomfrey and I have already greeted you in advance, and she will entertain you."

Professor Bryan reverted to his usual friendly tone, smiling and saying to everyone,

"Now you can leave, hmm. Harry, stay for a moment, I have something to look for you. ”

Many young wizards looked at Harry with sympathy, except, of course, Slytherin's.

Harry had never been more desperate to get away from Professor Bryan, but he could only watch as Hermione and the others scrambled to get out of the classroom.

"Professor Blaine—"

Harry tried to make himself as weak as he could, and he said pitifully,

"If you want me to try again, I'm afraid — I mean, I'm in pain."

"It's okay with that, Harry."

Amosta laughed happily,

"I didn't expect you to do it all in just a few sessions. In fact, I left you with a gift for you, ah—a late gift. ”

(End of chapter)