Harry jumped out of the way of another spell fired at him, dodging it by a hair’s breadth. The other three automatons had tried to take advantage of his distracted mind, but instinct preserved him from getting hit. Annoyed, Harry let out a low growl and lifted up his sword in front of him, using the flat of the blade to block the spells away. He then lunged forward, bringing the sword to his right side and then with all of his strength, swung to his left with both hands.