Harry leapt forward and slashed and flicked again, faster and faster, never giving Dumbledore time to prepare. The other Death Eaters seemed to take a step back in their wariness, as though Harry's defiant show of battle prowess had dented their certainty that this abominable version of Dumbledore would make easy work of him. A deep gouge had opened up on Dumbledore's throat and jaw, he doubled up a moment where Harry pounded a Hammer Hex into his hips, but he seemed able to absorb these assaults and keep coming, as though he felt no physical wound at all. Harry would have to change strategy.