Once he'd taken care of the first knock-back jinx, the Slytherin Captain sped up his jogging/running. Without having to focus on accuracy for a moment, he could just run...

Good thing it was slightly cool in the room. There was no sweat to speak of yet...

Hearing her using the shield again, Dylan took his cue and slowed, gripping his wand tightly in his right hand...This had been a brilliant idea, by the way...He did feel challenged, that much was for sure...

He stopped completely and took aim, trying not to think about it too much. ENDURANCE TRAINING. "Flipendo!" He moved his hand and wand deliberately going through the unusual motion. Check-mark squiggle. Blue light erupted from his wand again and searched out the shielded dummy. It hit it with a bang! and then ricocheted off.

THUMBS UP!

"Again!"...and he was running, once more...