 Wowza!
Levi felt no different than he had before drinking the concoction but he knew potions enough to know that meant very little. The tree was shaking off whatever remains there were from his previous charms, and with some trepidation, the boy stood up, a few minutes after drinking the potion. He stored the remains of the strength potion on vials that he would hopefully be able to come back for, later, and looked at the tree.
If he was being honest, it was a little daunting. The strength potion gave him the ability to lift up a ton without any problems, but that didn't change the fact that it was the Whomping Willow. Aptly named and with a reputation to carry him through for over a century; equal parts hated, feared and venerated. He flicked out his wand, reinforcing locaritus where it'd dulled or disappeared (mostly everywhere but in his head, strangely enough). Then he applied featherlight again, to counter the effects of an invisible armor slowing him down. The large stone he'd stood next to upon arrival? He summoned it and let it land next to him, and Levi shot the restless tree a look before walking around the stone, once.
"Engorgio," He muttered at the stone until it stood as tall as Levi's own five feet with eleven inches. Then he cast spongify on the side of the stone that'd be in near contact with his body. Levi used mobiliarbus on the stone, making it levitate next to him, and tested it. He flicked it to one side, then the other, and stopped it on his right. Using a large stone as a shield wasn't ideal, but the Willow had branches everywhere, and he could not possibly protect every single part of him with his wand only. And there were so many charms he could cast on himself before one started to conflict with another and it call just came crashing down around him.
His walk to the tree was simultaneously the shortest and the longest of his nearly seventeen year old life. Aresto momentum had only worked in one portion of the tree, and he felt now that it was possibly because he'd been too ambitious by trying to stop it completely. So, Levi cast it again, this time directing all his focus of Aresto momentum at the left side of the tree. At which point he lowered his wand and started running towards the base.
The closer he got the louder the creaking of the branches became, and when a branch swatted at the stone flanking him to the right, it collided with his side and he lost his footing. Levi scrambled up in time to catch a particularly thick one from flicking him across his other side. He sent the branch flying elsewhere; it didn't hit him just then the amount of strength he'd just used until he was already running again, zig zagging through the tree's violent's attacks.
Levi started laughing, either the result of adrenaline or something else entirely. Skidding towards the left area where he'd cast his first spell, the boy shouted, "Impedimenta!" at the right area of the willow before continuing to trudge on.
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