It seemed this tree was not going to let her slip away easily, as its branch thrashed down the moment she began her sprinting, catching the seventh year off guard for a brief moment. Snow dust in her hair and her coat from the impact of the branch, Louise didn't waste too long in recollecting her thoughts.

The goal. The knot on the tree.

The tree that was relentless in its actions and wanted to kill her. But she chased off a dementor that wanted to suck her soul, so a violent thrashing tree should be nothing to deal with, right? Not to mention she had brewed and consumed a potion to help her stamina, because her own adrenaline could no doubt use enhancements against this violent tree.

Counting to three in her head, without thinking anymore on the subject or waiting, she sprinted back upright and towards the trunk. Her hand outstretched and slammed it against the knot with a force that broke her run and caused her to halt.

And hopefully caused the tree to halt its attack too.