Edmond could feel a headache creeping up. Great. Just great. He held on tighter to Taco. He had to produce a successful Protego Totalus sooner or later. Ed knew that he would fall, his arms and shoulders were tired. Ed just wanted to finish. He held out his was and said with all the might he had, "Protego Totalum!"and there it was. A stronger shield. He sighed in relief as he passed the fifth lap. He did it! Ed finally finished!