"Of course, I wouldn't do that." Umbridge found she couldn't pull Kayson up, so she had to take out her magic wand and use the Levitation Charm to put Kayson onto the carriage.
"This journey will be very long, rest assured, Professor Kayson." Umbridge also got into the carriage and said.
The Nightmare Carriage was very fast; in just a few breaths, they had flown above the clouds.
Kayson sat in the carriage, breathing the relatively fresh but overly thin air, and asked curiously, "What method are you using this time?"
"You can guess." Umbridge, sitting next to Kayson, suddenly raised her palm, intending to scare Kayson in his current state, but found he seemed indifferent.
Looking at the puzzled expression of Umbridge, Kayson rolled his eyes and replied, "Maybe it's because I was too happy before and never experienced this kind of thing, so I didn't form a subconscious reaction."
"Do you want me to give you an award!" Umbridge said, gritting her teeth.
"If you insist on giving me an award, I have no objection." Kayson said, reaching out to scratch his nose.
"When will they come out? We're already so far from Hogwarts; aren't they going to make a move? I heard Hagrid say Thestral are very fast. If you delay a bit longer, we might be over London. At that time, bodies falling from the sky in broad daylight would also cause trouble for your Ministry of Magic."
"I'll say it again! The Ministry of Magic is absolutely correct and righteous! Don't insult us with your filthy and despicable thoughts!" Umbridge suddenly pressed her large face close to Kayson's, her foul breath mixed with the confusing scent of breath freshener hitting him in the face.
"Well, it smells a bit bad." Kayson complained helplessly.
Umbridge seemed to be provoked by this remark. She suddenly grabbed Kayson's hair and said fiercely, "Professor, this is not your Hogwarts. Please be a little more well-behaved in my hands."
Then, with a sudden jerk, she pulled his hair and slammed his head against the wooden headrest of the carriage.
"Hiss… Honestly, it hurts a bit. I think I'm bleeding." Kayson shook his dizzy head, only feeling a warm sensation on the back of his head.
"Heh heh, soon you'll think this is just a minor injury." Umbridge rolled her eyes and glanced at Kayson, saying.
"Ah, right, right, right." The latter nodded, looked at the magic handcuffs restraining his hands—honestly, he couldn't exert any strength at all… He then looked through his monocle at the figures hidden in the clouds.
"Can you unlock this for me?" he asked.
Umbridge frowned, puzzled, "Are you joking?"
Kayson nodded, "Alright, then I'll just have to use my own method."
The next moment, two pieces of pitch-black obsidian suddenly appeared beside his wrists, instantly bursting the handcuffs.
However, that feeling of weakness did not disappear in the slightest.
But these were minor issues. A small cup of milk suddenly appeared in his hand, and just as he was about to bring it to his mouth, Umbridge swiftly knocked it over.
Umbridge knew that Kayson and Snape were good friends, so it was hard to say that Snape wouldn't secretly give Kayson some trump card. At such a time, apart from poison, anything that needed to be put into Kayson's mouth could not be allowed to succeed.
Kayson, having failed to drink the milk, helplessly controlled the obsidian to restrain Umbridge. Then, he directly pulled out a ball of milk energy and was about to send it into his body.
Another ghastly green Avada Kedavra flew towards him from within the clouds.
"My dear friends, can't you wait for me to take my potion? I don't even have the strength to play mutual killing with you now." Kayson helplessly flicked the milk energy towards the Avada Kedavra, barely deflecting the Avada Kedavra, causing it to dissipate in mid-air.
With one strike missed, more Killing Curse flew towards him from all directions.
Kayson helplessly and quickly surrounded himself tightly with a block of stone-gray material with a hollow in the middle, blocking all the Killing Curse this time. After that, an endless stream of arrows shot out towards the position directly opposite their hollow, as a counterattack.
However, this single wave seemed unable to break the defense of the Dark Wizard hidden in the clouds. The release of the blasting charm was even faster than Kayson's milk-drinking action.
Kayson, who was serving as both a defensive emitter and was surrounded by the emitters, was blasted out together.
"You guys aren't playing fair, aren't Killing Curse good enough?" Kayson, with half-moon eyes, complained as he was blasted into the thick clouds. However, when one door closes, another opens. In the clouds, he happened to see a black-robed man flying towards him head-on.
The black-robed man held his magic wand, and the Killing Curse, poised within it, had already finished charging and was ready to rush out of the wand at any moment.
However, Kayson's speed of being blasted out was clearly faster than the Killing Curse's firing speed. He merely extended his hand towards the black-robed man.
Pfft!
Kayson's hand and the black-robed man's chest made intimate contact, and then, like chopsticks piercing tofu, with a soft thud, Kayson was impaled on the black-robed man.
"Young people are so reckless, they can't even aim Killing Curse properly." Kayson weakly pulled out a cup of milk and drank it in one gulp. The next moment, he finally recovered his spirits, flipped over, pulled his hand free, and mounted a flying broom. Then, he flung the black-robed man hanging from his hand down and added a Wither Skeleton Head.
After one kill, he quickly controlled the flying broom to fly out of the clouds, and through his monocle, he scanned for the nineteen people who had come to ambush him this time.
Plus the unlucky fellow he had just thrown down.
"To kill me in a weakened state, you sent twenty people. You really think highly of me!"
Instantly, Newborn Magic Art and magic manual appeared from the void, attacking only and not defending, swiftly tearing apart all enemies within sight.
Finally, he stood back on the half-shattered Nightmare Carriage, looking at Umbridge, who was incredibly lucky and hadn't been thrown off… but she was already scared silly, that was for sure.
"….I was wrong….Spare me…Spare my life…"
"You don't know that you were wrong."
Kayson only said half of this sentence because he felt that Umbridge didn't deserve him to say so much.
Newborn Magic Art was slapped onto her face, and the next moment, gravity magic erupted from it, directly smashing her head.
Kayson waved his hand, and the Newborn Magic Art book reappeared beside him, smooth and gleaming.
"…..Battle…is indeed exhilarating!"
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