In short, if he chose to make a move here...
He was doomed, unless he could kill Kayson in a single blow before he had time to make any extra moves.
Hmm...
That was a bit difficult.
"Sorry, no need for that." Kayson leaned back in his chair, observing the Lockhart before him through his monocle.
Killing him was probably out of the question. To Dark Wizards, Hogwarts' teaching staff could truly be called a den of villains. Which one of them hadn't dealt with a few Dark Wizards using a wand?
When Dumbledore was young, he had fought his way from London to Paris with a wand, casting spell after spell without so much as tiring his arm.
Yet even so, his attributes still read Pure Human and Magic, without anything strange added to them.
So, eliminating one possibility, it should be the other one—uh... the traditional craft of a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.
For example... possession, like Quirrell, who had been possessed by Voldemort last year.
He just didn't know who had possessed Lockhart this year.
"What a pity." Student Tom shook his head. To Kayson, it looked as though Lockhart's flamboyant, affected face was being controlled by a restrained and steady soul.
Now he could be one hundred percent certain that this Lockhart had definitely been possessed.
"Hmm."
Hearing the professor's soft snort, Student Tom showed no expression. He merely turned around and once more crossed the long room toward the office door.
Kayson, reclining in his chair, watched coldly. Only when he reached the office door several minutes later did Kayson suddenly extend a hand.
A gust suddenly swept through the enormous office. Amid strands of darkness and the increasingly violent, bizarre whirlwind, Student Tom turned back in surprise.
Professor Kayson was still sitting