Neither Neville nor Seamus had the slightest fondness for that old hag Umbridge, but seeing her tortured so miserably by the Cruciatus Curse, they still felt a trace of pity. After all, neither of them was as hard-hearted as Nelson and Will.
Still, they had no intention of trying to stop him. They could only pretend not to hear Umbridge's screams and silently comfort themselves with the thought that this was the retribution she deserved.
Besides, Will had been holding back. Otherwise, at Umbridge's age, she should have passed out from the Cruciatus Curse long ago.
There would have been no point if Umbridge had simply fainted outright. Besides, Nelson certainly would not want to find her half-dead when he arrived, so after giving Umbridge a brutal taste of it, Will stopped torturing her with the Cruciatus Curse.
Instead, he switched methods. He pulled out a whip he had prepared in advance and lashed it viciously across Umbridge's body as she hung upside down in midair. Only after her successive screams gradually weakened did Will lift the magic and toss her back into the cell.
"I thought you would..."
Neville and Seamus exchanged looks. Neither had expected Will to let Umbridge off so easily.
"If I actually killed that old hag, Nelson would definitely be disappointed when he got here. He's always said he wanted to kill that old woman himself." Will explained to them, "He should be here soon. Let's wait for him!"
Nelson did not keep the three waiting long. He landed at the entrance of Azkaban Prison on a Flying Broom, raised a hand in greeting as though he were meeting old friends, and casually handed his broom to Neville.
"Why are you giving me this?" Neville asked, utterly confused.
"What comes next has nothing to do