"There's still time to talk about the candidates!" Kayson, upon hearing this, was no longer sleepy and immediately spoke excitedly.
"Wait… what I want to ask is, how will we know when You-Know-Who and his followers will attack Azkaban? Are we supposed to stake out there for the entire holiday?" Remus said.
"We can leave that question to Severus… can you do it?"
Dumbledore's words were conveyed to Snape's ears without missing a single syllable, and after being translated by his brain, a conclusion was reached.
He would relay everything happening in the meeting at this very moment to Lord Voldemort, then let him, driven by his pride and lack of tactical control, willingly step into the fire.
Even if he couldn't step into the fire, this could still increase Snape's standing in Lord Voldemort's mind, ensuring his survival time.
Soon, he nodded: "No problem."
"Kayson, Sirius, Remus, Moody… the Longbottoms. It'll be you lot." Dumbledore finished speaking and then looked at Kingsley.
The latter nodded: "Tomorrow morning at seven o'clock, Azkaban will have a one-minute and forty-second shift change. You can use that time to infiltrate and set up an ambush."
"Why do we have to be so sneaky?" Mr. Longbottom asked.
"Because in the current situation, that idiot Fudge might cause us more harm than Lord Voldemort, so it's better to keep it from him, and the Auror Office isn't Scrimgeour's personal domain," Kingsley explained.
The Ministry of Magic's internal struggles had nothing to do with Kayson; what he cared about now was the shift change time Kingsley mentioned. That place couldn't prohibit his Ender Teleportation. Forget one minute and forty seconds; even fourteen seconds would be more than enough.
"Any more questions?" Dumbledore asked.
"Yes, yes, yes! I want to go too!" Tonks shouted.
"Unfortunately, no," Dumbledore shook his head, while Mad-Eye Moody said bluntly: "Unfortunately, your strength isn't enough."
"Even Remus can go. Why can't I?" Tonks was a little disappointed.
"You really haven't seen Remus go all out, have you? If you push him too far, Kayson and I can't even catch him, and he can still take five or six burdens with him and make a run for it," Sirius subtly praised his good brother.
"Any more questions?"
"..."
It seemed there were none left; Tonks had already given up.
"Now then, everyone, the meeting is adjourned." Dumbledore was the first to stand up and walk towards the entrance.
"Dumbledore, aren't you staying here?" Mrs. Weasley asked.
"No, I have other matters to attend to," Dumbledore shook his head.
"Oh, by the way, Dumbledore, aren't you going tomorrow?" Sirius suddenly asked.
"Unfortunately, I won't be, because Tom's return has made other magic societies in Europe uneasy, so I will be stationed at the magic Association during this time," Dumbledore shook his head.
"But didn't they say you're the person Lord Voldemort fears most? What if Lord Voldemort goes directly to Azkaban and starts a rampage?" Kayson asked.
Dumbledore gave Kayson a deep look: "…He can try."
With Dumbledore's departure, along with Mad-Eye and Kingsley, Mundungus and a whole host of others, the Black Old House was left with only a large group of Little Wizardss, Kayson, Sirius, Remus, and Tonks, plus the Longbottoms, Longbottom, and the Weasleys.
"I wonder how The Burrow is doing without anyone looking after it," Mrs. Weasley said with some concern.
"It won't be bad. Even if that place is burned to the ground, as long as our family is together, home is wherever we are," Mr. Weasley comforted her.
Kayson had no interest in watching the old couple show affection; after all, he was a lifelong bachelor and allergic to romance.
...
…The next morning.
Kayson came down the stairs, still half-asleep, casually picked up a sausage from the dining table, and then burned himself like a Sirius.
He sat there blowing on his hand for a long time before it returned to normal.
Meanwhile, Moody, who was already fully armed, looked at Kayson in such a state and felt a bit troubled.
He fully approved of Kayson's methods but maintained a skeptical view of the Professor's combat intelligence.
Or, to rephrase it, he affirmed its value but doubted its mechanism.
On the other side, Kayson also looked at Moody with some confusion: "What are you doing with all those bags?"
"Combat supplies," Moody explained.
"Including a broomstick?" Kayson asked.
"Otherwise, how do you plan to get to Azkaban? That place has Apparition restrictions," Moody said.
Kayson nodded. Although he wanted to say that he wasn't affected by such things, on second thought, what if the broomstick had other uses for Moody?
Like, at a crucial moment, riding it to transform into a bomber or something.
Thinking of this, he said nothing more and quietly ate his breakfast.
Soon, everyone finished breakfast. Moody began to adjust his broomstick, and only after he had adjusted all his equipment to optimal condition did he look at the team members sitting on one sofa after another.
"What are you doing? Where are your means of transport!" Moody asked.
Everyone looked at Kayson, including the Longbottoms, because Neville and Longbottom had told them a lot about Kayson, including the fact that Kayson could ignore Apparition restrictions.
Just then, Sirius suddenly realized: "Oh, Kayson, you haven't been to Azkaban before, have you!"
Kayson understood what Sirius meant. The effect of Ender Teleportation was similar to Apparition, and the prerequisites were also similar, for example, both required one to have previously been physically present at that location.
And he had indeed never been to Azkaban before, so theoretically, he couldn't use Ender Teleportation.
But, by a stroke of luck, when General Kaisen traveled from the future to the present to hunt him down, his second stop was Azkaban. So, from that perspective, Azkaban's map had already been 'unlocked' by General Kaisen on his behalf.
He could teleport directly there.
Of course, if one were to ask about the specific situation…
That's how the code was written.
…Ahem~
"So… I can go," Kayson replied.
Moody listened to their roundabout conversation, feeling a bit confused. In the end, the Longbottoms walked over and explained it to him.
"So you've all just been watching your old superior perform a clown show here for you!" Moody said angrily.
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