Her first instinct was to shoot an Avada straight to his chest for the insult. Deciding that wouldn't be painful enough, she considered using her favorite spell Antonin helped her perfect years earlier. A single flick of her wrist would open up a wound across his carotid artery that no Healer could fix. At least not in the time it took to die of exsanguination. It was how she preferred to end the lives of those who no longer had any use. But, she knew she couldn't afford to murder the horrible wizard just yet. There was still too much at stake for her to lose her temper.