If Kalle had cared about the issues that were at hand then perhaps he wouldn't have been so apprehensive of everything that was going on. Truth was, he didn't want to anger Tobias., and if he didn't go along with the attack, well then he was just as much a timid bastard as the rest of the people he heckled in school. So as Tobias wielded his wand upon the lesser of the lad, Kalle watched with eager excitement as the slashing waves fell upon Noah's head. He had been ready to snort back a very triumphant laugh when Noah shot a bat bogey hex at him. Kalle did his best to duck out of the way, but had ultimately slammed his face into the base of the closest tree. Cursing violently, Kalle spun on his heel to follow the path that Noah had embarked on. His face was bleeding, he could feel the liquid running across his brow and into his eyes. The boy didn't make it far between the trees as Kalle dropped his club and removed his wand. It would have taken much more to anger the sixteen year old Slytherin, but seeing as how the boring night had been Kalle was ready for an interesting altercation.

"You are fucking dead, van Hagens." He brought his wand up over his head and then slashed down with a venomous hex. The result was supposed to be an excruciating pain in the back of the neck, and Kalle snorted back another foul grunt as it left his wand. He hoped that it created enough of an injury that it stopped the Hufflepuff from running any further, but the pain in his face was still vibrating enough to keep him from comprehending anything. "Fucking idiot." His face was still bleeding profusely, and he wiped at his forehead with the hopes of suppressing the god awful image.