The walls were very white and unfamiliar people were crowded around her bed. There was a bespectacled boy whose black hair stuck up in all directions, another, taller boy with red hair and a lot of freckles, and an older, balding man who looked like the freckled boy. A woman was fumbling with potion vials by her bed while another, stern-looking witch with a bun of dark hair looked on, standing next to a tall black man whom Hermione recognised – he had been among the Aurors who had raided the manor. Hermione recoiled from him, her eyes narrowing.