Bellatrix shifted her gaze to Harry, pursed her lips, and slowly began to retreat. It was clear from the look on her face how much she actually wanted to intervene, but she didn’t dare disobey the Dark Lord’s orders. It was a pleasant turn of events, but Harry knew that she would return in a few hours under the pretext of asking for further instructions to the army, while actually trying to find out the truth about Harry. She had attacked Harry several times, thinking that he had enchanted her precious master — one such attempt had ended miserably for Harry, all others had been interrupted by Voldemort. Nothing new.