He laughed at her unconvincing response. At some point in the past she'd made it perfectly clear how she felt about Marietta Flint neé Edgecombe. The bitch could rot in Hell for all she cared. She wouldn't shed a single tear or have a moment of regret for what she did. More than once Rodolphus mentioned the scarring of the horrible woman's face that she was responsible for to see if she felt any remorse. She didn't. The terms of the parchment that all members of Dumbledore's Army signed had been clear. It wasn't Hermione's fault that the witch thought she was above them.