Disgust that she'd rarely felt so strong crept up Hermione's entire body, threatening to suffocate her with its potency. The man was a monster. Even if she didn't know it before they had the bizarre discussion they were having, she knew it without question. How could a cretin with no morals or concern for his fellow man still be allowed to roam the Earth with relatively little fear? She had to calm herself before she did or said something that she knew she would come to regret. Rodolphus was not a man to trifle with.