To my surprise, Granger's eyes flash at the words. She looks at me and cocks an eyebrow. Her hand appears in front of my face, first raising three fingers, then two. She purses her lips thoughtfully, eyeing me questioningly. I silently shrug my shoulders in reply. Apart from Rowle and Dolohov (and the dead Travers) there don't seem to be any other Death Eaters in the small forest for now. However, that doesn't mean backup isn't already on the way.