For the next few days, Barty and Harry saw very little of the two. Occasionally, they caught glimpses, through the windows of the library. Sometimes, Hermione gestured wildly, Tom calmly explaining something, getting up to fetch one book or the other, pointing at a paragraph or chapter. However, most of the time, they found Hermione nose-deep in a tome, scribbling furiously in a notebook. Harry was convinced that Tom offered new ones whenever she ran out.