When Hermione didn't respond, didn't react, Cecily took a cloth bag from her pocket, shaking out the small rock inside. "Think about it, Mimi. Call me when you're ready." She nodded once at the bangle before ripping a glove off with her teeth. With a last look at Hermione, she placed her bare hand on the stone and disappeared. The rippling wall holding the Slytherins back seemed to lose whatever power that had kept in operational as they surged forward as one, aiming for her.