"Well, well, well, what do we have here..." She stared at Hermione’s wand. "A Mudblood with a wand..." Her smile quickly evaporated as she started screeching. "Don’t you know that Mudbloods cannot have wands! Don’t you know that dirt like you has no right to use magic!" Hermione watched in terror and Bellatrix crushed the wand with her hands until it was nothing but a piece of wood with a no longer magical dragonstring still connecting the broken parts – her heart broke with it. "That’s better," Bellatrix continued. "The Mudblood no longer has a wand. Now all I need to do is kill you, Mudblood, and my nephew won’t have anyone bothering him..."