No one stopped her when she entered the building. The full staff wasn't there, but plenty of offices had occupants. She only had eyes for one, however. Albert was in the process of bringing a coffee cup to his lips when she threw open the door. The dark liquid sloshed out of the cup, staining the front of his shirt. Realizing by the look in her face that she wasn't there to seduce him again or to have a friendly chat, the editor reached immediately for his wand. A short duel ensued before Hermione had him bound to his chair, his wand snapped in two at his feet.