Even getting Oliver completely packed didn't keep Hermione's mind off of all of the horrible outcomes her trip to Hogsmeade could've had. Rodolphus" words echoed in her mind on a frustrating loop. He wasn't done with her by any means. When he was ready to include her in whatever his diabolical plans were, he would come find her whether she wanted to participate or not. All she could hope was that Babajide Akingbade had indeed been successful in removing all of Rodolphus" spellwork from her mind. Just the thought of the horrible wizard being able to control her in any way frightened her beyond measure. She might have made some wrong choices in her life, but they had been her decision. Imagining no longer having her own will was terrifying. What could Rodolphus make her do? Would he have her finish the job she started on Antonin in their kitchen? Or, worse, would he make her do something so he no longer had to "abide that brat" he hated? None of the possibilities were good.