The infamous and feared Intelligence Division within the Department of Magical Law Enforcement was abuzz with activity Monday morning. Even Rabastan managed to make it into the office earlier than his usual ten o'clock. Hermione knew that they were closing in on the day when they would finally bring in Theodore Nott for his interrogation. Despite not wishing to resume her former activities down in Level Eleven, even she couldn't deny the fact that she was looking forward to standing over his bound and terrified form in a locked side room. Just the thought of the interrogations she used to perform multiple times a week made her hands tremble and her stomach churn, but not, oddly, where Nott was concerned.