There was a pause as Hermione, through the eyes of her otter, strained to make out the shapes of the prisoners half a country away from where she was currently between classes, back at Hogwarts for her final term. Harry heard the brunette witch suck in a sharp breath. "Yes. I can see him." A beat, and then, she almost whispered: "He looks terrified...." Ron's eyebrows stitched together, but he didn't move to disagree nor concur with his girlfriend.