She didn't want to see anymore. Putting up the strongest Occlumency shield she was certain she'd ever produced, Hermione was able to push Mr. Akingbade out of her mind. She'd seen enough. More questions presented themselves than were answered. Even trying to imagine what Rodolphus could've possibly hoped to accomplish by making her take that horrific tumble down the stairs and to have her blame her husband for it made her head swim. Could one person really be that evil?