"One can hope," Hermione said, lamenting that breaking his fingers would be overkill for this situation. Indeed, if she felt like it, she could perform Hybrid Legilimency on him. But really, what would that solve? Thicknesse was one little boy in a sea of people who were learning to hate her. Ignoring the hassle that would come of hunting down everyone who would consider laying a beatdown on the "Squib" in their midst, Hermione couldn’t deny that she was having fun with this conflict.