As was to be expected, the moment the doors opened on Level Two and the occupants of the lift saw who was waiting, the Ministry officials exited quickly. Hermione bit back a smirk at how they scurried like cockroaches under the light. Even a year away from the Ministry hadn't taken away all of her power to terrify those who came into contact with her. She liked when they were afraid. It brought her joy and made her feel powerful. After so many years of feeling like she had no power at all, it was a heady feeling.