"This is the streak of you I like. Anger. Shame you use it at the worst of times. Come on then mudblood. Show me what you've got?" Hermione had barely processed what was said as she was writhing on the ground struggling for breath as she felt the pain shoot through her like lightning. She put a hand out on the floor and placed it flat to give herself some leverage to lift herself from the cold stone. She barely got on her knees when she received another brutal Cruciatus curse. This one knocked her backwards and made her instinctively cry out in pain.