Nagini hissed calmly, and slithered out of the room. When dinner was placed before us, I recognized many of my husband's followers as they unmasked to eat their meals, and was shocked by how many of them worked for the Ministry of Magic. The Order of the Phoenix had no chance in hell against his numbers. I had to get a message out to Dumbledore, somehow. But how? That was the real burning question. How?