Hermione watched as the tubby witch revealed the secret hallway behind the desk, she could see previously hidden rows of cages, arrayed along the length of the dark corridor, Dennis and the prisoner making their way past the bars of cages which reached from floor to ceiling. She strained to see her fellow prisoners behind the imposing bars, her vision obscured as she felt a foot kicking her sideways onto her back. The thick-set witch continued to block Hermione’s vision, she felt like an upended turtle laying on its shell unable to right itself with her limbs rendered useless. "You can enjoy my petting zoo later, it will only take Sissy a minute to set things up", the threat obvious in Umbridge’s cruel words. Hermione felt the carpet beneath her rise, suddenly she was at a perfect arm distance from the two remaining witches, as Umbridge removed the shackles from her prisoners useless limbs. She prodded the incapacitated witch with her wand, laying her out in a wide x-shape. Now that she was the sole focus of her old nemeses, she worried about what was in store for her.