Hermione saw the necklace clutched in the hand opposite his wand, and her mind immediately retreated to the tent. A chill swept through her body plaguing her skin with goosebumps, and she curled further into herself either trying to preserve warmth, or make herself smaller, or both, she wasn’t sure. Maybe the necklace wouldn’t hurt her, maybe Bill had already removed the curse, and it was useless. Maybe this was just a means to scare her.