Then Hermione dragged Delphini along with one hand firmly on her shoulder, pocketed her wand and gently took the Dursley girl’s hand in her other. The three of them entered the corridor and walked briskly along, passing the kitchen as they reached the far end. Hermione looked inside. Father Yaxley was gone, Sister Merope Marvolo was still sweeping up the flour, and the aged Sister Merope Morfin was standing over her to scrutinise. She looked up suspiciously as Hermione stopped and caught her eye.