The announcement caused very different reactions in the room. The Dark Lord looked curious, eyes lingering on the girl as he mulled the information over. Narcissa nodded to herself, satisfied with the girl's presence. Her dirty blood was all but swept under the rug at this point. Bellatrix though, fumbled to grab her wand. She never was the best at controlling her temper. As soon as it was in her hand, however, it flew through the air - landing neatly in Hermione's grip. It was impressive magic, Narcissa thought as she conjured a glass of wine for herself. Hermione hadn't uttered the spell nor moved her wand any higher than where it hung at her side. Hermione, to her credit, had only looked shocked at the announcement for a moment before nodding. 