Rodolphus still had not returned home by Saturday night. After having another meal alone, Hermione sat in the lounge staring at the words in an open book, but not actually making any sense of them. So far her plan to learn about Rodolphus" intentions left her with even more questions than answers. Was she just wasting her time? Would she be better off leaving? It bothered her to imagine just giving up, but she wasn't sure what to do next. Rodolphus hardly seemed like he was just going to tell her whatever she wanted to know. If she wasn't careful, too many questions might get her corpse banished to the hedge maze right next to Gemma's.