After a minute or so Malfoy put the wand back in his pocket and Hermione was sure he was done with the torture, although Bellatrix still seemed conscious. He took off his suit jacket, unbuttoned the vest, throwing them both on the ground, then rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt. He left the living room and Hermione didn’t know where he went and why he left his victim laying the – Bellatrix lifting a shaking pale hand in the ear as if wanting to reach something; she spoke up but all her words came out as incoherent garble.