The words no sooner left Ron’s mouth when Hermione could feel it. She could harness it too; a hatred rising out of her bones. It was warranted; Ron had gone too far. Malfoy was channeling their energy. She could see the visual of it like black ink bleeding out of his heart. The Blood Magic was going to leak out and stop Ron’s heart from beating. It was once again invisible to the eye, but she had the image of a black line of smoke starting to circle ominously around him. The magical suppression potion was no match for the evil they created.