Angry enough at the pain he was gleefully subjecting her son to, Hermione wondered if her maternal instincts had grown potent enough yet that she could rip the man apart with her bare hands before he could use his wand. The addition of a second child for her to protect made her believe she could. Rodolphus released his grip on the girl. Perhaps he could see the anger in Hermione's eyes. He knew better than most that she was a dangerous foe, wand or not. Once she was free, Maisie rushed towards her older brother. Oliver took her hand in his without hesitation.