Hermione looked up as the door slid open. She hoped it wasn’t that nice girl trying to do another interrogation. Hermione was willing to co-operate but she had chosen to hold her tongue when they tried to get details of just how she had breached their security. They’d consider her crazy if she said it, and she wasn’t willing to demonstrate her abilities to any military organization while she had to remain in custody. She stilled when she saw just who was entering the room. She rose gracefully and lifted her hand into the ta’al.