Hermione stared at him with an amused expression. The man had blurted every word without raising his voice once. And then he huffed. Without waiting for her answer he twisted her wrist and ran his blade over her palm quickly drawing her blood and then pressing it over the carvings of the door. He stepped back and murmured an incantation. The inscriptions glowed and a series of clanking sounds echoed from the inside. 