Hermione was thankful that she hadn't had anything to eat that evening. It would've all come rushing back up out of her body if she had. Rodolphus finally figured out a way to bring Bellatrix back from the dead. Instead of building her a body from parts of others, he was just simply going to steal Hermione's body while she was still alive and conscious of what was happening. It was terrifying, but it made a sick sort of sense. When his attempts to mold her into a more-Bellatrix version of herself failed, he had to keep looking for other options. Hadn't he proven over the years that he was rather partial to her body? With his wife being inside of it, he would have the best of both worlds. Doing her best to give the impression that she was calm even when she was screaming inside, Hermione took a deep breath and met Mr. Akingbade's concerned eyes.