Though the prison had been relatively empty during her last visit, Hermione couldn’t help but notice that almost every one seemed uninhabited now. In the far corner, however, behind a tall desk, sat the same security guard from last time. While she did not hear him snoring, his robe was oddly fastened across his face and his arms were folded across his chest. By the looks of how his head was slumped, he did not hear her destroy the chain.