"Well lads, today is a great day, catching Undesirable #1, this is most certainly going to lead to promotions and privileges for our entire company", the enthusiasm in his voice was amplified by the accompanying claps and grunts of agreements from his cohorts. Although sickened by the gloating, Hermione was more worried about the first concrete indication of the sheer number of baddies she was up against. Fuckeddy-fricking heck, if they were organised into large companies, that meant that Voldermort had Battalions of Snatchers now at his command.