She couldn't exactly blame the wizard for his anger or his desire to see her dead. It was a common enough response for those whose loved ones she had been at least somewhat responsible for ending. She was under no delusions that there wouldn't be a long queue of people anxious to murder her given the chance with no repercussions. Fear kept most of them in line. It was a powerful tool, one she'd used many times over the course of her life. There had been a time that the mere threat of seeing her face alone in a room of the Ministry was one of the greatest terrors a citizen could have. Her reputation was well-earned.