At breakfast, Hermione sat by herself carefully skimming the contents of the Daily Prophet, hoping to see an update about the investigation of the Pureblood murders. Although the articles had not yet ventured to call them what they were, anyone with a half a mind could make that connection. Theo certainly had. However, there really were no articles of substance, which was especially surprising for a Sunday. It was doubtful that a recipe for sticky toffee pudding was deserving of a spot on the front page, but there it was.