"Tried to run did you, Ade?" She murmured, squatting down next to the remains of her former mentor. A chunk had been blown through her torso, all visible skin was scorched and blackened, and a shard of some glittery, blood red stone was protruding out of one dark eye. Hermione glanced around, taking note of several shards, both large and small, of that same sort of stone, scattered around the space. "Tried to take something with you, it seems. Blew up in your face, didn't it? Quite literally." She reached for one of those shards, felt the hardness, saw the light reflect off it in a brilliant rainbow. A ruby? Why had she been carrying a ruby that looked as though it had been the size of a Quaffle? Why was she near the main doors? Why had the thing exploded, unexpectedly, from the look of things? She supposed it didn't matter, and she was wasting time trying to figure it out. At least this was one less murder she'd have to commit tonight. With a grim nod to herself, she pulled Adelaide's blade from its sheath, sliding into place along her hip as, with hardly a blink, she shoved one of her pilfered daggers into Adelaide's single remaining, still open, eye.