Harry stared at the ground where Scrimgeour’s body and Voldemort’s broken wand were. Hermione had just told him everything. About Malfoy’s permanent imperius curse. Scrimgeour’s plan to implant the curse on other former Death Eaters and create his own army. How he threatened Hermione’s life, how he had suggested he would Draco force to kill her. She hadn’t even told Draco that and she wasn’t sure she ever would. The thought still made her sick to her stomach.