With exuberance the snatchers continue their work, a litany of shackles and chains had been arrayed around her body, she could feel the weight press down upon her, the central anchor point seemed to be the metal band of her chastity belt, the enchantments on the leather bindings acted in concert with the new chains, the leather moving smoothly at every conceivable joint producing invidious makeshift loops providing binding points for the restraining chains to totally negate any movement or motion of struggle from the imprisoned muggle-born witch. Once the web of chains had been subsumed by the leather bindings, in Hermione’s estimation aside from the menacing length of binding dangling by her neck, the final restraint remained in the lead snatcher’s hand.