She watched without pity as Rabastan lifted his wand and Ron started to walk towards the Veil. She knew Ron could not control it as Rabastan at that point had control of his limbs. Ron stepped through the veil with a last look at Harry, who also sat in the audience, and then he was gone. Harry's face turned to meet her own, the tears in his eyes did absolutely nothing to distract from the pure venom that he shot at her. He hated her.