If the rest of the Ministry knew what happened inside their shared office when the door was closed, they had the decency to keep quiet about it. Whenever Rabastan was in one of his cantankerous moods when he didn't want to cooperate, Hermione would point her wand at the door. A simple, non-verbal spell would shut it and lock it. The wizard was far from being an idiot. He had to have known how easily he was being manipulated. Likely, he knew and didn't care. The click of the lock usually stopped his ranting and raving. A sly smirk would creep up on his face as he stared at his Co-Head.