There were around thirty beds in here, in two uniform lines, that faced each other which such military precision that it looked like a geometric design. Hermione frowned at that. Then she started looking for the Dursley girl. It wasn’t hard to find her ... for all of the four-year-old girls were lying stiffly on their backs, as though to sleep in any other position was a crime that carried a thrashing as punishment. Hermione scowled, thinking that it was probably true.