"Silence," the Dark Lord interrupted his faithful servant, who seemed ready to weep for the joy of kneeling at his feet. Instead, he studied Hermione Granger, who had taken in this interaction with a frown. When she realised that no curse would fly her way, she turned towards Harry, blazing, "Harry, James Potter, do you have any idea how worried I have been after Cedric's return and him babbling something about a graveyard?"