Hermione hesitated for just a second, then a second later the hands of Sister Merope Marvolo lunged out and dragged her bodily into the main space of the scullery. She looked keen to atone for being so careless, in being half-blind, and hoped that Hermione might take her place and stop her being punished for Nature’s transgression against her any further. Hermione looked down shamefully, wringing her hands in her nervousness. She hoped the ruse would give her time to think, for her wand was stowed awkwardly at the back of her waistband and out of easy reach.