Hermione then produces a black wand from beside her, and begins to play it against Bellatrix’s now engorged clit. Her moans more frequent as she bucks and grinds off the bed in abandon. Her groans becoming louder as the pulsing wand plays against her. Hermione supporting her head tenderly as she watches her reactions, gauging how close she is to orgasm. Abstract signs an experienced Master knows well.