Hermione has taken up a job at the Inn of mending broken clothes and bedsheets, and knows better than to speak to the ghosts of this world by now. It's been a while since the dead have tormented her, her malaise inherited from the forray into the Ke-Waicai volcano having fades at some point, but the lessons have been learnt.

If she is found near a sealed off well, because curiosity gets the best of her and she's trying to figure out what the hell is haunting this place, she will scramble to sit and pretend to be sewing a tear in a tablecloth as soon as she hears footsteps.

Pester her 2.0.