"What?" Opening the rifts is the last thing on his mind, and the look that Hermione gets says as much even before he shakes his head. "Och, no. Why on Earth would I want to do that?"

He knows that there's been some speculation in regards to that, but personally, the last thing he wants to do was open up a rift and drop a load of demons on everyone's head. No, what he's worried about is completely different - and probably something that's better shown than told. Or at least at first, anyway, and he flicks a glance over towards the flap of the tent.

"Here, help me outside for a moment, will you? If they think you're taking me for some fresh air they'll like as not let it go without giving either of us a hard time. We can have the tea in a wee bit."