"Oh damn! Looks like I broke this one too! None of my toys last! Oh well, as Mum used to say, get rid of broken stuff. It's a bad omen to keep broken stuff. Hmmmm, where to put you... I know, let's get you ready for the Next Great Adventure!" finished Hermione as she got an idea. She chucked the Daily Prophet in her hands and lifted the potions master with a wave of her hand and levitated him behind her as she moved him to her laboratory of sorts.