She wanted to reach out to press the panel that would swing the drawer open. With all of her worries about what Theodore Nott was up to, she thought maybe a little bit of memory loss wouldn't be the worst idea. She knew for a fact that there was still plenty left inside her secret hiding place. And if she ran out, she knew a wretched hag in Knockturn Alley that would gladly provide her with more for the right price.