He jumped up to the counter. The girl stood motionless, her hands still in the air. She looked at Voldemort in horror and hidden curiosity, and Harry could only hope she’d be wise enough to keep quiet. Voldemort paid no more attention to her than to the random flower on the shelf, but that could change in a heartbeat — Harry didn’t want any unnecessary casualties. He took the tape from the counter and waved it in the air.