She put in the combination and opened the safe, the gun was there. She picked it up, feeling the heft in her hands. It had arrived earlier in the week. Viktor had smuggled it in a shipment for Honeyduke’s. From there it was a simple task of using Harry’s cloak and standing by until the crate was delivered to the storage room. She’d waited four and a half hours but the job was done and she was out of there in five minutes.