This was how we spent the next few days cleaning, restocking, and more cleaning. We would sort through the shelves seeing what could be kept and what would be thrown away. Every once in a while I would find something interesting, an old remembrall or a mini secrecy sensor. I knew that mom wouldn't miss them, so I would pocket them when no one was looking. One day I found something that resembled the pens I’d seen in my muggle friends houses. It was a small cylindrical object that had been stuck in a sealed jar. It had a cap on one end that covered up a triangular tip with a small split down the middle. It was rather pretty, being black and gold, so I decided to keep it and figure out what it was later.