She picked another one out of the air.  Recessive Veela Traits in Continental Pureblood Families.  She squinted at it a bit because the possibilities of that were endless, but then she decided it was probably not relevant to her situation and sent it back.   The seventh card she read finally seemed promising, as did the eleventh and the nineteenth.  The 21st offered up a sensationalist romance novel and she was about to say no when it occurred to her that maybe it would be a fun read.  "These, please," she said, and the cards flew up, spun in the air as if with delight, and sought out their books.   She couldn't keep a smile of wonder off her face as each card found its book, led the book back to her, and returned to the catalog with smug pleasure.  