Hermione walked around the store, scanning the shelves. There were so many objects that after a few minutes it all blurred into one dusty brown mess. The front of the store was much cleaner, the labeled shelves shone from polish and Hermione even noticed a couch and a coffee table for guests. Unfortunately, the displayed objects seemed way less interesting than what she saw at the back of the room. She huffed and turned back. Her search lasted for what could’ve been an hour. There were numerous books that she wanted to take but Hermione restrained herself. She could already see the grin on Draco’s face when he would see her with a pile of books, as expected. Hermione found an old vase with a bird in a cage painted on it. It didn’t particularly appeal to her, but it was beautiful. When she picked it up, she noticed a small black box next to it. It wasn’t even a box because it didn’t have a lid. The whole thing was just a solid rectangle with a small hole on the side. Hermione hesitated before picking it up.