"Right, here. I've marked the proper pages for you." She stuffed an old leather-worn book into his hands and then crossed her arms with an expectant posture. Draco stared at the old thing. From what he could tell it used to have a title, but it was so worn and tattered that only a few letters were visible on the cover. A P and a W were the most easily readable ones. The rest was just smudged.