The last two days had been spent organizing everything she found. Not cleaning anything really, just categorizing. She’d spent many a time interrupting Professor Lupin to ask if the goblet she found was actually a truth serum multiplier and if the person drinking from it would have to speak the truth (it was but they would only have to be truthful with the next immediate statement) or if the blanket in the parlor was a flying carpet that was banned (it was and Sirius had added that it had a curse on it to suffocate any nonBlacks who dared to use it). 