Breathing in deeply, she walked towards one of the bookshelves at the back. The pile of notebooks she was searching for supposedly were atop one of its shelves, besides a thin box supposedly containing a wand. A smile broke on her lips as she found them—old and worn, but otherwise exactly like Gellert had described them. Grabbing hold of them, she gently put them in her bag, stopping briefly to look at the wand that she had also been asked to take back.