She raised her hand, trying to pull the book down from the shelf, but it was too high up. Her feet lifted, and she stood on her tippy toes, arms stretching up to read for the book that was almost at her touch. Groaning loudly, she fell silent. If she had magic, she could have used a spell. Then an idea flashed in her mind, Mr. Malfoy's note, aiding her to bring the numbing potion while she was immobile.