Hermione arrived at the local market. She tried hard to remember the particular stall the old man had emerged from.
People had already started parking, and some stalls where left empty. "Oh Lord, I pray he hasn't left yet." She muttered in worry. She immediately needed to find him but unfortunately, she was just not paying attention while strolling in the market that day.
"Recall something hermione." She urged herself.
The place she saw the bronze bow! Yes. If she remembered clearly, it was close to where she was being accused. Accused? Well now she can't tell anymore.
Hermione hurried her steps towards the direction she recalled just now. And as expected, it was locked. The owner had gone. "Jewelry shop, jewelry shop." She chanted out loud.
With every passing moment with the necklace in her belt, the more terrified she found herself becoming. She had to return it as soon as possible.
