Testing out the new wand

Bellatrix's eyes sparkled with amusement as she watched the shop assistant finish dressing Harry in the humiliating outfit. She seemed to be savoring every moment of his discomfort, her grin growing wider with each passing second. "Now, let's see how well you can handle your new wand," she said, her voice dripping with sadistic pleasure. "Time to test your new wand, Harley. I want to see what kind of magic you can produce with that... unique wand of yours."

She snapped her fingers, and the shop assistant scurried out of the way, looking relieved to be escaping the tense atmosphere. Bellatrix gestured to a nearby shelf, where a small, delicate vase sat.

It turn into an cage

Harry looked at the delicate vase on the shelf, his heart sinking as he realized what Bellatrix wanted him to do. He knew that he couldn't refuse, not if he wanted to avoid further punishment. He took a deep breath and raised his new wand, focusing all of his energy and concentration on the vase.

At first, nothing happened. Harry's hands began to shake, and his heart raced as he felt Bellatrix's eyes boring into him. But then, with a sudden jolt, the vase began to tremble and shake. It lifted slowly into the air, spinning and twirling as if suspended by an invisible thread.

The vase continued to spin and twirl in the air, casting a kaleidoscope of colors onto the walls of the shop. Harry's hands were still shaking, but he managed to keep the vase suspended, as Bellatrix watched him with a cruel grin.

"Very good, Harley. Very good," she said, clapping her hands together. "You're learning to control that wand quite nicely."

But Harry knew that this was just the beginning. He could feel Bellatrix's eyes on him, and he knew that she was planning something else, something more humiliating.