Stars always seemed to me as something mesmerizing. They give you a sense of scale: the thought of every tiny spark in the starry sky actually being a gigantic ball of gas, flame and fusion is hard to comprehend. For me this is a sense of wonder as pure as it could be.
Take any mundane thing. Take a coffee cup you see every day. Or a compass you bought on a vacation, but obviously, never used.
Do you want some magic? Just go to a kitchen! Cooking is alchemy. More intricate than drawing a Transfiguration Circle and summoning a Donut Demon. To combine sugar, flour, butter, and eggs in a way that they form something sweet and perfect, that's the highest magic I know.