The Magnitude of the Issue<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lavender and her uncle had arrived at Godric’s Hallow right behind the Grangers. They’d actually driven the same taxi as they had in Albania, with a quick paint job, having shrunken it right before they departed from the beach. It was a lot less flashy then many of the cars in Q’s motor pool for double oh agents. Lavender had been able to see it for the first time upon their return to Britain.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
This was the last portion of the Summer’s mission, added on after the Vatican had provided the additional information. The Vatican hated horcruxes and had insisted beginning to track down them immediately. Unfortunately the information that they were able to obtain was not enough to get the locus of more than the one that resided in the scar of Lavender’s friend. Fortunately, with the right spell, more information could be given during the exorcism of that part. It would be just a snapshot though, and not the most accurate one.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lavender had to watch closely the exorcism that drove the horcrux from Harry’s forehead. She couldn’t pay attention to what was said, instead she had to be ready to cast her spell as close as possible to when the horcrux separated from Harry. Fortunately the spell would have no influence on the exorcism.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lavender locked her eyes on the scar, and suddenly it burst open as if it was a pimple that had been popped. Instead of puss, however, there was thick stream of black smoke streaming from it. The smoke dipped and tried to enter Harry’s mouth, but he kept it closed. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
The smoke now shot up, and hit something a good three feet above him. The smoke said, “You have no power over Lord Voldemort! You are pitiful muggles who have no understanding of magic.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lavender cast the spell, “Quid est pars animae!” A circle of light appeared above the crystal with Voldemort’s wraith trapped in it, first glowing white, then deepening to red, the same shade of red as the gem that the wraith was compressed to. The circle started to become a polygon, settling on a heptagon. The top pointed towards Harry, and the others pointed in other directions. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lavender held the spell tight, as her uncle sketched the directions of the points on piece of poster board below the circle. She couldn’t hold the spell long though. It was long enough. The spell dropped and the circle disappeared as the last whisp of the fragment of Voldemort disappeared in white wisps of smoke.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
As the spell ended, Lavender found herself releasing her breath explosively. “Did you get the points, Uncle Charlie?” she asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“Yes,” her uncle replied. “The cone of error is not bad for the angle, though it gets worse at larger distances. The closest seems to be 81 miles to the south south west. Then there is 165 miles to the east south east \u2026 almost a direct bearing to the Tower of London.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“Closer to Diagon Alley,” Lavender said. “But I think we should do our discussion later, uncle. This isn’t exactly a secure place.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“Right,” Charlie said. “I believe we’ve got an episcopal ordination to attend as soon as this exorcism is over. I may have put up wards to prevent the Fat Friar from leaving early.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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