With Adelaide's closing remarks concluded, the members began to disperse and the warmth in her bangle reached a nearly burning degree. Cecily eyed Adelaide who, as was her habit these days, made her way to the room where Hermione's magic was kept. The woman had been doing her own research, had been asking her own careful questions, about what could be done to harvest Hermione's magic. Adelaide had not accepted Cecily's blunt "nothing can be done with it," and was now on her own personal crusade to figure out how to get the woman's magic out of that ruby, how to keep it for herself.