She gave it her best effort though, no matter her wonderment at the crushing bulk of them all. The first part of the task was in sending out the small (large) spider that she had acquired (stolen) from the back of a decrepit Familiar Shop in Diagon; the windows all blown out and howling cats intermingled with shelves topped by owls that looked too old to ever leave their perches. In that back of that store, that pit of animal despair, she had found one of the few things that would ever make her break her rules.