She had opened an elite club, the Veela Vault, which was the favourite haunt of most of the upper members of Voldemort's regime. Patrons got drunk on bottles worth a thousand galleons and enjoyed a range of sexual entertainments. Lavender took their money and listened. The Order was very, very careful to use the information gathered at the Vault sparingly and delicately. (Profits they spent a little more freely.) A gentle hand with the intelligence meant critical information flowed without suspicion.