Chapter 183: Pressure from the Deep [bonus]
The instant the scroll opened, a set of coordinates materialized in both their minds.
No process of acquisition. No reading, no decoding. The knowledge simply appeared, as if it had always been there, waiting to be switched on.
No geographic description accompanied it. No mention of which sea, which island.
But they knew. Where to go, what to look for when they arrived. All of it, clear as breathing.
The sensation was familiar. Like the Fidelius Charm. Like 12 Grimmauld Place. Only those permitted to know could know.
And once known, the information carved itself into consciousness. It couldn't be taken. It couldn't be read.
They raised their heads at the same moment and looked at each other.
Regulus understood. This was likely the answer.
The magic he'd been searching for. The thing that made everything he'd learned feel juvenile. The answer to the question Freya had asked him. The final catalyst to ignite Bellatrix.