The Assembly of the Death Eaters breaks up leaving in all the participants a sense of defeat rather scorching. 

Everyone knows perfectly well that if they fail to establish a connection with the mind of the niece of Drusus Lestrange, so they can check she and proceed with the established plan, all their efforts to regain power will be in vain. 

 More than any other, the old Lestrange is aware of this . He walks up and down the cave for stopping the nervous and looking for a solution. 

 Lucius Malfoy follows him with his eyes, barely concealing the hassle and boredom. "Apparently I have wasted my time with you, Drusus" his bored voice upset even more the other old wizard. 

 The two formidable old companions of many battles in the times that were, facing each other. 

 "I underestimated my niece, do not deny it," Drusus admits reluctantly "It's clear that I taught her well. But her strength is not infinite. We have to continue, I'm sure she will fall." He concludes with an assurance that in his heart he is far from feel. 

 "My time is valuable, Drusus. Do not make me regret to have dedicated to your plan a lot of it. If we do not get results soon, even very short, I'm leaving." He concludes with an icy voice. 

 "We have a deadline. For the success of the plan we must respect it, and we will. There is too much at stake. Ellemir has no escape. " 

 "We'll see," with a final doubtful look, Lucius Malfoy makes another nod with his head, turns his back and heads for the exit. 

 Lestrange remains stationary in the middle of the cave increasingly dark. He understood that his niece is a bone harder than expected, but does not want to surrender. 

He has dedicated a lot of years to this project and does not want to throw in the towel right now, because of that stubborn girl. 

 "You will fall, Ellemir. Oh yes, you will fall! "Exclaims loudly. 

 Then, with renewed determination, he comes out of the cave and disappears into the night.