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The Narrator 
If only it were as simply as casting a Revealing or Summoning Charm. If only.
Despite these efforts being futile, there were other clues in the glen. Parts of earth where no footprint touched and any trail of hoof and claw veered around...almost as though the patch of ground were protected by a magical barrier and nothing could pass through. This was not the case, however, though there was something that kept the Forest's creatures from treading...
Just then, to the man's dumb luck, a ferret happened to scamper by and with a bit of a screech leaped over a bit of dirt. The grey-brown creature curved its long body around to sniff the earth and suddenly froze, darting away in its next breath and vanishing into the darkness.
Something lay beneath the ground...
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DaniDiNardo There.
That must have been it. Ignoring the disgusting creature that scurried off, the Headmaster set his sights on the ground it sniffed at. Rather than risk a misplaced spell destroying all his hard work, he transfigured himself a shovel and began digging.
In the distance, he thought he could hear the sound of children and it brought a grimace to the man's face. They were here then. He would have to speed this along. If all went according to plan, he wouldn't even need a visit to his office first.
Dig. Dig. Dig.
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The Narrator There was a twist of irony in that nothing grew above or around where it lay when three turns in hand could resurrect the dead.
Six feet under in the cold and damp soil, the small black stone would soon be touch by fresh air for the first time in over a century. All to easy to miss in hasty shoveling, it was the gleam of reflected light that gave away its presence.
All that was left was to pluck it from the soil...
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DaniDiNardo Another dig and he really may have missed the black stone. In the dark, vision was poor enough. He could not have lights give away his position before he was through.
But there it was.
The sudden euphoria that flood his body caused the man to give off a near erratic laugh. There. After all this time. After careful planning. Wasting little time, he reached into the whole he'd dug and fished out the one and only Resurrection Stone.
"Finally.
On the high of his recent discovery, wand drawn, he stormed back to the castle. The funny feeling in the pit of his stomach warned his mask was wearing thin but it no longer mattered. The stone was HIS.
Guess now we know what "Trent" was looking for. Yikes.