It seemed to be his luck today. He finally found someone who was willing to help him yet they could do nothing for him as far as his magic goes. In a way he felt bad because she probably didn’t feel too happy about it either. Brows frowning he looked at her in surprise. “Ask the boot?” He said out loud though he had not intended too. “Sorry.” He muttered gaze wondering to the boot. Ask it what the spell is. How the heck was he supposed to do that?  Looking at her he lets out a slow breath and nods trying to do what she said.<br/><br/>Eyes closing he tried to ask the boot what spell he’d put on it. There was silence in his head. His frown deepened when he asked again. Still nothing. Letting out another breath he asked as calmly as he could in his mind. A glow started to form in his head, slowly growing in intensity. It was a form of tracking spell, it just needed to be refined a bit. He asked how but the boot remained silent. The more he thought the more images started to play around in his mind. The light almost like a guide to something.<br/><br/>His mouth opened and he began to mutter something. The boot glowed a little brighter before lightening considerably. Opening his eyes a smile touched his face. “I did it.” He said not quite believing it. “This is a tracking spell only it’s not direct.” Pausing a moment to try and gather his thoughts he smiled when he finally said; “It should get brighter when we get closer to the person who did this. The further away we go the dimmer it will get until it goes out completely. At that point either you or I will have to do the spell again.” He said feeling a lot better. He knew something, it was small but it was something.