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Molly, thinking that Albus had informations too urgent and important, had sent two owls to fetch his parents to come and now the new Burrows kitchen was rather crowded as Draco came along and Ginny's brothers, the twins and Ron insisted of coming too. Albus, head down, fidgeted on his chair, knowing he was now in a lot of troubles for spying in the Hog's head tavern with his uncles ear device.
"So, what did Dobby said?" asked Molly.
Albus Severus whispered: "we haven't heard the whole conversation, gran. But he said that in the depths of the kobold mines, there was a treasure worthy of everything we could wish for. And Mr Dumbledore replied that he had already tried to retrieve one of them 'spheres' but they were well protected by silver sand creatures and he hadn't been able to get one."

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