Harry Potter closed his diary. He hadn't been that close to Aberforth as he had been with his brother, or McGonagall but the passing of the last member of the Dumbledore's family had still be a sad news. Now his notary had officially given him a small package from the deceased and a lot of papers to sign.

"Congratulations Mr Potter, the Hog's Head tavern is officially yours now!" said Mr Flinchytoes, the notary, a frail grey man looking like a muggle. "And don't forget your parcel, he insisted on it. I don't know what's inside, but he wanted you to have it at his Death."
Now Harry had opened the parcel and taken a gold instrument small than his palm. 4 arrows were tingling in different directions and Harry didn't have the slightest idea of what he had inherited from Aberforth.

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Good Morning Sprinkles. xx

Fridays riddle answer was - A Penny.
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Yesterdays again in case you missed it.

No two of me are the same, they say.
I am big for some,
And little for others,
Just depending on the place.
Sometimes I am harsh and cold,
Other times soft and sweet.
Some take me for granted,
A few worship me like gold.
In sandy, hot places you will rarely see
Me hanging about the site,
But rather you will find
Me where cool climate is key.

What am I?
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Todays is:-

What English word has three consecutive double letters?

All answers on my back wall please. xx

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