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Harry Potter had done his best to keep his blood under boiling point exploded suddenly, taking his son by his arm and shaking him.
"And not once you thought that you ought to talk to me about all this? Dobby came back from the dead, Aberforth is doing Merlin knows what and your best friend has disappeared for three days and you go crying to your nana like a three years old and sent your dad and Scorpius' dad in the wrong direction?!"

Albus: "I don't know where those kobold mines are! I swear dad! I don't know!".

Draco: "I think I may be able to find the entrance. Don't have time to elaborate, Scorpius is in mortal danger."

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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Albus didn't dare look into Molly's eyes. "We wouldn't have heard the conversation if Scorpius hadn't improved uncle George's ear. He had left one by the bar, said it was there where people would talk about the most forbidden stuff. And one day not long ago, the owner of the tavern, I mean Aberforth, he was washing some glasses, and that was unusual, he had never been too keen  on  cleanliness, see? Well, a very small hooded creature had come from behind the bar and it tooks a seat and we couldn't see his face but Aberforth, Mr Dumbledore I mean... he looked very pleased to see him.
Molly Weasley: "did he mention a name?"
Albus nodded. "He called him "Dobby".

Albus continued his tale: "at first, it was mostly hush hush conversations about smuggling prohibited creatures or stuff to Hogsmead or sometimes inside Hogwarts. They didn't pay us much attention, they probably thought we were too young, stupid teens who had come there for the booze."
Molly at that moment thought that his favourite grand kids should have needed a lot more of a slipper education on his sorry bottom but she sat down and tried to refrain from doing it. Scorpius was missing and Merlin only knew if he was still alive!