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Inside the Hog's Head Inn, Wiggings the gnome who had been hiding, climbed on the high seat and helped himself with a fire whiskey, demanding the golden artefact to Aberforth. Dumbledore's brother handed it over with reluctance.
"Why don't you leave it with me? I'd keep it safe. There are more and more sorcerers interested in acquiring it, at all cost."
Wiggings pocketed the artefact.
"Then, be happy that I'm here. The young missus is a walking dead, she just doesn't know it. Within ten years, I'd say."

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