Harry potter and the expedition

CHAPTER 1 THE GAME WITH A GOBLIN

Diagon alley , the wizarding part of London , was busy as always. People running to work , or mothers shopping with their children. Shops bustling with customers , in short, a normal day in the magical world and this peace was because of the famed 'boy-who-lived'. The said boy who lived ,Harry potter was sitting in the waiting hall of Gringotts, with none other than esteemed headmaster of Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. He was going through a maelstrom of emotion, profound of which were nervousness , anxiety, hope and excitement . Earlier today when Harry had woken up in the hospital wing after the quirrel incident, headmaster had informed him about the reason for voldemort to target potters . Needless to say, Harry was terrified at first but soon it was replace with disbelief . How in the world voldemort , the darkest of the dark lords , whose name still instils fear in hearts of wizarding people, believed that an year old child will bring his downfall ? And that too based on short and badly written poem!

(headmaster tried to explain what is a Prophesy, but Harry was adamant that it was a poem, a very shoddy one.)

It was utterly ridiculous ! But as soon as the rest of prophecy sank in Harry was gripped by fear.

He had to kill Voldemort.

That was impossible in so many levels.

Voldemort, as Dumbledore had surmised, had Prodigious magical abilities during his school years and was seen by most as the future 'minister for magic'! and after leaving Hogwarts he constantly travelled to far off places to learn very esoteric magics and did some of the very arcane rituals to increase his powers and achieved a 'sort of' immortality(Dumbledore wont tell him how, for now). He was extremely cunning ,devious, evil to the core and power to back it all up, in short, a perfect villain. Not to forget he had a special grudge with Harry.

Now in the other hand , Harry , a mere average boy , with no talent and power whatsoever was destined to stop the hypocritical psycho killer , who wakes up in the morning with an aim to break his previous day's killing record.

To sum it all up things were not looking good on the horizon for Harry Potter.

So they were here at Gringotts for inheritance and talent tests, so that 'you may realise that you are far more talented than you think ' , in headmaster's own words.

Harry was broken out of his reverie when a goblin entered,"Stonejaw is ready to see you , please follow me " he said with a small bow which the headmaster and Harry politely returned and started walking behind the said goblin.

While walking towards their destination, Harry kept looking at the different paintings on the wall. Some depicting goblins in full amour and pointy weapons that he had never seen, some paintings depicted the wars involving goblins and wizards (with lots of dead wizards) and some with gore depiction of punishments carried out by the goblin nation. Not wanting to look at those paintings, harry quickened his pace, catching up with headmaster. He wondered how the goblin history professor would be ? and how much their and wizards history differed and if the goblin kids dosed off in the class or not !. thinking about goblin kids falling off their benches while professor droning on and on caused Harry to snicker ,which he quickly tried to stifle but Dumbledore and the goblin both heard it and had different reactions, Dumbledore smiled with amusement and the goblin just scowled. Harry wanted to break the silence between the 3 of them so blurted before he could stop himself "master griphook do you want to play a game ?" Griphook narrowed his eyes, seeing so, harry hastened to explain "nothing serious, u start with a word and then the next person has to say another word beginning with the last letter of the previous word. Soooo U start !" the goblin said nothing. Harry looked at Dumbledore whose eyes were twinkling merrily and shrugged, but before he could say anything Griphook muttered "wizards". Harry was confused whether he was playing the game or just making a disparaging comment, but decided to risk it and said "society" and looked at Dumbledore who 'hmm'ed and said "yttrium". Seeing the confused look of both he smiled "it's a metal". Griphook gave a nod "mithiril" . Harry had heard about mithril ,so he went along and said "life". And with that the game began in earnest. First harry then Griphook and then Dumbledore.

"Ectoplasm"

"magenta"

"armor"

"rubbish"

"hedgehog"

"Guava"

When goblin threw a qustiong glance at Harry he said "Guava is a fruit, tastes great" smacking his lips for good measure. Griphook gave a shug "auresre"

Now both Dumbledore and harry were puzzled. Harry, due to his upbringing with muggles and Dumbledore due to the fact that 'auresre' meant nothing, even in the goblin nation, as far as he knew.

And he knew a lot.

"what is auresre ?" Harry voiced the question. "it is a fruit, tastes great" Griiphook mimicked Harry ,even the lip smacking part which looked damn scary on the Goblin. Harry knew Griphook didn't believe Harry and narrowed his eyes ,but before he could speak Dumbledore waved his hand and conjured an image of Guava. Harry smiled gratefully at Dumbledore before giving a smug look to Griphook. But before griphook could retort they were near a large oak door with an elegant nameplate citing 'inheritance and talent test' . Giving one last glare to Dumbledore and an intensified one to harry Griphook spoke curtly "master StoneJaw is waiting for you"

"Thanks Griphook, but don't forget our game we will continue it some other time." Harry said with a short bow. And walked inside with a Smiling Dumbledore.

Inside the richly furnished room an old goblin was sitting behind large table flipping through pages of a heavy ledger of some sorts. Harry looked from Dumbledore to the Stonejaw, both of whom were not at all bothered to start the conversation. Dumbledore was busy examining an ugly flower vase, in which only he could be interested in, and Stonejaw hadn't bothered to even look up to his two clients. Harry was fighting an urge to scream as his patience was wearing thin as his two companions were pointedly ignoring each other.

Finally after 6 long minutes and 30 Mississippi's later, harry politely said "mater Stonejaw, I know you are not really reading that big register ,because your eyes are not leaving the third line and Headmaster I know you are really not interested in that door mat !" Dumbledore didn't even blink at this insinuation and merely straightened and looked at harry with Twinkling eyes and the goblin to his credit, slowly closed the ledger and steepled his fingers "ah! The potter heir and Albus Dumbledore please have a seat ,lets get down to business ,shall we ?" "Of course Master Stonejaw", Headmaster replied merrily.

Harry's left eye was twitching with annoyance.

Stonejaw pulled out a parchment and a red quill and slid it towards Harry "mr. Potter, this is blood quill and as the name suggests it will use your blood as ink so please write you full name on this parchment and it will reveal all your inheritances." Harry nodded and wrote 'Harry James Potter' on the parchment and looked up expectantly at the goblin who rolled his eyes and looked pointedly at the Parchment as words formed on the it….

Harry James Potter

Father : James Charles Potter

Mother : Lily Cassandra Evans

Heritage inheritance:

Sole heir to Gryffindor

Ravenclaw

Slytherin (by Conquest)

Peevrell

Potter

Black (by blood adoption)

Dumbledore

Harry's eyes bulged out of the sockets at Dumbledore's name and his head snapped up to see Headmaster's reaction and saw tears in eyes of the most powerful wizard. Slowly he returned his gaze to the parchment hoping for no other surprises.

Fate was not in the mood to grant his wish

Flamel

Harry rubbed his eyes and looked again, yes he was sane. He was related to the flamels too. Shaking his head he continued…

Magical Talent and Inheritance

Core Strength 20% (80% blocked)

Metamormphmagus (blocked)

Multi-animagus (blocked)

Parseltongue

Parselmagic adept (blocked)

Wandless adept (Dormant)

Phoenixei (Dormant)

Phoenix magic adept (Dormant)

Blood magic adept (Dormant)

Ritual magic adept (Dormant)

Transmutation and alchemy adept (Dormant)

Mind magic adept (blocked)

Elemental magic:

Fire (by familiar bond)

Earth (by familiar bond)

Air (Heritage)

Life and Death (by familiar bond)

Storm (by familiar bond)

Mage sense (Dormant)

Mage sight (Dormant)

Druidic magic (Dormant)

Stonejaw's jaw was hanging , Harry didn't understand half the things in the magical talent section but he knew it was not normal and thus he lost another chance to be normal.

Again Harry's left eye twitched in annoyance

Dumbledore examined the parchment "curious, very curious "

Harry looked to Headmaster. Last time he head 'curious' ,he had received the same wand as Voldemorts' and was dreading the answer but asked nonetheless "what is curious" …..

End Chapter 1 THE GAME WITH A GOBLIN

CHAPTER 2 FLAMING TO FLAMELS'