It took around two months of constant reading just to get through half the books in his mother's trunk; it seemed that magic allowed things to be bigger on the inside and defy physics. Then again it was magic.
Harry now understood the potential chakra held, but also its limitations, as it was more focused upon combat than anything else, but the various bloodlines recorded fascinated him. Each was almost tailor made to suit a situation, like the Yamanakas being interrogation specialists due to their mind reading and control jutsu. Although he was both very pleased and annoyed with his own bloodlines: the Sharingan would be very useful for learning and fighting, but he doubted he would be able to find someone who used chakra within England. The Uzumaki bloodline of vitality and extra chakra was why he was so good at martial arts and sports, but it was going to make controlling things difficult. However he had read the parts about wizarding and shinobi etiquette, as he had resolved he would visit Gringotts as soon as he was able. He didn't want to be a puppet for anyone unless he consented, and even then it would only be a short period of time.
Thankfully he was going to be able to get to the wizarding bank within the fortnight, as he had to go to London weekend after next for an interview for a music scholarship. All he had to do was convince his uncle to let him catch the train there and back, and say he was going to be there longer than he actually was. He would tell them at dinner.
"Uncle?" He started tentatively.
"What is it, boy?" Vernon was facing away from him, watching the television.
"Ah, weekend after this one, I need to go into London for a musical scholarship interview. And it's going to be really long, so I was wondering if I could just catch the train there and back," Harry knew that the mentioning of it being really long would make Vernon try and not to come along.
"Why would anyone want to even bother with a scholarship for a freak like you!" Dudley said, not waiting for an answer as he shoved more food into his mouth. Harry didn't bother to reply; Vernon and Petunia didn't mind Harry getting a music scholarship because Dudley wasn't even doing music. They were of the mind that if Dudley was doing it, then he would definitely outshine Harry, but as he wasn't they didn't bother and said it was a subject for freaks.
"Whatever, how much money will you need?" Vernon obviously didn't really care and wanted to get back to watching his show, but Harry didn't mind.
"$20" Harry answered shortly, received the money, and went upstairs to his room. Now he could focus on trying to unlock his chakra.
Next weekend he was picked up by his music teacher, Mrs. Loneston, outside of Number 4 to be driven to the train station, and he saw the glare she gave the house as she pulled up.
"Harry! I take it you're ready?" She asked as he moved around the back to put his violin in the boot.
"Yes, Mrs. Loneston, I must admit, I am rather nervous," he replied once he was actually in the car.
"Well for those here today you shall be competing for a musical scholarship at Oxford University. My name is Professor Tantree, and you shall be performing a number of pieces in front of myself, a panel of judges, and the other competitors," said a middle-aged man standing on stage with a tweed jacket.
Harry walked out of the hall where the musical scholarship examinations were being held along with all but one of their number, that one being the winner. To be honest, Harry didn't actually expect to win. He may be a prodigy, but when it came to music everyone who had gathered was the same, and they were all quite a bit older than him. So, not too disheartened, Harry set of towards the location that supposedly held the Leaky Cauldron, making a slight detour along the way to Henge himself into a boy of around the same age, but completely different appearance.
Walking through the door to the inn, he remembered that the door to Daigon Alley was through a brick archway behind said inn, and that apparently Tom, the barman was always willing to help.
"Are you Tom the barman?" he said, face peering just over the height of the bar.
"Yes I am, now what can I do for you good child?" He grinned in amusement.
"I need to get to the Alley, my parents are there," Harry felt mildly annoyed at acting like such a small child as he followed Tom, but forgot it when the archway opened. Tom bid him a good day and returned to the bar, leaving Harry to wander freely. He saw the great white marble building ahead, which fit the description of Gringotts that his mother had in her diaries. And knowing that if he looked at the other shops he would be wasting time until he could get some money, he moved straight for it. He glanced at the goblin standing outside curiously, but moved through the bronze doors into a short, but grand hallway, which ended in a pair of great silver doors. As he moved closer he could see inscriptions upon the doors, and as he moved closer, read them.
Enter, Stranger, but take heed
Of what awaits the sin of greed,
For those who take, but do not earn,
Must pay most dearly in their turn,
So if you seek beneath our floors
A treasure that was never yours,
Thief, you have been warned, beware
Of finding more than treasure there
'What a nice message! But it does speak of the security of this place, then again, I doubt they have ever had to deal with a shinobi,' Harry thought as a pair of goblins bowed him through the doors. Harry moved towards one of the open counters.
"May your gold flow smoothly and your axe be ever sharp," he greeted, the goblin who looked mildly astonished that a wizard was showing him courtesy, before he replied.
"And may your riches pile up and your blade be victorious. What can I do for you?"
"I need to take an inheritance and magical skills and abilities test, I would also wish to take a test to see if I have any blocks on me, however I only have a few hours, so can I do them now, or do you wish for me to come back later?" Harry said, stunning the goblin once more that he didn't just demand for the test to take place immediately then raise a fuss when he found out it took longer than he expected.
"Do you wish for this to be a public or private matter?" The goblin replied.
"Private, as there are some things which I am sure could startle some and upset the delicate balance of politics," Harry replied, making the goblin smile thinly.
"Very well, let us be off to see Carkdul, then, as he is the branch manager for Diagon Alley, and we shall be conducting the testing in a private room. You should be thankful you said it was a private matter, otherwise it might have taken weeks to set up," The goblin said, putting a notice up on his station and moving off, beckoning Harry to follow.
A few minutes later they had come to the office of Carkdul, and along the way Harry realized from the lack of ornamentation, that although the front was comfortable and luxurious, the majority of the building wasn't. The goblin, whose name he had learned was Skythundr, bowed as he entered the room before accompanying Harry inside.
"What is it Skythundr?" Carkdul said as he was going through what looked to be reports from other branches of Gringotts.
"This client wishes to take a private tests for inheritance, Magical skills and abilities, and magical blocks or impediments," Skythundr replied succinctly, gesturing to Harry, who had released the Henge just before following Skythundr from the main hall.
"Very well then, you can use revelation room 3C," Carkdul said as he moved onto the next pile of paperwork. And with that the two of them left, moving down a different set of corridors, before going into a room that had iron bolts on the inside of the door. Harry presumed it was hold magical power released within the room.
"As you can see, this place is very secure, as some of the rituals can be rather explosive, thankfully none that you are undergoing today are," Skythrundr said, before turning to a table in the corner of the room, where a vial and a piece of parchment sat innocently. Harry followed, avoiding the rune circle in the middle of the floor. He watched silently as he poured the contents of the vial onto the parchment and stained the upper half of it, he then turned to Harry and produced a small knife.
"We need 5 droplets of blood on the stained area, it doesn't matter where the blood comes from, but hand or wrist typically work the best," he smiled in a feral manner. In response Harry just raised his eyebrow, before taking the knife and slicing quickly across his palm and holding the bleeding cut over the parchment while pulling a piece of medical tape from on of his pockets. Preparation is key to the success of a shinobi while on a mission. Skythundr turned away and put the piece of parchment on the table for later.
"Now that that is over, it is time for the magical skills and abilities test. Please step into the center of the rune circle," the goblin waited until Harry had done so, before telling to sit down and focus on his magic. He was very clear that Harry was not to use his magic, just focus on it. He then activated the rune circle, causing the runes to glow red slightly, not that Harry noticed as he had gone into a meditation mode to focus upon his magic and his eyes were closed. All of a sudden, various quadrant and runes in the circle began to flash different colors, almost too fast for Skythundr to note down, but he managed. Within a few minutes of scanning his magic, the rune showed that it had given all information of worth and the circle flashed red once before the light dimmed. After telling a messenger that was stationed outside to go give the results of the examination to one of the Inheritance Archive Goblins, he shook Harry back into the real world.
"While we are waiting for your results to become apparent in that test, it is time for us to do the final test. For this we shall be going to the mini-hospital ward that we created for the task, and get one of our mental viewers and transcribers to look at you," he said, beginning the walk to the ward.
"So when are we going to go over the results of the tests?" Harry asked, deciding that with what he had read and experienced so far, he would trust the goblins. For now.
"We shall get them at the end of this final test. It will be easier to go through it once, rather than in bits and pieces. We are also retrieving the original copies of both of your parents wills, as we have come to believe that something has gone wrong within the system. As such it will be easier when we have all the data in front of us," Skythundr said as they walked into the ward. A goblin, dressed in a black robe greeted them.
"Greetings, I am the one who shall be viewing the blocks upon your mind. I am called Durak." He didn't sound particularly pleased to be here.
"May your coffers overflow with riches," Harry greeted shortly, but courteously. He was then directed to lie down on a nearby bench, and then Durak put one of his hands upon his forehead, and all went black.
He woke up 2 hours later, to the sound of rather angry arguments. It seemed to about blocks, inheritance and thievery.
"Ah, you are up Mr. Potter," one of the goblins said, causing the rest of them to silence.
"Indeed, what has happened?" Harry asked, seeing a lot of angry faces amongst the six or seven goblins present, one being Skythundr, and another being Carkdul.
"We have discovered a gross miscarriage of justice, and also due to the results of your tests, this has increased further," Carkdul stated.
"What are my results?" Harry was both apprehensive and excited at Carkdul's words. The goblins handed them over wordlessly with the inheritance test being on top.
Harry James Kakashi Potter
Age: 9
Heir to the House of Gryffindor
Heir to the House of Ravenclaw
Heir to the Uzumaki Clan
Heir to the Uchiha Clan
Heir to the Potter Family
Heir the Evans Family
Possessor of all current monies, artifacts, titles and estates of aforementioned families, households and clans. May press for possession of these families
The House of Slytherin
House of Gryffindor-Ownership
Gryffindor Manor
Training grounds in Scotland
20% of Hogwarts Castle
Around 350 relics/tomes, including the Sword of Godric Gryffindor
9, 382,457 Galleons, 16 Sickles, 23 Knuts
House of Ravenclaw- Ownership
Ravenclaw Castle
20% of Hogwarts Castle
Around 800 relics/tomes, including the Diadem of Ravenclaw (missing)
24% ownership of The Daily Prophet
5, 574, 823 Galleons, 13 Sickles, 4 Knuts
Uzumaki Clan-Ownership
Hidden Hideout-Wales
All Jutsus, relics and tomes (around 850)
Hidden Village of Konoha (Forbidden Nation)
Bloodline of Vitality
Chakra User
976, 309 Galleons, 8 Sickles, 25 Knuts
Uchiha Clan-Ownership
Hidden Fortress- Scotland
All Jutsus, relics and tomes (around 1000)
Hidden Village of Konoha (Forbidden Nation)
Bloodline of the Sharingan
Chakra User
2, 523, 795 Galleons, 3 Sickles, 2 Knuts
Potter Family- Ownership
Potter Manor
Around 300 relics/tomes
18% ownership of Quality Quidditch Supplies
Private Quidditch training grounds (rented out)
Godric's Hollow
534, 298 Galleons, 7 Sickles, 19 Knuts
Evans Family-Ownership
Number 4, Privet Drive, Surrey
Around 200 relics/tomes
12% ownership Eyelops Owl Emporium
22, 297 Galleons, 16 Sickles, 7 Knuts
Able to become a full adult and accept all titles, monies and entitlements at the age of thirteen if Heir chooses emancipation.
Harry looked up.
"Holy shit!" he blurted out. Half of the goblins almost burst out laughing at the look on his face.
"A crude choice of words, but ones that I imagine, explain the extent of your shock quite clearly," Carkdul, said, grinning slightly.
"Wait, so all of this is mine, but I can't access it until I'm thirteen?" Harry asked.
"Oh no, you can access it, you would just need the consent of the guardian of the vaults, which in this case is Albus Dumbledore. However, due to recent findings we have discarded this rule for you. You shall have full access with three of the vaults, while the others will remain limited. You shall visit those three vaults immediately after this. So it is your choice of which you are willing to choose Mr. Potter," Carkdul said, his head dropping slightly as they spoke of Albus Dumbledore.
"Okay, so what are these recent findings?" Harry knew it would be bad, but he needed to know just how bad.
"Albus Dumbledore has been abusing his right as the guardian of your vault Mr. Potter. He has been taking money from the vault and although we thought he was spending it on your upkeep, it was not so. He has been giving annual sums to the Dursleys, and oddly enough, to the Weasley family. We have updated the authorized entrees of your vaults to make sure that he can't access them anymore and withdrawn the same amount from his own. Thankfully he was never aware of most of the vaults that you possess, otherwise locking him out would have taken a lot longer and be a lot harder." Skythundr said, glaring past Harry.
Harry put his Inheritance sheet to one side and looked at his magical abilities and skills test results
Harry James Kakashi Potter
The Magical Skills and Abilities that are evident are:
Parseltongue
Chakra Usage
Elemental: Fire, Wind and Lightning
Eidetic Memory (Partially blocked)
Sharingan
Vitality of Chakra
Natural Transfiguration (Blocked)
Potential Animagus (Blocked)
Affinity for Wind or Fire Creatures
Magical Core Level: 850 out of 1000 (Blocked)
Occlumency (Blocked)
"Well that wasn't as bad I had expected, he left my shinobi side alone, probably because he didn't know of it," Harry said, going over the results several times.
"Yes, although we will need to remove those blocks sometime in future, otherwise you will be unable to do almost any magic at all," Carkdul said, eyes flashing dangerously.
Harry James Kakashi Potter
Magical Skills and Abilities that are blocked:
Eidetic Memory (Minor Block)
Natural Transfiguration (Completely Blocked)
Potential Animagus (Completely Blocked)
Magical Core Level: 850 out of 100 (Completely Blocked)
Occlumency (Completely Blocked)
"Well these shouldn't be too difficult to get rid of, as they are all mind or magical based. If they stunted your physical growth, then that would be more difficult," Durak said.
"Well then, what do you suggest I take as my course of action?" Harry said, finding their advice to have been invaluable so far.
"We have set up an account manager for you, his name is Griphook, and you must meet him at least once every two months, or exchange correspondence. As for your actions, I suggest that you return to the Dursleys, act ignorant, but start arranging things behind the scenes. Visit your estates. I would suggest living in them, but Dumbledore would be able to learn of it and anticipate his next move unless you disappear of the radar entirely," Carkdul said.
'Hm, well I have chosen the three vaults I wish to visit and I am leaning towards the first option of acting ignorant. I wish to see how far I can go in the Muggle world before attending Hogwarts, however to do that I will need to get away from the Dursleys, which means either escaping and starting anew, or getting them thrown into prison for child abuse." Harry replied, knowing what he had to do.
"Which vaults do you wish to visit?" Skythundr said, motioning for a messenger to receive his next message.
"The vault of Ravenclaw and those of the Uchiha and Uzumaki clans," Harry said, sending the messenger off on his next journey.
Soon they were whizzing their way down to the three vaults, and Harry decided along the way that the journey on the cart down to the vaults was much better than what any Muggle rollercoaster looked like.
"This is our first vault, Vault 362, belonging to the Uzumaki Clan, as they settled in Britain after the remnants of the Uchiha Clan did, which is also why the Potter family name has a lot more entitlement than that of the Evans. This vault is password protected, and as such you will need to know the password before you even attempt to open the vault," Carkdul said, preparing to re-enter the cart before Harry stopped him.
"My mother learned the password a few days before she was murdered by Voldemort, as such, I can access the vault," Harry then stepped forward in front of the vault door.
"Uzushiogakure." The vault door unsealed itself temporarily, allowing access to Harry, who turned asked the goblins if they wished to enter with him. After he heard their declinations, he turned and strode into the vault alone.
The first things that Harry saw was a pedestal with a orange and blue covering, and on top of the pedestal sat a katana with a pair of wakizashi, but before the sheathed blades stood a rather battered leather bound book. Realizing the book was of greater importance; he decided to open it first and flipped through to the final entry.
Date 1694, 3rd Day of September
I was reading at the library this morn, when another flashback happened, the longest so far. This one comprised of most of the mission in attempting to capture Sasuke after my training with Jiraiya. I have a feeling that I shall die soon, as ever since I came to this land with Itachi, I have begun to feel my age bearing down. I remember when the war was over with Madara and Obito having been defeated, but no one realized that we had essentially lost; the Elemental Nations had been destroyed to the point where it was uninhabitable. All that remained died, only Sasuke lives, bound by the power of his Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan. However, I can die peacefully; the Uzumaki and Uchiha clan lives on in the people of this land England, and Itachi will remain due to his Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan, and pass on the discipline of the shinobi to future generations. However, I have decided that I do not wish to pass from this life yet, as I need to pass on my nindo to future generations, so that they may not fall into the traps that so many before us did. As such, with the use of powerful Fuuinjutsu, Itachi has acquiesced to seal me within my mother's katana. Thus my personality and spirit will remain in the katana and I shall be able to communicate with my wielder.
Uzumaki-Namikaze Naruto
Harry looked towards the sword, eyes widening at the thought of a sword being capable of containing a soul. He then shut the diary and put it back in its place on the pedestal, before picking the katana reverently. All of a sudden he felt a small draw on his chakra, and then it seemed to solidify, as if being one half of a bridge. He felt his eyes rolling up in their sockets sharply and he blacked out, collapsing to the floor rather ungracefully.
Harry opened his eyes to find himself in what seemed to be void room of pure black. He stood up hesitantly, wondering if there was a specific way he had to go, and if there was a way to go at all. Suddenly his face lit up as a beam of bright orange light zigzagged its way across the floor before stopping just in front of his feet. The beam pulsed from him out along its path, implying that he was to follow. As he had no other indication of what to do, Harry did so. After a few minutes of following the lights with the only sound being the soft taps of his footsteps. All of a sudden he stepped into what seemed to be an infinitely vast space, and in the center were two great orbs.
The left orb was the larger of the two, and was bright blue, although streaks of red, white and yellow occasionally launched their colors across the outside of the orb. The orb on the right was definitely smaller, but not by a large degree, and under the web of glowing chains surrounding it Harry was able to make out the pure white color of what he presumed was his magic. However what caught his attention was the figure of a young man, barely twenty if he had to judge at a glance, kneeling in between both of the glowing orbs. He was illuminated by both orbs, but yet at the same time a dull red glow seemed to shine from within the man himself. The man's head rose, his mane of golden spikes swaying slightly as he turned to address Harry.
"Hello, Harry, as you might have guessed, I am Uzumaki-Namikaze Naruto, or is it Naruto Uzumaki-Namikaze? Never mind. But it appears from what you have learnt of your mother's gathered knowledge that I am your descendant from around 500 years ago," said the newly introduced Naruto. Harry's jaw, rather understandably, dropped open.
"You're saying that you are Naruto Uzumaki-Namikaze, the legendary Sixth Hokage of Konohagakure no Sato? But you're around five hundred years old, and you look like you're nineteen!" Harry couldn't contain his disbelief at the man's claims. Naruto grinned, the reaction bringing back memories of his own occasional reactions during his youth.
"Although physically my body is now five hundred years old and has wasted away, mentally I can perceive myself to be whatever age I wish to be. The reason I am able to do this is that me being sealed into the sword granted a slight hint of sentience to it, which was my consciousness, and I have accepted you as my wielder, as such there is now a mental bond between our two minds. This brings me to where we are; we are within your mindscape," Naruto explained, taking pity on the obvious confusion that Harry felt.
"So in a way this is a mental interpretation of my consciousness, and that is your mental interpretation of your mental being," Harry replied, understanding the concept.
"Yes, now I am going to look through your memories, so if you have anything that is private and you don't want me to see, you might want to erect barriers around those so I know not to breach them," Naruto said, waiting as harry considered his past before he replied.
"No, I can't think of anything overly embarrassing," Harry replied as he tried to account for everything.
"Okay, well that means I will be viewing everything in order. Oh, before I forget, I need to mention this: When I said all your memories, I meant all of them, including the ones you can't remember due to being very young. As such this might bring back repressed memories, which can be traumatic. So I can either block off a part of your consciousness using your chakra supply, or we can decide not to do that, and although it might be traumatic, it will give you a true sense of what your parents were really like," Naruto said, already anticipating Harry's choice.
"Let's do it."