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The door creaked open, and there sat an old Goblin, with graying hair around his head, wrinkles everywhere and the longest nose Harry had ever seen. As he walked inside, the other goblin left, closing the door with an audible slam. Harry sat in the chair, and the old goblin looked up. He squinted his eyes through his spectacles with a frown on his face. After a few minutes of scrutiny, which made Harry feel incredibly awkward, the goblin finally spoke in the deepest and gruffiest voice he had ever known in his short life, "Hello, Harry Potter. I, am Kragrakk, your account manager. You are late for your appointment."
"Uh, I'm sorry sir, I did not realise I had an appointment, I only came to trade the few pounds I have to some wizarding money, to be honest, I know incredibly little about the wizard's culture." Harry said, nervously.
"Well, this is cause for concern, you magical guardian should have informed you immediately of this case, well no matter, I guess we should begin." Kragrakk responded. "We shall start at the very beginning, since you must understand all to be able to learn. The founder, Godric Gryffindor, Salazar Slytherin, Helga Hufflepuff and Rowena Ravenclaw were the four greatest wizards of their time, having learnt under Merlin himself.
"Once they had finished their tutelage, they begun to think about all the other wizards and witches ou their who have no idea what or who they are, and decided that must change. As a result, they constructed Hogwarts, named by Hufflepuff, and started accepting students, going far and wide. As they taught at the school, something truly sad happened.
"Ravenclaw's husband, Godric's Wife and Salazar's brother were killed by muggles. You see, Hufflepuff had not married at the time, and realised the depth of her friends losses, and so sent them on their way to grieve. During this time, Salazar's wife birthed a young girl, but Salazar was too buried in his grief to care for the child, and asked Hufflepuff to care for it.
"Hufflepuff agreed, and the child was raised a true Hufflepuff, and over time the founders finally forgot their grief, but not after Gryffindor fell into a rage and murdered the entire village of muggles with Salazar at his back. Once they returned to the school, Salazar's daughter was already a 5th year, and her true heritage had yet to be revealed.
"Godric's wife had birthed a son before her untimely death, who was a fourth year at the time, and it turned out Salazar and Godric's children had begun a relationship. This brought the already close as brothers men even closer, so much that they made a blood pact. Unfortunately, As seemed so often to happen, tragedy had struck.
"By this time the founders were an old two hundred years old, and their once prime selves had degraded. One of Salazar's sons, of three, had gone rogue and had begun attacking muggle villages in his grief for his uncle, whom he had never known. Saddened by this, Salazar struck out on his own, to find his son and talk him out of this. Godric attempted to follow, but Salazar promised his brother he would come back, and disappeared. By the time Godric had learnt of his demise, he had already become two hundred and fifty years of age, and the stress of losing his brother killed him.
"During this, Hufflepuff had grown close to Ravenclaw, whose daughter had died long ago and attempted to comfort her. But with all the death and grief in her life, she fell at a bare two hundred and twenty. After all this, Hufflepuff, the youngest of the four, had decided it was finally her time, and set out to stop Salazar's rogue son, but before she was even finished with her room, a siege was launched. Hogwarts was attacked, and she was alone, with all her greatest friends fallen. She fought with true bravery, cunning, wit and loyalty, dying a heroic death, managing to plunge Godric's sword through the Man's heart, as the death curse left his lips.
"Godric's son and Salazar's daughter learned of Hufflepuffs death and were determined to hold up her legacy. They buried her body and hid the sword of Gryffindor in an ancient relic who's name is lost to time, and it is said only he who embraces the four traits may pull it out. To be especially careful, they put an ancient magic that could never be replicated, on all wizards and witches of britain, so that their lines would embrace the traits the truly represented them, even their own line. As a result, when that true heir is born, he will fully and completely accept and embrace those 4 traits, and become Heir Hogwarts.
"Later on, after their death, the descendents of Gryffindor and Slytherin searched far and wide, seeking the relic that would give them the sword. Somewhere along the way, the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw heirs all married into the family, making them Hogwarts in all but name. As time went on, the last heir of the Peverell's, a young girl, married into the family, and since they wanted to keep their privacy, they hid their titles and names in one, and so the House of Poterimus was born. Over time this name changed to Potter, to give it a more modern typing. It was your great great grandfather who changed that name.
"You, Harry Potter, are truly, Hadrian James Poterimus, Heir Hogwarts and Peverell, but of course that is only if the family magic accepts you. To confirm it, you need to take an inheritance test. It is simply taking a drop of blood and pouring it on this special piece of parchment, do you agree?"
"Well, I see no real downsides, so I suppose so…" Harry agreed somewhat reluctantly. Kragrakk smiled a wide, toothy smile that sent slight shivers of fear down Harry's back. He pulled out a wooden bowl similar to the one the teller goblin had. He also pulled out a knife, although this one was much more intricate, with a dragons head at the end of the handel, opening up it's jaw and giving way to the blade as if it's tongue.
Harry carefully slid it along his palm, and the cut healed after several drops fell into the bowl. Kragrakk then pulled out a yellow parchment, that did not seem to have any special qualities about it other than a seemingly small glow, although that could have been a trick of the light. Once the blood was poured on, soaking the parchment it was seemingly absorbed and it glowed a bright red as it slowly wrote down the details of his inheritance.
Hadrian(Harry) James Poterimus(Potter)
Parents: Lily J. Potter(née Evans) and James C. Potter
Notable Ancestors: Ignatius Peverell, Godric Gryffindor, Salazar Slytherin, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw, Phineas N. Black
Magical Core: 250-66.67% Blocked
Magical Abilities:
Parseltongue-Natural
Animagus-Natural(Blocked)
Occlumency-Natural(Partially Blocked)
Legilimency-Partial(Blocked
Magical Resistance-Developed-50%(Imperius-Love Potions-Obliviation)
Seer-Partial
Cḧ 0$-%*
Magic-Pure
Type-Light-Grey
Affinities:
Defense: Natural
Charms: Natural
Transfiguration: Master
Potions: Master
Alchemy: Master
Heir-Potter, Black(2nd), Gryffindor(Locked), Slytherin(Locked), Hufflepuff(Locked), Ravenclaw(Locked), 3M47$(Locked)
"Woah…" Harry had lost his breath at this, to think, he had so many abilities? And what exactly did blocked mean?
Meanwhile, Kragrakk was frowning slightly at the results. Don't get him wrong, he was excited that the young heir had so many abilities and affinities, but the blocked shouldn't be possible. He ran a discrete scan and it proved to all be true. Strange, who would have done such a thing…
"So… what does this all mean?" Harry asked politely, a bit confused by it all. I mean, it's not all the time you find your a Seer, although the rest confused him.
"Well, let's start with titles. You do hold all the titles We suspected, although Black is an unexpected yet welcomed surprise, likely do to your grandmother, Dorea Black. Potter was a given, adn to claim the title of Hogwarts you need to find the sword of Gryffindor. I can't seem to understand this last one, but if it is what I suspect it to be, you must claim Hogwarts before this one.
"The next are magical affinities, which should be obvious enough, it is which magics you are especially suited to. These are only a few of the many subjects, but still… most only have 1, perhaps 2. Not only do you have 5, you have 2 Naturals! Anyone is lucky for simply one, but you truly are an exceptional Wizard!
Next, you magic. The Pure thing is strange, most have some form of tainted magic, no matter what, but somehow. A Unique wizard you truly are, Mr. Potter. Your own magic is Light-Grey, meaning, while your magic is leaning the most towards the grey, a middle ground of Dark and Light, you do have somewhat light magic, allowing you an especial affinity for Light-based magics.
Your abilities are somewhat confusing, but to put it simply, you can talk to snakes, turn into some form of animal, are especially well done at protecting your mind and can see into others, although without an accompanying spell only emotions are going to be the ones you truly feel. The magical resistance is self-explanatory, but this one is strange, We have every known form of magic labeled. I suspect it is connected to the title.
Finally your magical core, your sheer power. And my god's do you have power. Merlin himself was clocked at 1,000, and even the most powerful nowadays are maybe 100. Dumbledore himself was 200, Grindelwald 500 with Voldemort clocking in about 300. You almost rival Voldemort and it is blocked. Truly amazing. If you wish, I can come with a magical healer, who can remove these blocks?"
"Please sir, I have a feeling it might not be good to keep them as such." Harry responded quickly and politely. He was slightly worried on what these might do, his growth was already stunted as it was due to a lack of food and a dark cupboard to sleep in. He could not do so to his magic.
The Goblin called out in some form of growling language, and five minutes later another goblin came in, this one wearing colourful robes, and holding a very tall staff. The goblin had him lay down on the floor and take off his clothes. He blushed, modesty being very strong in him. The goblin took out a strange vial containing a gold liquid, and carefully marked strange drawings all over his body.
Harry suddenly felt very sleepy, and as his eyes closed he felt a strange glow as the goblins gasped in surprise. Suddenly he felt energy coursing through his body, almost painfully. He felt re-energized, awake and alert as a Meerkat. He stood, and suddenly felt wobbly as the ground felt so much farther below him.
"It's incredible, I have never seen such perfect results. I knew that your magic would heal your body, but to such standards as this is unheard of." The giblin called out in awe. Kragrakk couldn't say a word, as he stared up at the young boy who had grown so much, and was radiating power beyond belief.
Suddenly the goblins bowed, and Harry was incredibly uncomfortable. "What are you doing?" he asked nervously, not wanting to offend them.
"Goblins respect power, and you have so much… It is beyond belief. Even Ragnok himself could not rival this." Kragrakk gasped out, practically choking on the raw power being let out by the boy.
Harry suddenly felt dizzy, and was close to teetering off. He closed his eyes to reign in his power, and was simply stunned. Amazing… But he focused once again, and pulled it into the silver ocean. He felt his suddenly organised mind, and decided to explore it for a second, searching through all the strange books. As it got older and older, he noticed the tome's seemed to get darker and darker, but he pulled out of his mind, the time for in-depth exploration was later.
"Mr. Potter, if I may, you may have raw power, but it cannot hope to match the skill and experience of ones such as Dumbledore. To help, I would like to recommend some books, as well as an especially sought after wandmaker." Kragrakk growled, the healer had already left in his awe.
"I guess sir, but I don't know if I have enough gold for all that." Harry responded anxiously, he was still somewhat nervous after all this, but found he could keep his face impassive much easier now, maybe it had something to do with that Occlumency power?
"Ah yes, I almost forgot, we need to check your finances now." Kragrakk responded impatiently as he pulled out another document and waved his hand over it. "According to this, you have 800 millions galleons, which is 3,944,000,000 pounds. Essentially, neither you nor your descendents for generations will never have to worry, and if you would allow me, I can invest. That of course, is only available to the Lord Potter, so you would have to attempt it, although as the Last Potter and truly being the Heir, it should not be a problem. All you must do is try on this ring."
As he said this, he pulled out a red and gold velvet box that was practically shining. He opened it and there stood a gold ring with a bright ruby on top of it. Carved inside the ruby were three words: Audaces Fortuna Iuvat. Harry reached over and plucked it off, examining it. On the underside of the gold ring, were various symbols, all seemingly representing something. He carefully pushed it onto his right hand's ring finger, and with a flash it resized itself onto his own.
"Very good, now, take this paper and get these books as well as go to this wandmaker, it will be very helpful. I also mut give you this, it will work anywhere, even the muggle world. I must also tell you that you may not access more than money and some specifically mentioned objects in your parents will until you reach your 14th Birthday.
"One last thing, your family owned a variety of different houses, to go to Potter Manor you must simply twist the ruby and call out it's name. To go to one of your Cottages, simply call out Potter Cottage. It will take you to one of them. Make sure you remember that." As he said this he pulled out various objects, handing to him a list, as well as a gold card, which he recognized as similar to the muggle ones.
Harry stood up to leave, and the goblin walked over from his desk. He now stood at a proud 5'2, incredibly tall for his age. He shook the goblins hand with a smile, and left the office. People stared at him as the left the bank, intent on finding his needed material.
Goblin Kragrakk-POV
I watched the young boy leave proudly, knowing he would do well. I immediately signed off on the investments I had ready, and got up to go over to Ragnok's office. I was let in by the familiar growling sound of my race and sat in a chair in front of a desk with a goblin older than even my own age.
Ragnok, King of the Goblins, was a proud 200, and had served the goblin bank for 100 years, adn was intent on another 100. As he stared up at Ragnok's imposing sight, the goblin let out a deep and proud growl.
"How is the boy, Kragrakk? Well, I hope, since i felt a gigantic influx of magic even more powerful than my own." Ragnok said, intently staring down at the goblin.
"He is fine, milord, He registered a 750 on the test, his magic is pure, he has an incredible number of affinities, and his abilities are truly powerful." Ragnok said, reminiscing and still in awe of the boy.
"Well, continue to keep watch over the boy, Kragrakk, he may be the key to a revolution, a truly new world, one where all beings are fair." Ragnok ordered, and as Kragrakk left, he thought once again on the influx he felt. If his power continues to grow, We may very well be facing a whole new World."
Normal POV-Harry
Harry turned into flourish and blotts, collecting his books. He had yet to see the Grangers, but considering how long may have been spent in the bank, he thought they may very well have gone home.
He checked all the books of both lists, and went over to the counter, carefully holding the very tall stack of books. Once he had set them on the counter, the man checked them off carefully and reached out for payment. Harry handed over the card and once the books were paid for, the man waved his wand and shrunk them all, and carefully wrapped a leather binding over them all. Harry watched in awe inside, but on the outside he simply stayed calm and impassive. He put them in his pocket and went on his way out. He was heading towards the nearby robe shop when suddenly he felt a presence nearby that did not match the others. He ignored the fact that he had never noticed this ability before and simply looked. There was Kragrakk, running over with a document in hand, fear etched on his face.
"Lord Potter, you must see this quickly, it is incredibly important." Harry found all this odd, from what he saw about the goblins, they would never lead their bank. He took the document, and simply stared, stunned.
Marriage Contract
Between: Lord Kieran Greengrass and Lord Charlus Poterimus(Potter)
Current Subjects: Daphne Greengrass(11) and Hadrian Poterimus(Potter)(11)
Cause: Settle Life Debt, Protect Fortunes
Clauses: Both Subjects MUST remain Virgin. Marriage must occur on the 17th birthday of the Second subject. Neither Family other than the specified subject will touch the others fortunes lest face repercussions before and after time of marriage.
Signed:
Lord Kieran Greengrass
Lord Charlus Potter
Witnesses:
Lady Leto Greengrass
Lady Dorea Black
"What the…" Harry's eyes bulged and slivers of fear entered his doby as he recognized the name of his Grandfather and Grandmother.
"I am sorry Lord Potter, but there is nothing We can do. You must marry Miss Greengrass by your 17th Birthday at the very latest, or risk losing your Fortune and magic, along with the fortune and magic of Miss Greengrass." Kragrakk said, sympathy resounding in his voice.
"But, what if one of us were to… you know…" Harry insinuated, wincing at the crude statement. But the sliver of hope he had fell at the sorrowful face on the goblins face.
"I am sorry, but it is written in blood, meaning magic accepted it, and as such neither of you will be able to do… THAT unless with each other, magic deems it so. I am afraid that you will never be able to break the contract, the only way it ends is if one of you were to die I am afraid." Kragrall simply looked upon him with sympathy.
"I understand, thank you Kragrakk, but I must reflect over all this on my own." Harry responded somewhat blandly as he walked away, Kragrakk simply stared off after the boy. Once Harry reached the robes shop, he walked in and a nearby woman walked up.
"Here for your Hogwarts robes dear? Come on then" SHe lead him to a nearby stool and set him up on it. She began measuring with a tape, writing down the numbers as it whizzed by.
"Actually Ma'am, I need a whole new wardrobe, I have outgrown all my old clothes." Harry responded nervously, worried about what the woman would think. Man, he really needs to work on that, He has been nervous for almost his entire time in the wizarding world.
"Wonderful! This is what I took the job for! I definitely think Emerald green, maybe some silver and gold. Red simply won't do, It would clash too much. You best not get into Gryffindor, young man!. A sapphire blue might work well, with some darker silver linings over it. Definitely. Hmm…" She considered all sorts of different colours, going back and forth.
He finally finished, actually tired from simply standing and sitting as he tried on all sorts of different clothes. Overall, it added up to 500 Galleons, but he left feeling incredibly satisfied. He walked over to the apothecary nearby, adn bought his cauldron along with all the needed ingredients and gloves. He bought the telescope, Vials and scales.
He walked over to the menagerie, excited to finally get a pet. As he walked the shelves, he noticed a nearby area filled with snakes of all different sizes. But then he noticed something strange. A large egg that glowed with power and heat. It was a dark gold with slight greenish tints in some spots. Suddenly, the menagerie worker came up and pointed to the egg.
"Ya want it? I'm not really sure what it is, but if I am right, and if it does hatch for you, you will be one incredibly lucky wizard, not to mention a powerful one at that, considering if I AM right, it only hatches for Wizards of a power level of 600." He said, looking questionably at the young boy. He doubted he was right, since the species he suspected it was had gone extinct.
"I'll take it" He said hesitantly, a little bit wary about the egg. The Man took the egg and put it carefully into a bag. Harry took it, and walked over to the counter, paying for it and nearly walking out before a small white egg also caught his eye. He paid for it as well and finally left the store. He proudly carried the two bags that were feather-light and soft while aso warm for both eggs.
He walked over to the wandmaker recommended by Kragrakk, a dark shop hidden in one corner of the alley. As he stepped in, a bell sounded from inside the shop. A man walked over, and considered him for a second.
"I, am Leonardo, wandmaker extraordinaire. And you, Harry Potter, are truly unique. I have a feeling I know exactly what wand is perfect for you." He walked to the back of his shop, and pulled out a beautiful box, and opened it with a cloud dust as a wand of no match was shown.
"This wand was crafted by one of my ancestors, and while nowadays wandmakers work with only one core and one wood, back then they used two of each. This is the last of those wands, all have since died or lost their power. However, this one remained stubborn, waiting for it's perfect match, and I believe that to be you." Leonardo said, leaving Harry in awe of the potential this had.
What is it made of, sir?" Harry asked, a little proudly at the fact that this might very well be his wand. But then again, could he be wrong? Only one way to find out.
"It is made of Vine and Aspen for wood, not an unusual combination for it's time, but incredibly rare, My own line has barely seen 3 owners of these wands, and its core may be even more unusual. It has Nundu claw and a Graphorns horn as cores, with the blood of both the animals mixed into the wood, allowing for it to settle, and it may very well be the most unique and powerful wand ever sold, so I ask you to use it wisely if it should choose you"
Harry did not know how to respond, and simply took it out, an emerald green twisting around a dark gray, and as he did, it let out a bright flash of magic. He paid the simple 100 Galleons and left the shop, still in shock. With his wand in the holster he had bought as well, his pockets filled with all the supplies, clothes and eggs, he twisted the ruby and whispered Potter Manor.
And with that, after looking at the Manor once, the shock of the day combined with the newly bred shock of looking upon his new house, he fainted dead on the ground. And once he had, a strange creature with long, floppy ears, droopy face, tennis ball eyes and a kimono with the potter crest on it took his hand and teleported him to the master bedroom to sleep.
Welp, that's Diagon Alley! I originally meant to include the Express ride, but I just kept going and going and reached the 4,000 character hit. Next chapter should include the TIme spent at the manor for the rest of the summer, and the express ride, at least most of it. I know the contract thing is a bit overused, but I liked to keep the shock going, and that was one way to do so. Also, it's kinda fun. Review plz!
