A/N: So I've been gathering a fair few followers to this story and I am going to apologies to each and every one of you. I was moving house and my internet was switched off. Sorry. I apologize any ways tell me what you think of Chapter 2!
Chapter 2 - Knowledge is power.
Knowledge transfer spell- Transferre Indicio
An obscure spell, originating from Eastern Europe, allowing the caster to transfer knowledge from any written source to the casters mind; it can be used in a wide range of media excluding muggle videos. Knowledge, once it has been transferred, can be used with ease. It was banned from most Magical schools as high numbers of people illegally used the charm to complete many end of year school tests. For more information on the spell upheaval in Magical Britain please turn to page 87.
Harry closed the book and thought intently. An idea formed. Gathering all the books he needed. It was a varied mix of Language books, Martial arts instruction manuals, a book on Wizard Lord etiquette (he figured he needed to know being the lord of two households) and a few of the obscure spell books one of which was on occulmency. It seemed that Sirius's old room held a treasure trove of random books he had collected over the years.
He laid them out in front of him. Slipping his wand form his pocket he waved it over them and repeated the words of the spell. All of them began to glow royal blue colour. Then in an instant his mind filled with all the information.
"Whoa…Head rush" Harry muttered as a dizzy spell over came him. Laying back he was consumed into darkness.
He awoke several hours later. It was dark outside and the moon was shining down into the room. "Master Harry Potter is awake. Would Sir like some dinner" Kreacher asked bowing low. After a while the old elf had grown used to having a regular master within the house and began to serve peacefully. Harry had even grown quite fond of the elf.
"I would love a sandwich please Kreacher"
"As master wishes" The elf bowed and vanished to the kitchen. Harry stood up and stretched grunting in pleasure as his back cracked. Sighing he walked into the kitchen to find Kreacher placing a plate on the now clean table.
"Master Harry the Newspaper arrived while you were sleeping" He said placing it next to the plate. Thanking the aged elf he sat down and began to eat his dinner and unfolded the paper and grimaced at the headline.
HARRY POTTER MISSING FROM MUGGLE RELATIVES!
It has been reported that Harry Potter has not been seen in over a week by his relatives. The Ministry was alerted by Headmaster Dumbledore only yesterday. A ministry spokesperson has commented 'We are looking into this as a simple runaway but it may lead to more if evidence suggests this. We will be exploring all leads including several leads within the bank and within the school to see what this brings up'. This of course begs the question why would Harry Potter, who only a short few weeks ago was proven to be the chosen one, run away? We will bring you any more information as it emerges.
"I knew there was something I was forgetting something" He muttered. He summoned a sheet parchment and a quill and quickly penned his letter.
Dear Headmaster Dumbledore,
I am sorry I neglected to inform you of my plans for the summer but I am now no longer in need of magical education so I will not be returning to Hogwarts for my sixth year. I regret it will mean I will not see my friends for a while but I know we will see each other again.
Yours Sincerely,
Harry James Potter
Lord of the Noble and most ancient house's of Potter and Black.
His eyes grew wide when he read what he had written. Then he smiled; the spell worked. He now knew how to act like a 'proper lord'. "C'est Fantastique" He yelled then clamped a hand over his mouth. French, He had spoken French.
"Wicked…Hedwig" He called to his snowy white owl which flew down the stairs and landed on the table.
"Hey girl, how are you" He asked. She nipped his finger affectionately as he stroked her feathers "Take this to headmaster Dumbledore then come straight back…Okay" She hooted and flew out of the open window. Then a thought struck him. "KREACHER" He called and almost immediately the aged elf appeared.
"Yes master Harry"
"Is the house warded" He asked almost desperately.
"Yes master Harry. Kreacher protects the house with elf word taught my Kreacher's own mother" He replied bowing low.
"Is it stronger than the fidelius Charm" Harry asked.
"Yes. Elf magic is stronger for warding especially when master has ordered the house-elf to protect secrets" Kreacher said.
"Kreacher I order you to keep my secrets no matter what" Harry said. Kreacher smiled showing his bent yellow spiky teeth
"Kreacher will do as master has ordered" then he vanished.
Harry was left alone, to his thoughts. Almost subconsciously he reached into his pocket and pulled out the letter. John! How could he have been so stupid! Forgetting completely about the letter!
But things had changed. He could do so much more. Racking his brain he found what he was looking for; a heritage ritual. All it needed was a drop of blood and the words:
Then it would form a comprehensive family tree with varying coloured lines to mean different things. Red would mean blood related, yellow relation by marriage and blue would mean adopted. The fainter the line the more distant you were related.
Summoning a sheet of parchment then enlarging it he pricked his finger and allowed a drop to fall in the center of it. He then uttered the required words and watched as it grew.
He found he was a distant blood relative of the Malfoy and the Bones family. It then began to draw his parents. First his mum Lilly Evans was connected to him by a red dark line. Then James Potter's name appeared. But the line was blue, a dark blue. Then John Winchesters name appeared with a dark red line connecting the two with two other red lines appearing underneath him.
James Potter wasn't his real father. John Winchester was.