-1Adalbert Waffling stepped out of one of the many fireplaces that were lined up along the back wall of Gringotts's lobby and walked quickly over to one of the counters where there was a free space, looking around nervously. The goblin behind the counter looked up at him and in a deep scratchy voice asked, "What can I do for you?"

"Well, you see, this morning I was awoken by this small brown owl. I was scarred out of my wits for a second. With all of the terrible events that have been happening this week. Those attacks are quite strange don't you think? I mean who is that Grindelwald person anyways?" Adalbert was interrupted by the goblin clearing his throat.

"Please state clearly why you have visited Gringotts. There are many other customers to attend to." The goblin said, annoyed with Adalbert's ranting.

Adalbert sighed, "Very well, the owl was from Gringotts and the letter stated that I needed to come to Gringotts in order to gain possession of a property that was left to me by Noel Elwood." Adalbert explained to the Goblin.

"Name?"

"Adalbert Waffling."

"Ah, I see." The goblin said before suddenly shouting across the hall, "DAGGER!" As soon as the name had been shouted a short and rather fat goblin came hurrying towards them as fast as it's short legs would allow him to. Adalbert watched the progress of the goblin a bit amused, before turning his attention back to the other goblin. "This is Dagger, he will be port keying you to the location of the property and will return you safely when you are satisfied with looking at the estate."

"Superb. Thank you." Adalbert said quickly over his shoulder as he was dragged a way by his hand. Dagger pulled him quickly towards a small desk on the other side of the large hall. When they arrived at the other side the small goblin picked up a large metal ring about thirty centimeters in diameter.

"Hold onto this please." The goblin instructed. As soon as Adalbert took hold of the ring he felt the all too familiar pull at his navel and seconds later he found himself standing outside a large house in the middle of no where.

"This is the estate of the late Noel Elwood." The goblin explained "The closest wizarding contact you would have hear, would be in New Castle, and that is very far away. The land that goes with this house extends as far as your eye can see, and stops somewhere right after that. There are some powerful wards placed on the house, the usual anti-muggle but the land is also unplotable, along with anti-apparating wards. The only way to get to the land is if a portkey is made by the owner, the one we used was left by Noel Elwood, or Floo Powder, which can be opened or closed from inside the house. Would you like to take a look inside?" The goblin asked after he had explained the basics of the ground.

"Sounds brilliant. Lead the way." Adalbert said happily, liking the prospects of gaining ownership of the estate the more he heard about it. It was sure better than the flat he had in Germany. Adalbert looked at he goblin expectantly, waiting for him to lead the way towards the house.

"Maybe you misunderstood me, sir. I can not go into the house, only the one person that the estate was left to can enter the house and that would be you. I will have to wait outside for you."

"Oh." Adalbert said, a bit disappointed he would have to enter the house alone. "Very well, I suppose I will take a quick peak inside and be right back."

"Take your time, sir." The goblin said as it sat down a short tree stump. Adalbert sighed knowing that he would be unable to convince the goblin of going into the house with him. So Adalbert nervously walked towards the front of the large house. Once Adalbert reached the stairs that went up to the wrap around porch, he looked over his shoulder nervously to make sure that Dagger was still sitting there. Only when he saw that the goblin was staring off at the country side contently did Adalbert turn back to the house that was looming up over him.

He stared at the large set of double doors, their red paint pealing back from the wood, as he put his foot onto the first stair. It creaked loudly and Adalbert jumped back from stairs surprised as the noise filled what had been silence. Adalbert huffed. He was being stupid. There was no reason to be so afraid of going into a house that was going to be his. He quickly ran up the stairs and sighed in relief when nothing horrible had happened.

Gaining more confidence now Adalbert turned the door knob on the front door and pushed the door open. A harsh cold draft blew against Adalbert. All he could see inside the doorway was darkness. Gathering all the courage he could muster, Adalbert stepped quickly over the threshold of the door. As soon as he took a few more steps into the darkness though the door quickly shut behind him.

Adalbert panicked and turned around to open the door and leave, but found to his dismay that it was locked. The out of the darkness to his right came a soft voice of a little girl, "Who's there?" Adalbert nearly screamed and backed quickly away from the voice until he ran into something hard.

Another voice, this time the gruff voice of an old man from directly behind Adalbert's head spoke "Who is there!"

The voice of the girl asked the same question "Who's there?" More and more voices began to float out of the darkness.

"Who's there?"

"'ho's 'ere?"

"Who is there?"

"WHO IS THERE?"