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Harry's eyes lingered on the plague before he was pushed through the door and he turned to confront Griphook. He decided to play everything by ear.

"Griphook," He said with a nod at the goblin he had only met once before "You are my account manager?"

"Ah, Lord Potter-Black-Gryffindor, yes I am your account manager and I have been trying to see you for the past few months since your fourteenth birthday."

"The goblin at the desk said that my guardian tried to waive my emancipation, I live with my muggle relatives so I know that it is impossible for them to tell you anything. I wish to correct the problem, I also am here to visit your curse-breakers and healers, because I believe my magic and my mind has been bound multiple times." The fierce-looking goblin stared at him for a second over the rim of a pair of huge wire glasses.

"Yes, well, that will have to be handled before you speak to me. If you wish to proceed with the emancipation your guardian cannot stop you. But all blocks and binds will need to be removed before we can do the blood test. There are magics that can block you from claiming any older Lordships you might have claim to if we were to do the ritual while you were bound I would be surprised if anything other than your Potter lordship showed." As he finished his explanation, a knock sounded and a trio entered the chambers. With a nod of acknowledgement from Griphook, they started setting up for the ritual. Various stones were placed in a pattern Harry did not recognize, and runes were drawn on the floor in a circular pattern that flared out to an almost star-like shape.

"What exactly will this ritual do?" he asked, cautious in his voice as he eyed the working goblins with curiosity and wariness. Griphook gave a smile that Harry wasn't sure was supposed to be reassuring or threatening.

"It is simple Lord Potter, when the runes are finished you will step to the center and a few runes will be drawn on your body, when finished they will activate and the magic in the stones will power the runes to search for anything harmful in your mind, magic and body. The stones have the power to release your mind from any bindings you have, then it will search out your magic, there is a fail-safe set in the runes where if the bindings are too powerful for the stones to overcome on their own it will pull on your own magic to help dissolve them slowly, so your core has the time to adjust to the wave of magic you will receive. Even though, it will still be very fast-paced and it will be painful as your body adjusts to your new power levels. When that is finished your own magic will be used to heal anything that is wrong with you physically." he eyed Harry for a second.

"I would think that you would grow, your body will fill out, and quite possibly your eyes will be fixed. Old scars may vanish as well, I would not be surprised if the mark on your forehead were to either fade or disappear completely. I feel a dark magic attached to it, that will most likely be removed. Although it most certainly will not be pleasant. Any excess magic that is left in your core after all that will be used to re-power the stones for use in future rituals. You WILL pass out," he cautioned. "but we will be on hand to rouse you after the adjustments are done, we will have an assortment of potions in case you need them." As he finished his explanation the goblins also finished the work for the ritual. "Please disrobe and step into the circle, you may leave your trousers on but your upper body must be bare."

Harry stared wide-eyed for a few seconds before complying. He folded his clothes and placed them on the chair he was abandoning. his trainers and socks joined them, because for some reason he felt he needed to be barefoot. Carefully stepping around the still drying runes he stood in the only bare patch of floor. Immediately the trio of goblins surrounded him and started painting runes all over him. His chest and back bore the largest of the runes while smaller ones encircled them, flowed up his neck and onto his face. Even more spread out his arms, while the size of the runes became smaller, more and more were used to cover the space. When they finished there was nowhere on his exposed flesh that did not have one rune or another. The goblins hurried out of the circle, and as soon as they were passed the runes lit up brightly. He closed his eyes against the flash. At once he felt his magic swirling around him, an ache started in his head, before building. Repressed memories, emotions, and many things started flashing before his eyes. Only a few minutes in Harry's eyes rolled up and his body collapsed.

The goblin's all stared as the runes seemed to get brighter and brighter, until they were all forced to shield their eyes. When the light faded Griphook's jaw became slack at the sight before him. Gone was the malnourished and broken figure that used to be Harry Potter. In his place was a young man that looked to be about 5' 6", his hair had grown out to reach his shoulders and was streaked will his mother's red, his slight muscles were now well defined and his body had filled out, no longer showing his ribs. Harry's form started twitching. and as Griphook leaned over to look closer there was a blood curdling scream as black smoke rose from Harry's forehead, his famous scar fading to near nothing as the smoke curled and vanished with a final shriek. Another flash of golden light filled the room and each goblin again flinched and covered their eyes.

Slowly Griphook reached out to shake Harry's shoulder. Just as his hand made contact, Harry's green eyes now ringed in silver and with small flecks of gold flashed open. Their gazes locked for less than a second before the green eyes rolled back and his body finally relaxed. Quickly the runic circle was cleared, the stones taken away, and a bed brought in for the young man to rest on. Ushering everyone out Griphook sat at his desk, interlaced his fingers, and stared at the enigma that was his client, waiting for him to wake.

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