Chapter eight
Harry had the two agents change into some nice grey pants and a shirt then transfigured two of old robes to make them fit. He also had to get rid of the Hogwarts badge. They needed to blend in but also make sure they could keep their guns concealed. The agents got him a wig that would give him brown hair, but they also gave him a fake moustache, he put on sunglasses as well, to hide the colour of his eyes. He used a bit of makeup to cover his scar, when he finished he knew now he wouldn't be recognised. They headed to Diagon Alley, Harry held their arms of the two agents so they could enter the Leaky Cauldron. He kept hold of James and John, just pulled them towards the back of the pub.
'Behind this wall is the entrance,' Harry tapped the bricks in order then stood back, 'Welcome to Diagon Alley,' he grinned at the two agents who looked completely shocked, 'Come on.'
'Damn, hard to believe this is here and none of us knew,' James said.
'Only people like the Prime Minister. I need to go up to Gringotts, that's the bank then to a few shops. If you see anyone in black robes and white masks, they are death eaters. I doubt they will turn up, I can see aurors walking around.'
'Everyone looks tense,' john said.
Harry sighed, 'Yeah,' he led the way up the cobbled street and into Gringotts, the two mi5 agents following, 'Hello Griphook.'
'Mr. Potter, we have been hoping you would drop in, we sent an owl on your birthday asking for you to come in.'
'Um, I never received an owl but I've been in the muggle world. Why did you need to see me?'
'So you can claim your inheritance and the keys to your other vaults.'
Harry sighed, 'Something else the old man never told me, nor anyone else. But how did you recognise me Griphook?'
'Goblins can see through all disguises Mr. Potter, it's so we know who may be trying to rob us. If you would follow me, we will go into one of the offices so you can get the paperwork done.'
'These two men are friends, is it alright for them to join me?'
'If you wish.'
Harry, john and James followed Griphook, 'He's a goblin, I'll explain more later,' Harry whispered.
When they sat down, Griphook placed a thick folder on the table along with three keys, one was gold. Next to the folder he placed a jewelled handled dagger.
'We will need to verify you are Harry James Potter, son of James Charlus Potter and Lily Roselyn Potter. If you will cut your palm and place your hand on top of the folder Mr. Potter.'
Harry saw James and john about to say something, 'It's fine, this is how it's done,' Harry quickly sliced across his palm then placed his hand down on the folder which glowed a bright gold before fading.
'You are Harry James Potter.'
Harry nodded then pulled his hand away, he showed the agents how it was now healed and the blood on the folder was also gone.
'So I have other vaults, is there some way I can access them in the muggle world.
'For a fee we can supply you with a Gringotts money pouch, you insert a key then tell the pouch how much money you want, it will appear in your pouch.'
'Can I ask for muggle money as well as galleons?'
'Yes, but now we must do the paperwork so you can claim the title of Lord Potter of the Most Noble and Ancient House of Potter. You will also claim the title of Lord Black of the Most Noble and Ancient House of Black.'
'I know Sirius left me everything but I thought he was disowned by his parent's.'
'His mother wished to disown him, but Lord Black needed one of his sons to take over for him when he died. At the time Regulus Black had gone missing, Sirius was the oldest son.'
'Okay,' Harry sighed then began signing forms, 'Apart from getting a pouch, is there a document that can let me know exactly what I own and how much I have?'
Griphook snapped his fingers and another folder landed on the desk, he slid it over to Harry. He placed two ring boxes in front of Harry as well.
'Those are the lordship rings Lord Potter, if you do not know much about them I can tell you that they have been enchanted to protect against many spells and poisons. You also use the rings to access any property you now own, all of which are warded.'
Harry opened both boxes, he slipped the Potter ring on first which glowed and resized to his finger, then he slipped the Black ring on which also glowed and resized.
'Wow,' Harry closed his eyes.
'Mr. Potter is fine, he is receiving information from the Black family and the Potter family.'
James and john watched Harry as he sat with his eyes closed and the two rings on his fingers glowed brightly.
'Griphook, there is something dark and dangerous inside Bellatrix Lestrange-nee Black's vault, it needs to be destroyed.'
'You are now head of the Black family, you have access to the vault belonging to Bellatrix Lestrange since she is a wanted criminal.'
'Then we'll get that as soon as we finish here. I do not want to touch anything else, I just need this dark item.'
Harry was anxious to finish, so he worked on the money pouch, he also got another pouch which was warded to his blood, he placed his keys in that so they would always be safe.
After grabbing some money from one of his new vaults, he spotted a pensieve and a lot of vials. He realised that his parent's left him with some memories. He placed the pensieve and vials into a small trunk, spelled it so the contents could not spill or break then shrunk it and placed it in his pocket.
They headed down to the next vault, to Bellatrix Lestrange's vault. Griphook cancelled all the protective charms on the vault then allowed Harry entry. He stared around until he felt a pull, he saw a golden goblet sitting high on a shelf.
Harry levitated himself up, gently picked up the goblet and placed it inside one of the pockets of his robes. He needed to really look at the goblet, but he also didn't want to hang around the magical world for long.
Harry thanked Griphook for all his help then hurried from the bank and straight to the apothecary. He bought books along with a lot of ingredients, now he just hoped he could make the potions and that a non-magical could take them.
James and John could tell that Harry was anxious to be away, they weren't sure why, but they knew he would explain once they got back to Thames house.
James and john followed Harry back to his room, 'Okay, what is going on?' John asked.
Harry took the goblet out of his pocket and sat it on the small table, 'It's full of dark magic, I would say it's one of his soul pieces, it feels the same as the diary did. It has the initials H.H, which could mean Helga Hufflepuff. The old man believed he used a goblet that belonged to her. He left the diary with one of his death eaters, Lucius Malfoy, this was in Bellatrix's vault. She's his worst and most sadistic death eater. They may not know what they were being given but he knew they would protect his items. I need to figure out a way to destroy this, which is a shame, this belonged to Helga Hufflepuff, one of the founders of Hogwarts, so it's over a thousand years old.'
'Damn, I didn't know the magical world was that old,' James said.
'Older actually, but the four founders wanted to teach and protect all magicals, so they built Hogwarts. I had to stab the diary with a basilisk fang, that's a giant poisonous snake that bit me when I was twelve. It left a huge hole in the centre, but I'm not sure what I can use now.'
'Would acid work or something along those lines?' John asked.
'Maybe, it would destroy the cup but it's better than having him live forever. Hermione was going to research all about horcruxes, she has the books, which you can't buy anymore. They belonged to Albus Dumbledore, when he died Hermione summoned them from his office. We had a feeling he would leave us with some extra information.'
'Have you written to your friends yet?' John asked.
'No, I thought of doing it once I finished in Diagon Alley. Damn I wish the magical world would move into the twentieth century, then I could just ring her. Hermione is a muggleborn so she knows how to use things like phones.'
'Why can't you send her a phone then, she could read that you wish to ring her.'
'Electronics won't work around so much magic, but,' Harry's brow furrowed, 'The thing is I did use the patronus charm and the lights in the conference room didn't even flicker. I also used those spells in your training room, again, nothing happened. Maybe because I'm only one person or it could be because I'm not using enough magic to affect electricity. I never blew up my aunt and uncle's television or anything really, so it could mean electrical things will work as long as you limit how much magic you use. Now with Hermione, if she moved away from the Weasley's house and down to the orchard it might work. I'll need to go get a couple of mobile phones.'
'We can supply you with two, they will be restricted so she will not see your number, just your name. We will be able to track her as well that way we can see where she goes when she's looking for another of these soul items.'
'That would help, I just won't tell her she was being tracked. She may have believed Dumbledore was right in tracking me, but she wouldn't like it. Okay, we'll do that and hopefully she may have a way to destroy this that could save such a valuable item.'
'We'll organise that then meet you before dinner.'
'Thanks,' Harry waited until the agents left then took the small trunk out of his pocket, he resized it then carefully removed the pensieve. He had a few hours before dinner so he figured now was as good a time as any to see what memories his parent's had left him. He was anxious and a little scared, but he also wanted to see his parent's in a real memory and not one surrounded in death.
