Gringotts Carts
Harry woke up on the floor with Minerva and Parrthunax staring him. He sat up a bit too fast and his head started to swim.
"What happened?" He asked. Minerva responded first. "Well, I assume you were so shocked that you feinted." He had feinted from shock, though he really shouldn't be surprised, finding out that you technically owned and entire school could be shocking. He wrapped his head around the idea. "Parrthunax, I would like to go visit all of my vaults now."
"Young Harry, there are a few things you must do first. Gringotts has a ritual for the claiming of family names and the claiming of signet rings." Harry cocked his head to one side, not comprehending what the old Goblin meant. "Mr. Potter a drop of your blood is required on each of the signet ring. If you are indeed the heir the ring will glow and magically size to fit your finger if not, then nothing will happen. Are you ready to claim your titles?" Harry nodded his head in assent.
Parrthunax snapped his fingers and eight small boxes appeared. A box for each family: Potter, Evans, Slytherin, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, Peverill, and McGonagall. Parrthunax pulled out the McGonagall ring first, Harry put the ring on his right hand and pricked his left thumb and placed in on the jewel. The ring glowed a bright yellow and fit to his finger. He took it off and placed it to his right, next he took out the Evans ring. It reacted the same way but it glowed bright purple. Next was the Potter ring, it too glowed but this was a light red. Slytherin's ring glowed a deep emerald green. The Peverill's ring glowed silver. Hufflepuff's ring glowed gold. Ravenclaw's ring glowed sapphire blue. And last Gryffindor's ring glowed a deep blood red. The rings merged into one ring so each signet would show when called upon, which was much easier than wearing eight rings. Currently the ring was set to the Potter Signet. He really was the Heir to eight great lines, five of which were once thought dead. Harry was ready to face his new future which waited for him at the other end of a Gringotts cart ride.
Harry, Minerva, and Parrthunax stepped into one of the little carts. "Lord Potter, to which vault would you like to go first?" Parrthunax asked. "Well how many do I have?"
"You have the Hogwarts vault, then one for each of the founders with their personal possessions and one with all of their money. You have the Potter money vault, the Potter heirlooms vault, your trust vault, and the vaults on other continents. Then you have the Evans and Peverill vault equivalents of the Potter Vaults. And then the McGonagall vaults which lovely Minerva will tell you about later, I'm sure."
"Well, I guess I want to visit the Hogwarts vault first" Stated Harry.
Parrthunax put his hand on the front of the cart and directed the cart towards the Hogwarts vault all the way down at the bottom of the caverns. They went deeper than the five original vaults guarded by the dragon. All the twisting and turning was starting to get to Harry's stomach, but finally the cart started to slow down. The cart came to a stop, and in front of Harry was a door with the Hogwarts crest on it. A Raven, a snake, a griffin, and a badger awoke once Harry got within the ward boundary; both Minerva and Parrthunax were stuck outside of the ward as they were not the heir.
The animals spoke as one "Halt youngling, what is your name and your purpose?"
"My name is Hadrian James Potter-Evans-McGonagall-Peverill-Slytherin-Hufflepuff-Ravenclaw-Gryffindor. And I have come to review the Hogwarts vault."
"It has been a long time since one has been able to lay claim to such power. We have frozen time outside the boundary so that you may review at your leisure. We will talk to you inside the vault and tell you what you must know about the castle."
The doors opened and Harry walked inside, his jaw agape in wonder. The doors closed and Harry was surrounded by a thousand years of history. Paintings were everywhere, books piled as high as the eye could see. All of this was his. The four mental presences of the founders gave him a minute to absorb everything.
"Harry, with the return of the Heir the castle will be impregnable whenever you need her to be. Hogwarts can host the entire Wizarding nation of Great Britain during a time of war. You alone have control over the wards, and many have been tampered with over the 500 years since there has been and heir. There are meant to be gardens everywhere and horses roaming her open pastures. The Giant Squid in the Black Lake will bend to your every whim; she was especially fond of Godric and will no doubt love you too since your blood bond is the strongest with him. The Dark Forest will need to be purged of all dark creatures, and once the wards are back in place they will be forced out. We now have something to show you."
Harry looked around and as he looked straight in front of him he saw four figures appear. The ghosts of the founders. Harry knelt down in reverence; this was the very last thing that he had expected. "Rise Hadrian" they said. Harry stood up and looked at each of them. Godric was tall and muscular with what could only be called the Potter hair, wild and black. Helga also had the Potter hair, though she was short and rather round, what one pictured when they pictured a mother. Rowena was tall and thin with strawberry blonde hair that cascaded down her back; she too looked motherly but not such a classic fashion. Salazar was the tallest of the group standing a mighty six foot four inches. His hair was white blonde and his feature were sharp and proud, his shocking green eyes could see into any soul. Harry could see the similarities between himself and the founders. He had Godric's and Helga's hair, he had Rowena's sly smile and lithe build. He could also tell that he was going to be taller than Salazar with his proud sharp features. He was going to be imposing and downright frightening as he grew older.
"Hadrian, step forward please" Said Salazar. Harry started walking forward until Salazar gave him the signal to stop. Harry was in a giant circle of runes. "Harry we are going to give you are combined powers, so that you may face the tribulations that are to come" Rowena said. "We were waiting for an appropriate heir to gift this power with; you are the most worthy and the most humble by far. You will do great things Hadrian. We need you to stand on the Hogwarts crest in the center and repeat after us."
voveo hogwarts tueri meo sanguine, sanguine meo voveo ac tueri Angliae regina, ad votum lumen de lumine, non mediocre voveo iudex animarum succurrere lapsis et mehercule ego custodia mundi gloriam redde Deo. Patres auctores potestatem accipio et immortalis. solus maxime indiget iuro tempestas dicitur, cum tantum durissimum gaea invocabo. Sic fiat semper vera.
(by my blood I vow to protect hogwarts, by my blood I vow to protect England and her queen, I vow to be a beacon of light, I vow to be a fair judge of souls, I vow I will help the fallen, I will return the world to the glory and protection of the almighty god. I accept the power of the founders immortal and their forefathers. I swear to only call the storm upon the greatest need; I will only call upon gaea when it is most dire. So mote it be, always be it true.)
Harry felt a sudden rush of power and he collapsed on the floor breathing hard. He was now the most powerful wizard in the world and his power was only going to grow. He could feel the magic thrumming at his fingertips, like lightning was flowing through him. He automatically understood Latin, ancient Greek and other dead languages.
"What was the part about being able to call upon mother gaea and the storms about?" Harry asked.
"You are now a storm caller, Hadrian, you are an elemental. You can call the wind, the water, the earth, the sky and all that resides therein to your aide, but only in the most dire of circumstances. You must not use that particular power for personal gain, only if it is going to save more lives than it will cost. Go now, your guardian and dear Parrthunax await you." Salazar said it all with the calmest face. "Oh, and Hadrian please tell Parrthunax that he was my favorite creation, his race, though he is the original."
Harry was shocked, Salazar had created the Goblins? Maybe that was part of the reason that humans despised them now, he was well aware of the reputation that Slytherin now held, but that vision couldn't be further from the truth. Harry could tell that Salazar was more patient and loving than Godric, Godric was the warrior Salazar was the politician.
Harry could tell that he was taller when he walked outside and stood next to Minerva and Parrthunax. Both were still frozen in time and so was the as was the rest of the world. Harry snapped his fingers and time started moving again. Minerva stared at him in awe; Harry looked like he was 15 instead of 10. Harry directed his attention to Parrthunax.
"Parrthunax, Salazar sends his regards. He says that you were his favorite creation and the original and that he is proud of you and your race."
Parrthunax knelt down and started crying, while McGonagall just stared at Harry with questions in her eyes. Harry let Parrthunax regain his composure before they set of to his other vaults. He decided that he would visit the founder's vaults at a later time and also decided against seeing any other vaults besides the Potter vaults for that day. In the evidence vault Harry found the evidence that proved Sirius' innocence but didn't bother to look at it, just giving to McGonagall. In the heirloom vault he found a literal mountain of books and other assorted things, he asked to goblins to sort everything into categories by his next visit. He then found his parents letter. He was informed on everything about the war, who betrayed who, what all the evidence in the other vault meant to whom and why it was important. The letter also told him how he was heir to hogwarts. His father been the heir to Gryffindor and Hufflepuff, hence the black hair. His mother had been heir to Ravenclaw and Slytherin; she had Rowena's hair and Salazar's eyes, while the hair color had been dominated by his father he clearly had his mothers, and Salazar's eyes. He was the true heir. Though there were heirs to singular names, though they may not have known it. The Black's were the heirs of Gryffindor, despite their current turn to dark magic, the Malfoy's were the heirs of Slytherin, the white blonde hair was proof enough, though the current generations boasted grey eyes instead of green. The Longbottom's were heir to the Hufflepuff name and the Weasley's laid claim to the Ravenclaw name. And apparently the story that his mother had been a muggle-born was completely made up to protect her identity along with any future child she might have with James.
Harry was beyond tired whenever he stumbled out of Gringotts. When he had gone in the sun was barely at its peak now it was completely set, and had been for hours. He and Minerva Floo'd back to McGonagall manor, Harry glanced and the clock it was after midnight. He got to his bed and collapsed right there still in all of his clothes on top of the covers.