It took almost the entire day before Harry finished interviewing everyone but he was pleased that all the positions were now filled, he didn't spend too long on each candidate because of the aid of his Magic. He knew the ones that were lying and had faked their credentials and while he didn't want to kick them out, he made certain that everyone would be aware of them.

He was dead tired but he had a meeting with the Head Goblin and after that, he could finally take a nap.

He was a bit tired of having to rent rooms.

So after saying his goodbyes, he used to Portkey given to him and activated it. 'Travel.'

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A yawn slipped from his mouth as he appeared in a room in Gringotts. It wasn't the room he had left in but whatever. He just wait for a Goblin to come and take him to the Head instead of leaving and probably getting himself lost.

He really wasn't in the mood for any adventures today. Interviewing that many Beings in one day was overwhelming and he was certain that no one had ever done it before but he really had others things to do so it was necessary, even if his arse hurt from sitting for so long.

But thankfully, he only had to wait at least three minutes before the door opened, revealing a Goblin guard.

"Lord Potter, you have a meeting scheduled with the Head Goblin and I am to take you directly there." It bowed then turned around, obviously intending for him to follow him which he did.

And as usual, they took many twists and turns which Harry honestly believed weren't even necessary. But even so, they arrived in front of the familiar door in a couple minutes and the guard opened it and beckoned Harry inside which he followed.

He greeted the Head Goblin and without waiting for the offer, she sat down in the guest's chair and breathe a sigh of relief. "I apologise for my lack of manners but I am positively tired from today's interviews so please forgive me."

He cracked his back then looked up at the Goblin who didn't even seem to care for his explanation.

"Noted. Now, what is it you wish to speak to me about, Lord Potter?"

Harry sighed and slumped in the chair. His arse was starting to ache and since the Head Goblin didn't seem to care one bit, he allowed himself to get comfortable. "It seems like the Magical Beings safe house hasn't been warded yet so I'd like to get that done as soon as possible. Take the Balance from my account to do it because I want the best of the best to Ward all my projects to kingdom come. I also want to know if there are any liveable Properties for me because I'm tired of renting as is. Can you also have someone to speak to both the Magical and Muggle Governments regarding the buildings? I won't have the time to do that in time for my arrival at Hogwarts."

The Goblin nodded and summoned a roll of parchment to write down whatever before looking up at Harry. "Very well, Lord Potter. I will send Representatives to the Muggle world and have one of my Goblins deal with the Negotiations in the Magical world. As for your properties, there are currently 5 hospitable ones available. Three of which belong to the Blacks and 2 to the Potters. These properties include:12 Grimmauld Place which is in London, Black Manor in Scotland and Rosewood Cottage in Nottingham. As for the Potters, there is Potter Manor in France and Lily's Retreat in Kingston-upon-Thames. Other than that, the Goblin Warders are scheduled for tomorrow and I assure you that the Properties would not be accessible to anyone other than who you've personally allowed."

He nodded in understanding but a frown marred his face. That would still be too much work for him while at school. "Very well, but can you hire someone to deal with that? Someone who'll be able to tell whether the Being wanting Refuge is hostile or not."

The Goblin nodded and made a note on the parchment. "Very well, Lord Potter. Is that all?"

Harry thought about that and he now remembered that he hadn't bought an owl. He had forgotten all about it and not to mention, he really needed to go to all the Properties so that he could get them all up and working again. He could possibly go his his Mother's retreat since it would probably be small until he had Grimmauld Place cleaned and fixed up. He also needed to bond with the House Elves he had inherited before they died and before he went to school. He only had a couple days left so he needed to make haste.

"Can you commission Portkeys to all my properties for tomorrow please? I need to start having them fixed and possibly rewarded. And while I'm on the topic even though it's not relevant, have you found the Muggle that I had asked of you? "

The Goblin nodded sharply. "Yes, he is currently attending Medical school full-time with his partner and brothers. He also lives in a recently bought home with dozens of other people who after doing some digging happen to be disowned for being LGBTQ. As for the Portkeys, I will have them readily available for you tomorrow. Have you chosen any of the mentioned Properties to live in?"

"Yeah. Lily's Retreat and thank you. I only wanted to check in on him and since he's doing well, there's no need to investigate further. Have you also seen about purchasing shares in the Daily Prophet and investing in the Quibbler? I want to buy as much shares in Diagon and Knockturn Alley as possible."

Call him greedy but gaining as much control as possible in such places like Diagon and Knockturn Alley will give Harry a leg up in the coming war. These places were pretty much one of the main reasons why Wizarding Britain was thriving but they were stagnant. Everything was almost the same from decades ago and it's about time that something changed. He was planning o- "Also, can you see about purchasing buildings in both Alleys? I want to start my own businesses."

When he had decided to come back, he had never planned on doing this much but honestly, he didn't much minded. It was more money in his family's coffers and more influence for him.

This time, he would properly manage his fame and influence instead of leaving it to the likes of Dumbledore.

Who knows, maybe he could get the old bastard booted out as Headmaster. And speaking of, maybe he could see about getting him blamed for creating Voldemort in the first place. Him and probably that spineless clotpole Horace Slughorn.

While he was off envisioning the perfect revenge, the Head Goblin had written something else on his parchment before looking up at him. "Of course, Lord Potter."

Hmm, Harry was really lucky to be getting help directly from the Head Goblin instead of one of the lower Goblins but hey, he was paying big money so he deserved what he was paying for.

The Goblin sure didn't seem to mind as it knew that Harry had enough money to make use of its personal service.

"Well, I think that's all for now, so can I get a portkey to Lily Retreat now, please?" He barely managed to stifle a yawn.

With a nod, the Goblin summoned what looked like a box and pulled a charm of a Lily from inside before vanishing it seconds later.

Harry watched attentively as he summoned a thick folder next and opened it up before pressing the Lily to where a beam of pink was pulsing, lighting up the entire folder. He left the charm there for a couple seconds before pulling it away and closing the folder which vanished seconds later.

"The charm needs to register the coordinates of the property as its protected by wards. Its specially made so it can be used more than once and it will return to directly to his office. Wherever you activate it, it will deposit you back in the same spot so no worries about arriving in my office everytime you use it."

He nodded in understanding and took the charm from the Goblin. "Thank you very much."

"You're welcome, Lord Potter. The activation code is 'Retreat.'

Harry yawned now, unable to hide it any longer. "Okay, thank you. I will see you tomorrow because I'm honestly too tired to continue."

The Goblin inclined his head. "Very well, Lord Potter. I will see you tomorrow so please have a good day."

"Same to you, sir," he replied earnestly. With one last nod, he activated the portkey and was whisked off.

He really was too tired to continue with niceties and stiff speaking. So it really was a good thing that him and the Goblin had an understanding.

Oh well. Forging friendships and such seem to be a skill of his.

The Next Day

Harry had woken up and gotten ready around 9am and he was eager to leave because while Lily's Retreat was habitable, it was sparser than the hairs under a baby's armpit.

He had had to transfigure a bed and luckily, he hadn't been hungry when he arrived. All the water was like Vernon's cooking, utter sludge. And not a single drop was going to touch Harry's skin in any lifetime.

But other than that, there wasn't that much to see. Outside was even worse. All the flowers were wilted or struggling to survive and it was overgrown as hell. The only saving grace in Harry's opinion were the vines running up the house which was more like a cottage than anything else.

It looked aesthetically pleasing and would look even more beuwitful once the land was tended to. He had also found three pictures inside and to say he was shocked was the understatement of the century.

One picture was of his Mum and Dad holding him as a baby. The second was of Sirius… or someone who looked like Sirius, probably his brother Regulus and he was smiling in the arms of Lucius Malfoy of all people. Regulus was holding a blanket swaddled baby in his arms and Harry had a thought that it might be Draco but that was a thought that he didn't want in his head.

It wasn't his business and he had enough on his plate without having to discover the secrets of other people.

So finally, the last picture was of both couples together and they held both babies up and they were hugging each other. A look of consternation crossed Harry's face as who he was sure was a baby Draco plant a sloppy kiss on his cheek.

Ugh… So not gonna happen.

Not to mention, Draco was in a very very very happy relationship with Roger Davies and Harry was in love with the one and only Blaise Zabini and if somehow Blaise didn't want him, he won't give up on having him.

There was no second option for him as far as he was concerned.

Blaise was it for him.

So with a wistful, sigh, he left the photos where they were and activated the Lily Charm.

Even so, he couldn't help but wonder if it wasn't the wrong Black being portrayed as Draco's parent and if the blond even knew.

None of his fucking business, that's what!

He was too busy for shit like that.

But where was Regulus' body?

Fuck!