Harry's eyes narrow as Madam Poppy asks a question, "So we will have to memorize the contract?" The Southern Cross nods to her with excitement. He likely wants a contract as soon as remotely possible since he hasn't had one in eons.
"Yes, most of the time the Celestial Spirit Mage kept records of when they could summon their key in a journal or logbook." Dumbledore nods with understanding.
"Is it possible to have some book give us references if we ask for a key and their nickname?" Harry suddenly asks him, quite curious about this being possible.
"Eh, I'm not sure. Maybe some modern magic would produce such an effect if tapped into by a key. Each key records the contract so the spirit can know if it is an emergency or if their summoner actually needs them. It has a radial diagnostic attached to each key to determine such, all applied by the Celestial Spirit King." Harry sees Dumbledore's interest spike once more, and he almost chuckles that he won't have any of the powerful keys. Dumbledore turns toward him as Harry turns his gaze toward Virgo, giving her a curious look.
"Hey Virgo, I remember you saying I found you guys because I have some kind of blood rights. Is there anything I technically own is in your dimension?" He asks, knowing she will go along with it for him.
"I believe there are a few things, we will have to determine if anything still has value in this world and possibly recreate it for sale. I believe I'm supposed to keep track of the originals, Master Harry." Harry nods with acceptance, knowing he needs to make a few plans.
"Does Hogwarts have any elves?" Harry asks suddenly, interest in the contracts fading slightly as he remembers that Dobby has warned him of the danger before he even knew what it was. A loud pop is heard, some kind of teleportation, before a tiny little girl appears next to his bed.
"Tinky is a Hogwarts Elf. What does Harry Sir need? Tinky will assist Harry sir now if Harry sir wishes." She tells him quite eagerly.
Harry observes her closely, making sure to recognize her traits. Her form is similar to Dobby's own, but female. He sees she is happy to be of service and has brighter eyes than Dobby has ever had around him. She fidgets with excitement at being allowed to help him. "Tinky, I want to help Dobby, but I know very little about elves, let alone house-elf ownership laws. Can you gather a few books from wherever in Hogwarts they are that describes any sort of active law about house-elf ownership rights?" Tinky pauses, her eyes have gone wide with silent shock. She fidgets a little bit at the thought.
"Tinky can have the books copied into blank journals for Harry Sir's spirits to review, but Harry sir needs his rest as of right now." Harry hums at her thoughtfully.
"If Virgo sees that I need rest she will force me to, right now she is stronger than I am so I won't be able to refuse that. It is part of the summons contract between us, I think." He glances at her, she curtly nods to him.
"If he refuses sleep I will take his book and allow Madam Poppy to give him a sleeping potion." Virgo tells her softly, with a fond smile at her. "I refuse to let my master bring more harm to himself with so little reason." She tells her, offering her hand for a shake. Tinky takes her hand, giving it one firm shake and a squeeze.
"Tinky agrees." She says before popping away for several moments, mostly to fetch the required books he has asked for. After a few moments, she reappears with a large pile. "Tinky has brought all books that are not in the restricted section." She tells him quite happily.
"Tinky, I swear not to use the books to bring unjust harm to anyone. I also swear to ensure that all the books that are currently damaged or end up damaged by me and my kind, are mended properly. Would you be willing to let me browse them?" The tiny frown is hesitant to answer.
"I'll sign a permission slip, but it will have to have Irma's approval." Madam Poppy tells her softly, before making her way toward her office. Harry feels his fingers nearly start twitching with an eager need to devour the information within the books.
He picks up the first one, "Racial Ownership Laws of the British Isles." He mutters a little confused. Virgo silently waits for the elf to return with her books as Dumbledore continues asking questions of the Southern Cross.
Harry starts going through the books, knowing he absolutely needs to finish as many as possible before tomorrow.
Harry grumbles, quite upset with many of the laws on owning House-Elves. He turns toward his studying spirits, seeing Leo is still reading his book, which is one of the last ones. He turns toward Virgo, who is compiling notes for House-Elf rights. He smiles fondly at her, knowing they will be truly useful. Harry hears a slight noise of alertness from Leo.
He looks up around the room as he closes the book. "Each elf knows the verbal contract on both sides of their agreement. They also know all the current laws on elf ownership." He tells him with a hopeful glint in his eyes. Tinky chooses this moment to appear next to Harry with enough breakfast for all twelve of them.
"Tinky brought breakfast!" She cheers happily.
"Tinky, I'm desperate." She turns toward Harry alertly, seeing the serious gaze focusing on her. "Dobby is being abused and I won't allow it if Possible. I need to know of some kind of rite to claim other people's house-elves. I promise I'll save more than just Dobby, but I truly worry about him." Harry tells him, showing how annoyed, determined and willing he is to do anything for him.
"Tinky knows of one book that is typically forbidden for muggleborn and halfblood to own. Dumbledore has a copy in his office, Tinky will make a copy, but Misses Virgo has to keep it." She tells him, knowing she is likely to be punished greatly for this. Harry reaches his hand out to her, she takes it to shake it. He pulls her in, hugging her as she squeaks a little.
"Tinky, you have given me the world." He tells her, knowing it is completely true. He slowly releases her, seeing the delighted tears on her face before she silently pops away. Virgo continues organizing her notes, ready to add to them with the knowledge in the next book.
Tinky appears with a hardened, leather-back book, looking new and pristine, and hands it to Virgo at an open page. "Tinky did not share this with you." She says urgently, nearly panicking for some reason.
"We appreciate it." Leo offers her a kind smile earning another tearfully happy smile.
"Tinky knows, though Tinky appreciates the help being given to the House-Elves. The rite is usually done in one jurisdictional area with at least three people, Tinky is not sure Harry sir needs the companions with Harry Sir's Core Growth Rate." She tells him before popping away, silently leaving as if she has never heard or said a single thing. Harry stares after her for a moment before his gaze turns toward Virgo, watching her scan the page with her eyes.
Virgo looks at Harry, "We need to be outside for this." She tells him in a firm but determined voice. Harry nods before he turns toward Madam Poppy as she enters their study area.
"Good morning, I see you are all well-rested." The spirits roll their eyes, knowing they need no rest unless wounded or hurt.
"We appreciate it, Ma'am. Is Harry safe to leave with surveillance?" Scorpio asks with an alert tone. Harry grimaces as she begins waving her wand over him to check his health. She sighs, obviously pleased.
"Yes, he is good to go. Thankfully whatever happened got rid of the curse in his scar." Harry stiffens, as do the rest of his spirits. They almost look feral for a moment until Aries makes a noise of worry.
She darts forward, hugging Harry gently, sniffing him for further trouble. "What curse?" Harry asks as he tries to remain calm. Aries is a cute spirit he might enjoy dating in the future but he also has to control his temper regarding Dumbledore and his hoard of secrets in addition to his preteen hormones.
"Dumbledore says you've been having treatment for years, surely you know…" She hesitantly looks between them as they glare toward the door.
"Madam Poppy, I never even knew about wizards until I turned 11 years old on the dot." She pauses before grumbling under her breath. She glares toward the door and Harry realizes that he probably lied to her to comfort her. He likely planned on sacrificing him.
"I'll have to schedule an appointment for Saint Mungo's hospital for you to be treated and have a full check over." Harry nods to her, grateful for the intervention.
"I've got some business to do, would you mind if I ask Virgo to assist you in keeping an eye on me? She is going to try anyway." Harry tells her before Virgo eye's glint from where she suddenly looks up at the two of them. She seems a little cheerful for some reason.
"Madam Poppy, how many elves do you think Harry can bond with?" She asks, she has another hair-brained scheme if the glint in her eye is correct. She patiently waits for an answer; when Madam Poppy gives them a confused look, Harry knows this is important.
"Elves just drain about 5 units only when they bond with their master. This allows them to self-regulate their magic and live longer. They don't draw off their owner's magic unless permission is given, though it can give a few more youthful looks, health, and abilities." She hums as she waves her wand over Harry's body and chokes.
"Harry, you had a second origin!" She exclaims before she starts the diagnostics all over again, obviously not expecting this for some reason. Harry pouts a little, confused greatly by her anxiety. "No… you have too much magic for it to be a second origin…" She mutters softly.
"Unless his magic was intentionally blocked." Leo glares toward the door. Madam Poppy pauses, looking shocked beyond belief at the very idea.
"It has to be true, why else would his magic grow so much, and a block usually hinders the Second Origin to the point where it can be lethal if left unattended." Virgo states, in a matter-of-fact tone.
"The Phoenix tears likely made sure he survived." Aries tells them with sincere worry.
"The signature did not belong to Dumbledore." Aquarius says suddenly, almost beyond pissed, "It has to have been a ministry official who wanted to use him as a puppet." She tells them with a mighty sneer.
"I thought using the magic up as he has with us would stabilize his core." Tauros says as he forlornly stares at the books.
Virgo nods in agreement with Tauros before she turns toward Madam Poppy. "He kept us here all night and until now, which few people can even keep one golden key out for long. All twelve of us are golden keys, so we likely wasted enough of his excess magic to further stabilize him." Virgo mentions casually. Madam Poppy looks like she is rather curious before she silently nods to her.
"Thank you, Lady Virgo, for that information. That is likely why he is still alive." Harry sits up straighter seeing her take a deep breath. She turns toward him sternly. "Harry, I suggest you keep a few extra spirits than just these gold keys out for…' She waves her wand in a complex pattern before sputtering. "Oh my goodness! You can have them out nearly constantly for a whole week, even with every other night having them summoned all night…" She rubs her forehead, obviously distressed again as she glances up at him.
"I'll do my best to listen to any recommendations you make, as long as I get to drink ginseng tea." He tells her softly, knowing that it will likely surprise her as his only counter request.
"Well, I would suggest eating a few salads, if you can find any with your taste." To Harry's amusement Aries comes over and begins discussing his dietary needs.
"Did you scan him for an inheritance?" Aries asks with a curious look on her face. Harry whirls toward her, surprised that he could have such so early.
"I believe I should, now that you mention it." She uses accio briefly before a rather thin sheet of parchment is in front of him. "This is the basic testing sheet given to sixteen-year-olds. Don't be ashamed if you end up being something dangerous, it likely just means that you will be a fierce protector. Now, press your whole palm against this side and tell it to activate." Harry takes a look over the nearly indecipherable runes lining the page in such tiny strokes.
He places both of his hand's palms on the middle of the page. "Activate." He orders it with a firm command. It starts scanning him, magic whirling around him in complex patterns of singing lights and sneaking shadows. Once it is done he feels shock overcome him as he sees his brother's symbol among others. Almost none of them are recognized, but showing them to Virgo has her face twisting in confusion.
"I can identify most of them, Harry." She gently tugs the parchment out of his hands, before whistling sharply. "You have some demon blood, Royal Spriggan type, some drakon blood, Fire, Lightning, Steel, Shadow, Light, Poison, and Wind? That's unusual, I've never heard of more details on that one. You also have the longevity of the Dhampir, specifically of the Royal Pureblood, which has never been heard of in half vampires. You are rather lucky to have some of the House Elf Traits, somehow an ancestor managed to access Elf magic through their bond, which likely killed the elf." Sighs as she gently places the whole record in her filing system.
"I will have to have help identifying the last two later on." Harry feels some dread as he realizes he has some things to think over.