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"He is ready." Thorntack returned and looked upon the three. "Mr. Pot...er...Harry Good luck." Thorntack bowed to the young lord and held the door open and let the group enter. Upon entering it was a hall about half that of the Great Hall but yet it has much more grandeur. Harry's eyes widened as he examined. Around the room the pillars seemed to glow a silver and gold color as if heat itself was running within the metal itself, the walls decorated with art of battles that the goblin folk had ventured into and had came out successful, stands of goblins sat beneath said art as they came to order for this was the first time in centuries that a Wizard had asked and not demanded a meeting with the High King.
Said High King in fact sat in a grand chair with his own desk in front of him as he scripted on parchment before looking up and straight at Harry. The stare felt like it went straight through him and back again. Ragnock smacked his lips and seemed before slowly putting the quill into it's holder and with a simple lean back the desk suck into the ground and disappeared from sight.
"You, Harry James Potter." Ragnock's voice was hardened by age and clearly raged by war and still powerful. "You have a hard time keeping a scheduled meeting...when it's scheduled." His eyes looked at the boy and squinted.
Harry wouldn't lie and say that Ragnock was not intimidating. In fact he had to grab Tonks had to not take a step back from those simple words. Harry took a deep breath and stepped forward a little bit after receiving a squeeze of reaffirmation from Tonks herself.
"Oh Great Warrior and Ruler of the Goblin Nation," Harry Potter took a knee and faced his head downward as he showed respect to the High King making many in attendance widen their eyes in shock and surprise at this aspect. "I come to you first to apologize for my rudeness and tardiness. I did not wish for it to be, however, I could not stand back and let an innocent person fall prey to that of Voldemort."
The Goblinfolk paused and looked between them as they murmured about this news and information. However, The High King simply stared as if he was reading the words from Harry himself ignoring the murmuring until it grew too loud and raised his hand and it stopped immediately.
"You do not fear that name though we hear people walk the very halls of our most hallowed grounds in fear of it whispering "You-Know-Who" and yet not speaking the true name?" Ragnock asked.
"To not speak his name is to give more power to the Dark Fool. He is a coward. No more." Harry responded with a growl in his voice. This caused a toothy grin to sprout from Ragnock's mouth. "He is simply a man who has cheated death by playing with magic that should never had been tested or created. Something so vile and heinous that it defies that of life and death themselves."
"And what, by chance, has Tom Marvolo Riddle done to cause such a defiance to the balance of the world itself." Ragnock asked finally his interest peeked by this new information. "What is more vile than being a coward?"
"Horcruxes." Harry simply replied and a cold air trailed through out the area making every Goblin stop and stare even Ragnock who's hands gripped his chair in shock and clear anger.
"Are you sure?" Ragnock's voice grew broken by rage and he was trying to keep a straight face and not sneer.
"Yes High King Ragnock." Harry looked up finally to the goblin. "I know for two reasons. One. I destroyed one in my second year at Hogwarts after falling a Basilisk. I had been bit by the snake and right before I died, I would make it my final act to stop Tom Riddle. I jammed the fang straight into the book causing black liquid pour from it almost like blood itself.
"And yet you stand before me now."
"That was thanks to Albus Dumbledore's phoenix Fawkes. He came to me in the Chamber of Secrets and aided me in defeating the Basilisk by blinding it so it's sight did not kill me. He then landed and cried into my wound healing the venom and sealing the wounds I sustained in that fight."
"Ah yes. I remember the first day Albus came with his phoenix. He was so happy to have one bonded to him as they are given one goal when born each chosen and when they find the thing they are meant to do they will bond with whom they think will do the job the best. Now you mentioned how this was One am I right to assume you have another reason for the belief of Horcruxes." Ragnock asked though he already was convinced of this but was simply curious. Horcruxes when introduced to Basilisk Venom writhed and withered in pain until finally dying.
"It was the night in Godric's Hallow." Harry explained. "When Tom Riddle came to kill me due to a prophecy made by a seerist to Albus. It was said that a child born as the seventh month died would rise to be the defeat of Tom Riddle. This was not the whole prophecy but the spy he had ran before it could finish. Tom came that night and killed both my father and my mother. He turned to strike me down but my mother had caused something that he was not prepared for. It was old blood magic. Love. My mother willingly died to protect me causing a shield of sorts to be summoned if anyone tried to attack me. Tom did not know this and when he cast his killing curse on me it rebounded and struck him down. Or so many thought. That night he vanished in a wraith form caused by the destruction of his body and spent years attaching himself to body after body until finally the day came that he could remake his body. and he did this by using the bone of his father, the flesh of a servant, and the blood of his enemy, me. With my blood in his veins he can touch me...but he can not kill me for if he does he will maim himself. That night when his body was destroyed a piece of him latched itself onto the only living thing it could find. Me. I am a Horcrux."
Ragnock's eyes widened as he looked down at this young boy who apparently had been through so much in such a short amount of time it was more than surprising it was honestly overwhelming. He was what 15, 16? Even a Goblin young didn't usually get a proper kill by himself until the age of 20 at least. He tapped his chin in thought. The crowds of Goblin began to murmur again and words of "killing the boy" and "how cruel of an existence" were being thrown around the hall.
"Enough" Ragnock spoke to cut the noise. He staired down at the boy for the longest time in thought before standing and approached Harry. "He raised his hand and a sword appeared in his palm. Once approached he held it high before laying it on the boy's shoulders one at a time. "I name you friend of the Goblin Nation Lord Harry James Potter. Now come with me all three of you."
Tonks let out a breath that she didn't know she was holding and as soon as he stood up rushed to Harry hugging him close and whispering in his ear.
"You daft man." She sighed as she felt him wrap his arms back around her. She buried her head into his shoulder. "I was so afraid something would happen. Where did you get so good at speaking to Goblins?"
"Grindelwald. We did more in our training than simply fight. He taught me too." Harry admitted as he walked down with her holding her hand. Albus followed swiftly behind his ward and the goblins down into the depths of Gringotts.
"Harry what you are about to see is something that you must never mention to another soul. These secrets are Goblin Nation's honor." Ragnock stressed to the young lad.
"I swear on my magic so mote it be." Harry said allowed in front of the three and after a nod Albus and Tonks followed suit.
"Good for what is to come will most likely be one of the most painful, excruciating, soul wrenching experience you will ever have." Ragnock expressed to the lad. "For we will be diving into your very soul and grabbing and un wrenching the vile tendrils of the Horcrux from around your soul. I must warn you. This comes at great risk. You could die or what seems much worse in your world, lose your very magic. You could be reduced to that of, oh what is that word you use, a Squib. I need you to without a shadow of a doubt put your trust in me with this scenario. It is the best likely chance to keep you alive. The only other thing that could rid it from you is being killed and from that you will not return. Behind me is a room with four Goblin Sages. The most talented and skilled wielders of magic within the Goblin Nation. So...are you in my boy?"
Harry paused in thought as he looked at the old Goblin. There was truth in the fact that this may in fact kill him but in the long hall wasn't this gonna be worth it? To rid the world of Voldemort. Is that not what they set out to do in the first place?! He looked up at them for a moment and then to Dumbledore and Tonks. He leaned over and kissed her gently and reassuringly as she looked panicked at this news.
"High King Ragnock." Harry spoke up and looked at the man. "It is my fault that He is back...It is my fault." He admitted to himself. "If I had read the scenario better Tom Riddle wouldn't be back and Cedric Diggory would not be dead. If this means that I can give the world a fighting chance at killing him once and for all and burying him where no one will ever find him or attempt to resurrect him again. Than by the name of Magic itself I will do whatever it takes to end him and this war. He may have cast the first strike...but We'll end his entire war. Let's do it."
With a nod of affirmation Ragnock opened the great door behind him. "Only the boy..." He whispered to the woman and the old man and Harry took a few steps in as the door shut behind him cascading him into darkness.