Supermal: Thank you! Yes, he does have a limit… it is explained in Ch. 2. And their reactions? You'll see one at the end of this chappie, but the rest have to wait until Ch. 5.

Ghost of Allknowing: Then you get apple pie. In later chapters being a shark will suit Harry a lot. Plus, in case you haven't noticed what kind of shark, thresher sharks are some of the smallest sharks, and they really only look menacing. You can get some info on them here: .

To all: Sorry this has taken a while. Both of us have had a lot of family over for Christmas weekend, and we've barely been able to see each other. As a result, this chapter is almost completely Forest's effort, so thanks Forest… I know you're not online, but you have tons of family still there, but it's ok… w/e.

Now, text in underline is a new product name that we have introduced, text in italic is Harry's thoughts, and bold is the very long incantation in this chapter.

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Diamond Mage

Ch. 4: Changed

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As the sun rose, a door opened in a large grassland, occasionally penetrated by rivers and waterfalls. Out of the door came a man, a very tall, powerful man, carrying a long ebony staff with a diamond head and spike. The man was wearing white battle robes and black boots and pants, and he had loose, shoulder-length black hair. With the staff, the man practiced battle forms, so sharp and precise that it seemed surreal, and so fast that they were barely visible.

The man then practiced magic with the staff, but you wouldn't be able to see him unless you had very strong sunglasses. The blinding bursts of white and grey made seeing him near-impossible. He then converted the land around him into wide plains, a 'blank canvas' to an elemental, and then formed a wide canyon below him. Then he made the cliffs on the other side of the canyon about 10 feet higher, transformed into a cougar and leaped the 10' by 30' gap. On the other side, he made a gradual slope downwards to a large forest, and created mountains behind that.

This didn't seem to tire him at all.

He converted everything back to the way it was before, and went back through the door.

The man's name was Harry James Potter Diamond.

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Harry sat on the highest throne of the Council, made completely out of diamond and ebony. He looked at Merlin, straight across from him, Fispion, on his right, and Kiali, to his left. Then he surveyed the Silvers and Golds around him.

Merlin spoke. "Do you, Harry James Potter Diamond, fully accept the responsibility, authority, and leadership of the Council of Mages; and swear to abide by the rules of the Council for all your life?"

"I fully accept."

"Do you fully accept the responsibility, authority, power, and leadership that is expected of you as a Diamond Mage?"

"I fully accept."

"Normia galan povre du kimiar…"

Harry's eyes glowed with satisfaction as he spoke the words of the timeless incantation. "…colar Magus diamente gomia reponciu…"

"… diani ganeo funecul Magus dai…"

They spoke the final line together. "… hodian omnevi colar enia."

A Platinum ball of magic appeared in the centre of the room, as did a Diamond. They flew together and became one, before separating and returning to their respective Mages.

"You shall be returned to Diagon Alley. From there you can proceed to your home. It is currently July 31st on Earth. Good luck, Harry. Your throne will wait for your return."

Was the last words Harry heard before appearing in the foyer of Gringotts.

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Harry looked around; it was very busy, so no one noticed him appear out of nowhere. He saw that he was in a long grey cloak that covered his face in shadow. To disguise his eyes, he cast a body color charm, turning them to their usual emerald.

He walked up to a goblin named Griphook, and with vague recollection of a letter he had got detailing new vaults he would get when he came of age.

"Hello, Griphook. I am wondering if I may see the new vaults I have access to now, I have just turned 17? My name is Harry Potter."

Griphook blinked in surprise.

"Of course, Mr. Potter," He said very politely. "Right this way, we have a few files to look over."

Harry, while being a bit puzzled at the treatment, followed Griphook into a back room.

"You currently have access to a trust vault created by Albus Dumbledore, the Potter storage vault, the Potter monetary vault, the Black family vault, and a vault simply marked as 'The Council's vault for Harry Potter.' That vault was just created today, but I don't know what's in it. By the way, two of those are expanded vaults."

Harry was shocked at the magnitude of the vaults. He then asked, "How many properties do I have listed under my name?"

Griphook checked another list, and his eyes widened. "12 Grimmauld Place, London; 42 Hogswood Road, Hogsmeade; the Potter ancestral home in Dorset; the Black ancestral home in Cumbria; private islands in Ireland, the Mediterranean, the Caribbean, Northumberland Strait, Indonesia, Hawaii, Dubai, and New Zealand, houses on each; a cottage in Champagne; a house in Northern Algeria; a fjord house in Norway; a mountain home in the Canadian Rockies; a condo in New York City; and lastly an estate in Tuscany. Here is a portkey that can get you to any of them, just think of the location of your target."

Harry was completely amazed. He had 3 vaults, 2 expanded vaults, and 16 houses. He must be one of the richest wizards there is!

"This makes you the second-richest wizard in the world. You are only below Gabriel Niles, the current owner of Gringotts. You should probably hire a goblin as an account manager for you."

Harry looked down at Griphook and said "How much should you be paid, and when can you start?"

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After walking out of the bank, Everfull Moneybag in hand, Harry decided to do a bit of shopping. First he went to a large store next to Gringotts that sold trunks and wizard tents.

He saw three models of multi-compartment trunks; one only had two compartments, so that was off. The other two were described:

Recluse IV: This beautiful rosewood trunk has five rooms that can be decorated to your liking by just placing your hand on the lock and thinking of what you want the room to be like. The other two compartments are regular trunk compartments, but they can be made into rooms for an extra 70 galleons. It can be shrunk and enlarged by normal spells. The trunk cover can be personalized in-store at no extra cost. Price: 440 galleons.

Mini-Mansion Two: A polished teak trunk leads into two trunk compartments, one storage room, and three rooms. The three rooms are a bedroom, bathroom, and kitchen/study that have been pre-decorated by professional witch decorator Sharon Fawcett, in a modern yet charming style. It can be easily re-sized at the touch of a button. Price: 382 galleons.

After a long period of thought, Harry thought that he didn't need someone else decorating for him. He bought the Recluse, and turned one of the extra compartments into a room. He shrunk it and put it in his pocket, and walked straight across.

He walked straight into a magical animals shop in Knockturn Alley. It had nearly everything illegal there, but something caught his eye in a room to the side. He walked in, and under a large display featuring a runespoor was a large cage.

Inside was a tiny, humanoid creature with large, silvery, bat-like wings; white fur; and large, obsidian eyes that stared up at him.

"Hello. Are you coming to take me away now? You're the only one that has looked at me in a week. Most don't even know what I am. I'm a Kalin, if you're wondering."

'A Kalin.

Holy crap.'

Kalins are old, magical pets that date back to 200 BC. In superstition, they are said to bring immense good luck and wisdom. The truth is that they are probably the wisest pets there are, and they can conduct small bits of wandless magic. They can also speak intelligently to humans and other animals. They also cost way too much; but here Harry was lucky since the shop owner didn't know what it was, it was only 200 galleons.

"Yes, I am here to take you away." Harry said, after little thought. "What's your name?"

"Vol d'Argent."

"Flight of Silver?"

"Yes… You can just call me Argent. I like my French name better than English."

"Okay, Argent, can you fly yet?" Kalins could carry almost as much weight as phoenixes when they flew.

"No, but I can glide. I'm only a year old. Can you take me away now so I can get out of this cage? Kalins don't need cages, you know."

"How heavy are you? If you're not that heavy you can ride on my shoulders or something."

After buying Argent and perching him on Harry's shoulder (Only about five pounds.), they left the dark street, earning many curious glances from people wondering why Harry had a mythical creature on my shoulder. Not that they knew it was Harry, of course; he still had the face-covering cloak on.

Meanwhile, Nymphadora Tonks was sitting in Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour, enjoying a well-earned day off and a kiwi pie flavored ice cream.

Out the window, a dark-robed figure with no face visible was walking into the parlour from the direction of Knockturn Alley.

It had some kind of human/bat cross perched on his shoulder. He walked up to the counter, and after a few minutes ordered a honey flavored ice cream, and sat two tables away from her. He looked up, saw her, and whispered something into the ear of the human/bat thingy. It nodded and looked at her for a moment.

She was pretending to read an issue of the Weekly Sorcerer, a new magazine that was owned by Daily Prophet.

She turned the page and found a feature saying 'Exclusive: Harry Potter sighted in wizard hotel in Las Vegas with Minister's Daughter!'

"Load of crap." Muttered Tonks.

Somehow, word got out that Harry Potter was missing completely, and ever since, the Sorcerer and the Prophet have reported fake 'Potter sightings.'

He got up and cast a spell on his ice cream dish, transfiguring it into an ornate crystal saucer, in which he left four sickles for the tip. As he got up, Tonks saw a diamond ring on his finger, initials carved into it. It looked like M.R… Mathew Roland, a known Death Eater who had escaped from the Ministry twice?

He sat back down and she raised her wand and briskly walked over to him.

As she pulled back his hood she said "Roland, you are under arrest for murder of 5 muggles, Tania Zabini…"

Tonks' voice trailed off as she saw long black hair and emerald eyes dancing with laughter.

He waved to her and said "Wotcher, Tonks. How ya doing?"

And as Harry waved, Tonks saw a diamond ring on his right hand bearing two initials.

H.P.

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Anyway, (evil laugh) we'll just leave you there for a few days. Review or it could be longer.

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