Harry Potter, Magister Wizard?
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Chapter 8: Pactios, Gringotts, and Trials Begin
UNLESS STATED OTHERWISE, EVANGELINE IS IN HER ADULT FORM
Sirius Black was having the strangest week, namely that a few Aurors had not only taken him out of his cell months early as its cleaning wasn't due for another four months but they had taken him out of Azkaban entirely, giving him his first view of the sunset in years. The first words upon getting onto the boat, despite the fog obscuring what would be a perfect sunset, were "Beautiful." Sirius said as his magic suppressing cuffs were shackled to the boat.
Kingsley told the boat captain to begin bringing them to the shore dock so they could walk to the edge of the anti-apparition wards. Kingsley sits down in front of Sirius as his partners watch the man from behind, "So Lord Black, it seems that your time in Azkaban hasn't affected you as badly as it would another. Mind explaining?" Kingsley asks, genuinely curious as to how Sirius isn't a babbling mess after several years in wizarding hell.
Sirius looks at the large man in front of him, sizing him up before chuckling, "That's my secret Auror Shacklebolt." Sirius says, causing Kingsley to look at the 'convict' before beginning to chuckle, "So Mr. Shacklebolt, what have you removed me from my nice lifetime stay at Azkaban resort?" Sirius asks, genuinely curious as to why he'd been removed from the prison.
Having heard from his boss that the man hadn't received a trial, let alone been charged in the first place but was still skeptical as Dumbledore had believed the man guilty. However as chief of the Wizengamot, he had to be present for all trials and sign off of all prisoner transfers going to Azkaban during the war. So why hadn't Dumbledore known that Sirius Black hadn't received a trial, let alone sent the man there without one. Kingsley sighs after running some thoughts through his head, "My boss has discovered some inconsistencies in your case and would like to interview you about them." Kingsley explains, trying not to reveal much.
Sirius barks in laughter, "You mean the fact that I never had a trial or was even interrogated?" Sirius says, getting surprised looks from the two other Aurors and the boat captain, "You knew?" he asks Kingsley, wondering how this man knew.
Kingsley looks at the others, "You are bound by your confidentiality oaths to not tell anyone about what you heard or about to hear in my capacity as your superior officer. If you violate this order than you risk losing employment as a ministry employee and being barred from the ministry itself, and that's just if you're lucky." Kingsley says seriously, getting firm nods and an understood from the boat captain. "Sirius Orion Black, my boss had the Potter will unsealed due to a criminal investigation and in the course of doing so discovered evidence that places doubt on crimes you were thought to have been convicted of. She had ordered the evidence brought to her along with all associated files on your case and only found the arrest report and an order cosigning you to Azkaban for life. No trial transcripts. No blasting curse on your wand. Nothing." Kingsley explains, getting shocked looks from everyone else except for Sirius.
Sirius smiles, "The last thing I cast was an Episkey, for that cut on Harry's forehead…" Sirius says sadly getting a nod from Kingsley, "How is he, did Amy raise him well? And what do you mean by Lord Black, I was disowned by my parents."
Kingsley sighs, "That… is a very long discussion that you and Director Amelia Bones are going to have." Kingsley explains, Sirius's eyes going wide at the name of the director.
Sirius mumbles under his breath low enough that no one else hears him, "Amy… Harry…". He starts thinking of his former fiancée and his godson, the two single most important people left in his life. He mentally swears to himself that if he manages to get cleared that he wont act without thinking again.
Springfield Home, Library
Harry stood in the middle of a ritual circle made by his father, standing across from his grandmother as the rest of the family watches in anticipation. "Are you ready Harry?" Negi asks his adopted son who had requested Evangeline to be his first Magistra Magi.
Harry smiles and looks at Negi with conviction in his eyes before nodding resolutely, "Good Harry. But believe me;" Evangeline says as her eyes go black and she begins releasing some of her vast power, shocking her adopted grandson. "I am going to push you to your limit, past your breaking point, and shatter all of your limits. I want you living a long life boya, so I'm going to teach you to survive anything the world could throw at you. Do you still want to do this?" she asks seriously.
Harry looks at Evangeline with serious eyes filled with fire, his desire to learn magic burning brightly. Despite knowing that it will be a long and difficult road learning magic he was dedicated to proving his willingness to learn. "I'm ready Eva." Harry says in a firm voice, remembering to call Evangeline Eva at her request.
Evangeline smiles, "Boya, start the ritual." Evangeline says as she pulls up a curved black dagger with a blood red gemstone imbedded in the blade. She cuts her hand open before handing Harry the blade.
Harry cuts his hand in the same manner as Evangeline, and despite her pride at him not flinching at the action is also sad at it as a child as young as him shouldn't have to be numb to pain like that. The two join hands as the brightness from the ritual circle increases, "Pactio!" Negi calls out, the light engulfing the two for a moment before it fades, revealing the two holding a pair of cards with their hands fully healed.
Harry looks at his card, his name written on the card with the phrase "Obstinatus Disciuplus?" Harry manages to say rather well. Confused by the wording as he knew little Latin he loks to his grandmother.
Eva hums in amusement at the words on his pactio card, "Unyielding Student. Rather fitting for you Harry." Yue says as she looks over Harry's shoulder while the others contemplate what artifact he could have. "Your artifact may be similar to my Orbis Sensualium Pictus." She suggests.
Harry looks at Yue before looking at the card in wonder, believing that if he had an artifact as powerful as Yue's that it would be a sign of him becoming as powerful as the other members of his family. Negi puts his hand on Harry's shoulder, "Well? Go ahead and say 'Adeat' to summon your artifact." Negi says with pride in his voice, a comforting squeeze given to his son who smiles at him before looking at Evangeline who grins at having thought of an artifact that would match Harry's personality.
Harry holds up the card before calling out, "Adeat!" causing a flash of light to appear from the card. In its place appearing a book with a half white and half black cover surrounding an infinity symbol made of pure silver. Upon seeing the book, Eva bursts into mad laughter. Harry looks up at his grandmother and begins feeling dejected; maybe his artifact was so weak that she was considering revoking their contract. He begins to lower his head as tears begin forming at the corners of his eyes.
Eva is coming down off of her laughing high, now noticing Harry's state. "What's wrong Harry?" Evangeline asks in a calm voice, genuinely worried for his well-being.
Harry looks up at Evangeline, seeing the truly caring words reflected in her eyes. He thinks for a moment, never remembering a time since he'd met the woman where he'd been ridiculed by her and thus makes a decision. "I… Are you disappointed that my artifact isn't powerful looking? Is that why you laughed?" Harry asks timidly, hoping that he's wrong in his worries. He was proven right when Evangeline pulls him into a warm hug.
"Harry, no matter what, I could not be happier." Eva says kindly, causing Harry to return the embrace, the tears forming falling with no more to follow. "I've trusted very few people in my very long life to the extent that I've shown with my family. You are FAMILY, and I will always be proud of you." She explains before ending the embrace and looking clearly at the book and grinning widely. "Harry, I believe your artifact is the Bibliotheca Infinitus." Eva says, getting wide eyes from the mages around them.
Chachamaru sees Harry's confused expression and begins explaining how the artifact works, "Harry, the Bibliotheca Infinitus is a book capable of allowing its wielder to learn any and all forms of active magic just by seeing it." Chachamaru explains, her words causing Harry's eyes to go wide in surprise and then confusion.
"What do you mean by active magic? There more than one type?" Harry asks as he looks to Yue.
Yue smiles at his inquisitive mind, "Good catch Harry, there are three types of magic. Active, Passive, and Permanent. Active magic refers to any magic being cast by a mage at that instant, such as the 'Magic Arrow' spell. Passive magic refers to any spell with a long lasting effect supported by magic such as long term barriers or personal protection spells after their casting. Permanent spells refer to any spell with a permanent effect, most prominent of which is enchantment. According to my artifact," Yue explains, pulling up her artifact at the same time, "your artifact gives you a basic understanding of the active spell you witness. If you were to watch Negi cast his 'Thousand Thunderbolts' then you would gain a basic understanding on how to cast the spell. You would still need to practice with it, and gain the experience necessary to cast it properly with the correct amount of power but you'd still know how to cast it. Furthermore the artifact won't grant you any requirements necessary to cast spells you learn, such as the spiritual component of 'Magia Erebea'."
Chisame whistles at the power of that book, "I'm assuming the book will also keep track of the spells he learns?" Chisame asks as Harry opens the book, now seeing the first page containing the four spells Harry knows. "Guess that answers that question, quite useful." She says as they all take in the details of the spells within the books, namely their suggestions on how to improve the casting of those spells that they had taught Harry.
The group begins talking about a training schedule for Harry to learn from after the scrapped the old one. After a few hours of talking, Eva walks over to Harry and gives him a hug before telling him that he has an affinity for a specific technique that she'll begin teaching him when he turns ten.
The Next Day, Ministry Holding Cells
Sirius had just woken up from his first real night of rest in five years, wondering if the dementors had been herded away from his cell block in Azkaban. Then he looks around and sees the toilet and then looks clearly at the comfy looking bed before remembering that he was removed from Azkaban. Tears begin to fall from his face, he might be free from that hellhole soon and it's all thanks to Amy and Harry. Thinking of those two causes the tears to come further, remembering how badly he'd failed those two and Susan, his would be surrogate daughter. He lets himself cry for about ten minutes before he collects himself and walks over to the cell door, "Excuse me, is anyone out there?" Sirius asks hesitantly as he remembered the last time he'd tried talking to a guard got the number of dementors in his block doubled for a month.
A familiar face looks into the cell a moment later, "How can I help you Lord Black?" Kingsley asks in a friendly tone.
Sirius, surprised by the tone of voice the man takes, takes a moment to respond, "Yes, I was wondering when I could get something to eat?" Sirius asks in an even more hesitant tone, having been denied food for two weeks for asking the question in Azkaban.
Kingsley nods, "I'll have one of the DMLE elves get you a decent meal Lord Black. We need to get you in good shape for when your trial comes." Kingsley says before calling for an elf that immediately pops in and then leaves once she gets her orders. A moment later, a small soup with some toast and a glass of milk appear on a table in Sirius's cell.
Sirius looks at the food before turning to Kingsley, "Thank you…" Sirius says in a happy tone as the tears begin building again and he walks over to his food and begins eating. The moment the warm and tasty soup touches his tongue, the tears begin to fall once more.
Sirius manages to finish the soup and half of the toast before his stomach refuses to allow him to eat anymore. He sets aside the tray and a moment later it vanishes with a small pop. After another few minutes, the door to his cell unlocks and in walks a woman with familiar red hair, "Padfoot… Siri…. It's good to see you." Amelia says to a shocked Sirius Black.
Sirius gets to his feet and walks towards the woman he had loved before everything went to hell, "Amy…" Sirius says and the two open their arms before pulling each other into a warm embrace that has the two of them in tears.
"I… I'm so sorry Siri. I should've looked into your case!" Amelia says as she pulls the man in tighter but remembering not to crush his obviously frail body.
Sirius shakes his head, "Amy… There's nothing you could've done. It's not your fault!" Sirius says as he returns the hug as hard as he can. The two stay like that for several minutes before ending the hug. "How's little Susan?" Sirius asks, genuinely wanting to know how his would've been niece has been.
Amelia smiles, "She's happy, loved, and safe. A little upset that my work takes up so much of my time but also understanding that it's necessary for me to protect others so that what happened to Edgar and his wife doesn't happen to anyone else." Amelia explains, "She was wondering what happened to Unca Padd." She says quietly, Sirius looking down in shame.
"I'm so sorry Amy… I shou… Shouldn't have gone after the rat!" Sirius says with venom in his voice.
Amelia nods, "I understand Siri, you were distraught at losing members of your family, the very people who took you in. According to the will you're Sirius Orion Potter-Black, care to explain?" Amelia asks with a smile on her face.
Sirius smiles, remembering the day Charlus and Dorea had blood adopted Sirius after he ran away from his family, and explains the event to Amelia. "So Amy, how's Harry?" Sirius asks seriously as he sits on his bed, Amelia pulling up a chair from the corner.
Amelia smiles, "It was a rough road for him Siri… someone left him with Petunia's sister." Amelia says only to be cut off by Sirius.
"WHAT! BUT THEY HATED EACH OTHER!" Sirius yells, only to calm down from a stern look from Amelia.
Amelia sighs and begins telling him about what they discovered about Harry's old home life, what happened to the Dursleys, and where Harry went. "The Springfield family is a kind family, Harry obviously loves them and they love him in turn. Something he never got from the Dursleys." Amelia says with venom in her voice at the mention of those damn Dursleys. She then sighs and gains a serious look, "Lord Sirius Orion Potter-Black, Lord of the House of Black, I shall now begin your interrogation with Senior Auror Kingsley Shacklebolt as my witness. Are you ready to begin?" she asks.
Sirius goes into full Pureblood mode, "Yes Director Bones, let us begin." Sirius says, Amelia nodding in response before going to the door and letting Kingsley in who is carrying a pile of parchment, a quill, and a tray with six numbered vials.
Amelia grabs the quill and parchment before tapping both with her wand, causing the two items to float, the quill seemingly ready to start writing. "Confirming test of dictaquill number sixty three, property of the DMLE." Amelia says, watching the quill write word for word her sentence, "I have confirmed the viability of Dictaquill number sixty three, can you confirm the same Senior Auror Shacklebolt?" she asks, the quill continuing to write her words.
"Yes Director Bones, I can confirm that Dictaquill number sixty three is working at its full capability and can see no imperfections on the quill or its dictation." Kingsley says in an official tone.
Amelia nods, "Excellent. This is Director Amelia Susan Bones, head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement interviewing suspect Lord Sirius Orion Potter-Black. With me is Senior Auror Kingsley Shacklebolt. We are interviewing the suspect on the events leading up to and after October 31st of 1981. Lord Black, I must ask if you would be willing to consent to a Veritaserum questioning, however due to your status you may refuse to take the truth serum." Amelia says in a formal tone.
Sirius smiles, "I, Lord Sirius Orion Potter-Black, Head of the Most Ancient and Most Noble house of Black and blood adopted son of the Most Ancient and Most Noble house of Potter hereby consent to the use of veritaserum." Sirius says in his own formal tone, despite the years in Azkaban messing with his mind, he still retained the training beaten into him by his parents.
Amelia smiles, "Auror Shacklebolt, please select a random vial of Veritaserum from the tray and hand it to me." Amelia says and Kingsley does so, "I hold in my hand a vial of pure Veritaserum, vial number three hundred and four. Can you confirm that this vial has been untampered with and is in fact the numbered vial I have stated." Amelia says as she holds out the vial.
Kingsley takes back the vial and examines it closely for about a minute, "I can confirm that this is a vial of pure Veritaserum numbered three hundred and four. The vial is untampered with." Kingsley says as he holds the vial.
"Can you confirm that it's partnered antidote is on the tray and is untampered with?" Amelia asks.
Kingsley pulls up another vial before examining it, "I can confirm that this vial of Vertiaserum antidote, numbered three hundred and four, is in fact untampered with. All pre-requisites for a Veritaserum questioning have been met Director Bones." Kingsley says.
Amelia nods, "Auror Shacklebolt, administer three drops of Veritaserum to Lord Black." Amelia orders and Kingsley walks over to the side of Sirius.
"Please open your mouth Lord Black." Kingsley requests, Sirius doing so and holding out his tongue. "This is Auror Shacklebolt Administering three drops of Veritaserum to Lord Black." He says and uses the dropper to drop three drops onto his tongue. "I can confirm that three drops have been taken by Lord Black."
Amelia nods, now seeing the strange glassy eyed look on Sirius, "Physical changes caused by Veritaserum have been confirmed. Questioning shall begin with a few questions with one control question to ensure that the serum is working as required. What is your name?" Amelia asks.
"Sirius Orion Potter-Black."
"Who was your Auror Partner?"
"James Charlus Potter."
"Who is your father."
"Orion Arcturus Black is my birth father while Charlus Potter is my blood adopted father."
"I want you to try and lie on these next two questions: Are you a flying pink Elephant named Wendy?" Amelia asks.
"Y.. Y… No."
"Have you ever been married?"
Y…. No."
"I can confirm that this Veritaserum is working properly. Did you tell the Dark Lord, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, also known as Lord Voldemort, the location of the Potter family, violating the secret you were entrusted with as secret keeper?"
"No."
"Did you write down the secret and give the paper to someone who may have done so?"
"No."
"Did you betray the Potters?"
"No." Sirius says, much to the relief of Amelia and Kingsley.
"Do you know who betrayed the Potters?"
"Peter Pettigrew."
"Explain how Peter Pettigrew betrayed the Potters."
"Peter Pettigrew was the secret keeper for the Fidelus charm cast by Albus Dumbledore. I was too obvious a choice and decided to act as a decoy while Peter kept the secret safe." Sirius says, tears beginning to form despite the monotone voice he's using.
"I see, did you murder the thirteen muggles in London and Peter Pettigrew?"
"No."
"Did you use a blasting curse that may have accidentally caused the explosion that killed thirteen muggles and Peter Pettigrew?"
"No."
"Who murdered Peter Pettigrew?"
"To my knowledge, no one. He transformed into a rat to escape the blast."
Amelia nods, remembering their animagus forms, "Who caused the blast?"
"Peter Pettigrew."
Amelia continues questioning Sirius for an hour before the serum starts wearing off and Kingsley gives him the antidote while Amelia de-activates the Dictaquill. "Thank you Kingsley, please return the Veritaserum and Dictaquill to storage. I'm keeping the statement and then duplicating it with one copy going to my personal vaults." Amelia says, getting a nod from Kingsley who takes the items and leaves the room. Amelia sits back down, "So, let's talk about what's going to happen in a few days Siri."
Two Days Later, Leaky Cauldron
The Springfield family had just walked in to the Leaky Cauldron after getting a visit from Amelia Bones the previous day, requesting that the family go to Gringotts to have the family placed on Harry's accounts. When asked by the Springfield family what she meant by 'Accounts' she explained that the Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Potter was in the top ten of the most wealthy families in magical Britain.
She was further asked what that entailed so she went to explain that out of the sixty families sitting on the Wizengamot, their judicial and lawmaking body, only five houses were Most Ancient and Most Noble; The Potters, Longbottoms, Black, Bones, and Peverell. The families at this level carried seven votes, Most Ancient and Noble houses got three votes, Ancient and Noble houses got two votes, Ancient or Noble houses got one vote. It also meant that Harry's family had been around since the time of Merlin and had done wonderful acts that had given them their noble title as well as the great many lands they owned.
By the time she had gotten to how one claims the headship of their house they had arrived at Gringotts. Amelia turns to the group, "Alright everyone, dealing with goblins is a little tricky. Never show your teeth when you talk with them as they see it as a challenge or insult. Lastly, never directly insult Gringotts or its people; you may not survive long enough to regret it." Amelia explains, getting nods from the group.
They all walk up the steps to the marble building, noticing the phrasing on the plaque above the towering bronze doors which are guarded by a pair of goblins wielding swords in full plate and chainmail. "Enter, stranger, but take heed of what awaits the sin of greed, for those who take, but do not earn must pay dearly in their turn, so if you seek beneath our floors a treasure that was never yours, thief, you have been warned, beware of finding more than treasure there." Evangeline says with a hint of humor in her voice as she looks to one of the goblins. The goblin turns his head slightly at the tall woman and notices something off about her, "Tell me, anyone ever take you up on your challenge?" she asks the goblin, Amelia almost falling over in shock.
The goblin chuckles at the woman who noticed something the every wizard to ever pass their doors except a very select few hadn't. "Very few, they tend to disappear before we can find proof of the attempt. Usually we tell by the security dragons having shit a little more than usual." The goblin says with humor.
Evangeline barks out a laugh, "Dragons are always reliable as security, I approve! I look forward to doing business with your people." Evangeline says with a slight bow towards the goblin who grins widely at the woman, returning the slight bow before opening the doors for the group. As the group walks in, the goblin notices a large balding man staring at the group before walking towards the Leaky Cauldron.
Amelia walks in, still shocked by the actions of Evangeline and the goblin. She walks beside the woman real fast and starts whispering to her, "What was that about?!" Amelia asks frantically.
Evangeline chuckles, "It isn't my first time dealing with a warrior race such as the goblins. From that one interaction I can see they value Cleverness, Honor, and Bravery as well as Strength. By noticing that the poem was a challenge instead of a warning I showed cleverness. By speaking to the guard and asking him directly if I was correct showed bravery. Bowing to him and wishing to do business with them brought honor. And he was able to tell that I am VERY powerful, and thus strong." Evangeline explains, Amelia still looking confused, "Once it gets around that I, and by extension my family had those virtues, our service might improve." She says as they approach one of line, Harry and Negi going to the front of the group at Amelia's instruction.
Once they got to the teller, Harry approached first and gave a slight bow, "Greetings master teller. I would like to inquire as to the status of my family vaults that I had recently learned about." Harry says as he stares into the goblin's eyes with respect after hearing Aunt Amelia's conversation with Evangeline.
The goblin is taken aback by the genuine respect shown by the young boy and looks to the rest of the people in his party quickly, noticing the same look in their eyes and also now in Regent Bones' eyes. He nods respectfully, "Well met, may I have your name so I may have our records pulled? And, though due to your words I would have my doubts, I must ask if you have your key?" The goblin teller asks.
Harry shakes his head, "I am sorry master teller, but I have never had my key. I only recently learned about this world and even more so the nature of my family's status in this world. My name is Harry James Potter-Springfield master teller." Harry says, causing a lot of the business in the bank to just outright stop as he had said it loud enough that the next couple of lanes had heard it. Murmurs began breaking out as people speculated whether this was the boy who lived, the title making the Springfield family look to Amelia for an explanation which she promised to give later.
The goblin stares at the boy for a few seconds before nodding and reaching under his desk for a piece of parchment and a quill. "Please write your full name using this quill; it will let me know if you are telling the truth Mr. Potter-Springfield." The teller says and Harry nods before writing his full name, it being written in red before slightly glowing gold when he puts the quill down. The teller nods and takes the parchment, "Please follow me Mr. Potter-Springfield, and please bring your party with you." He says as he closes his line and gets down before walking around the row of booths.
The group nod and follow the goblin, passing a number of them as they continue following the teller, now known as Griphook when asked by Harry, and a lot of them nod respectfully at the group. They pass by a large number of ornate tapestries and metalworks until they reach a door made of what seems to be made of gleaming silver. "Is… Is that Mithril?" Harry asks Griphook who barks out a laugh.
"Yes, just as Tolkien describes is it not?" Griphook says with mirth. "We forge silver in such a way that it becomes stronger than steel, hence it being known as Goblin Steel to the wizarding world. Now then, this is the office of your account manager as well as the director of Gringotts offine. Under no circumstances are you to draw your weapon Miss Setsuna, nor are any of you to cast any magic without the permission of the director. To do so might mean that one less of you walk out of here." Griphook says seriously as he lifts one of the large bars and slams it twice.
A booming voice calls out, "Enter!" and with a slow movement, Griphook opens the door.
Inside the room is a large goblin sitting behind an ornate desk made out of a dark wood with golden engravings lining the body. Along the walls are many blades and other assorted weapons and armor. "Lord Ragnok, I present Heir Potter-Springfield and his adoptive family." Griphook says with a deep bow and a respectful tone.
The large goblin known as Ragnok looks at the group, "Thank you Teller Griphook, you're dismissed." Ragnok says, causing Griphook to bow deeper for a moment before leaving the room. "Please, have a seat everyone." He says as a chair appears for each of the Springfields, each chair being made of a deep colored wood and covered with leather. The Springfield family gives the goblin a polite bow of respect before taking a seat, Ragnok eying Harry. "It's been quite a while since a member of the Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Potter has sat in this office. I am Lord Ragnok of the Goblin Nation and Account Manager of the Potter accounts." He says with a small smile.
Harry smiles in turn, taking care not to show his teeth, "I'm sorry that it has taken me so long to meet with you Lord Ragnok, I only recently learned of this world." Harry says with respect. Ragnok raises an eyebrow at that statement with a look that says 'Explain.'. Harry swallows at the serious look given to him before sighing, "I was raised by my Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon for the first five years after my parents died." Harry starts, getting a grim look from Ragnok, "I nearly died by their hand, but was rescued by these people who took me in and healed me, gave me a home, and love. I knew of Magic because of what happened to me that day but not of the world. It was only because of an attack by Mundungus Fletcher that I learned of this world." He says, making Ragnok growl in anger as he looks to Amelia who nods in response at the accusation.
Ragnok raises a hand, "One moment please Heir Potter-Springfield." Ragnok says in an irritated tone of voice. Harry nods and Ragnok presses a point on his desk, a moment later a goblin walks into the room and bows deeply, "Redlung, fine the Fletcher accounts for half of their current value for an attack on one of our highest tier clients. Take five percent for yourself, five percent for Gringotts, and add the remaining total to the main Potter accounts." He says, the goblin barking out an affirmative before leaving quickly to perform the task given to him. "I apologize for that display; an attack on one of our most prominent clients is taken very seriously. Now let's get down to business." He says before pulling up a sheathed knife and a parchment, "Please cut your thumb with this knife and allow three drops of blood to fall onto the parchment, it will give us all of the current details of your accounts."
Harry looks to his parents who look slightly suspicious by this but nod in acceptance, causing Harry to do so as well before taking the knife and pricking his finger. After dropping three drops of blood onto the parchment, the cut heals instantly and words begin appearing on the parchment.
Hogwarts, Headmaster's office
Albus had his head in front of his fireplace, talking to one of his many allies, "And you're sure that you saw the group walking into Gringotts?!" Dumbledore asks worriedly.
The man in the flames nods, "Yes Albus, the group was exactly as you had described them. They were also travelling with Amelia Bones." The man says, causing Dumbledore to start sweating.
"I'll be heading over there shortly Elphias. Thank you for relaying this to me." Dumbledore says, sincerely grateful for the actions of his longtime ally.
Elphias smiles, "Of course Albus, I'll keep an eye outside to see if they leave before you arrive." Elphias says before disappearing from the flames.
Above Dumbledore, Fawkes the Phoenix watches his companion, sensing his further staying from the light path. Frustrated, Fawkes vanishes in a burst of flame to hunt and relieve some tension at having seen the man the majestic bird had become fond of falling further into the dark.
Gringotts, Director's office
Harry and the others watched with bated breath as the names of the houses that Harry was a member of appeared on the Paper.
Heir Primary of the Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Potter
Heir Primary of the Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Black
Heir Primary by birth and conquest of the Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Peverell
Heir Primary of the Founders House of Gryffindor
Heir Primary by conquest of the Founders House of Slytherin
Heir Primary by conquest of the Ancient House of Gaunt
Heir of the House of Entheofushia (Descendant and Adoption, third in line)
Heir by magic of the House of Emrys
Lordship capable of Houses of Potter, Black, Peverell, Gryffindor, Slytherin at the age of 11 due to being last of line
Lordship of Gaunt capable when Lords Ring is returned, Heirs Ring available
Lordship of House Entheofushia capable when current Heir and Lady either perish or abdicate
Heirship of House Emrys available by magical decree at age 11, Lordship available at Majority in either the Magical or non-Magical world
No Lordship available for House of Springfield
Following the surprising list of houses Harry was the heir to was a list of all assets available to the group when Harry took up his various Lordships, with limited access to most of the vaults himself. However, due to his adoption, his parents could access the full vaults with Harry's permission provided he and Ragnok are with the group when they go to the vaults. Negi looks over the list and looks at Ragnok, "Excuse me, Lord Ragnok. I am curious as to a few names on the list here. Exactly how is Harry the Heir to the houses of Slytherin and Gaunt by conquest? To my knowledge he hasn't ever fought anyone outside of one of our practice spars." Negi asks respectfully.
Ragnok looks at the man, "He is Heir of those houses as the one known as Lord Voldemort, the one who murdered your parents, the late Lord and Lady Potter, was slain due to magic performed by Lady Potter. However, due to her being deceased at the time, the rights of conquest passed to her closest magical relative. May I ask your name?" Ragnok asks.
Negi nods, accepting the explanation, "My name is Negi Entheofushia Springfield." Negi says, surprising Ragnok, "That's actually part of another question I had for you. The name Entheofushia is quite infamous back in our homeland. I know I am the secondary Heir whereas my cousin Asuna is the current Lady of the House. May I inquire as to how Harry is both adopted into the family yet also a descendant?" Negi asks.
Ragnok smiles, "Well, it seems that more people from the other side have finally come." Ragnok says, getting surprised looks from everyone else while Amelia just looks confused. Ragnok looks at Amelia, "Madam Bones, if the Springfield family requests it I will need an oath from you not to reveal what I am about to say to anyone without their permission." He says seriously.
Amelia gulps, wondering how big this could be if the leader of the goblin nation wants her to give an oath, "Lord Ragnok, in order to prove my trustworthiness to the Springfield family I had made an oath on my life and magic to always act in Harry's best interest unless it would conflict with my duties as an auror. Unless this secret will be dangerous to the magical world then I shall keep it per my oath." Amelia says with a respectful tone and a low bow.
Ragnok looks to Negi and Harry, "Yes, she made an oath along those lines. It was stated in the Potter wills that she was one of the people who should've taken care of Harry should the worse happen to his mother and father, but the will was sealed. In addition, it seems her memory of Harry was interfered with as she started saying things that someone who didn't want anything to do with another wouldn't say." Evangeline explains, getting a nod from Amelia as well.
Ragnok nods, "Alright. One day, an island appeared in the ocean surrounding Great Britain fifteen hundred years ago. The island was populated by magic users the likes of which had never been seen before. A woman claiming to be the princess of the island met with the Goblin Overlord of the time, Ragnok the third, and requested our expertise in space manipulation magic which we use on our vaults and the tunnels below. We created with the combination of our magic and theirs, a magical barrier capable of keeping the island where it was but also preventing unauthorized outsiders from finding it. That island eventually became known as Avalon as time went on." Ragnok explains, soliciting a gasp from Amelia. "After the barrier was in place, Princess Arika Ambrosia Entheofushia requested our assistance once more, this time in an attempt to return to their homeworld." He says, this time making Amelia look at the group in shock as she puts the pieces together. Their names, the fact that they're extremely powerful magic users but she had never heard of them in the magical world and finally, a somewhat alien feel to their magic.
"Y-you're either from Avalon, or from their homeworld, am I right?" Amelia asks Negi.
Negi nods, "We're from their homeworld, another dimension to be exact. Magic called out to us when Harry was hurt and we created a portal here from our dimension to save him. If necessary, the portal is in our home, ready to be used. There is a story in our magical world, Mundus Magicus, in which an island vanished from Ostia, one of the magical countries of Mundus Magicus, fifteen hundred years ago. Communication and travel was possible for a while between the two but cut off and never re-opened." Negi explains, causing Amelia to gape and look at each of the Springfields in shock. "My mother was Arika Anarchia Entheofushia, whose status is unknown no matter what magic we try. And she was the former queen of the Vespertatia kingdom, before she became known as the Queen of Calamity, something I'll explain at a later date." Negi says solemnly, getting a nod from Ragnok and Amelia. "So it seems that Harry is a descendant of Arika Ambrosia Entheofushia, correct?"
Ragnok nods, "Indeed. He is the only remaining blood descendant of the Entheofushia family that resided in this world after the event." Ragnok explains, causing Harry to look at Negi with wide eyes.
"We-we're related?" Harry asks hesitantly, getting a smile from Negi.
"VERY distant cousins many times removed, but yes. It still doesn't change the fact that you're my son, this just means that we share the same blood too." Negi says as he wraps a single arm around Harry's shoulder.
Harry smiles before looking back at Ragnok, "So what does it mean to be the Magical Heir of Emrys?" Harry asks.
Ragnok smiles, "We actually don't know. Magical heirs are rare anywhere in the world. It seems the residual magic of Merlin wanted his line to continue with a worthy heir. You'll have limited access to the Emrys vault at age 11 and full access at your majority." Ragnok explains, getting nods of understanding from those present. "Let's get back to the previous matter of Avalon. Most of the residents moved out into the world with only a few remaining on the island, which cut itself off from the rest of the world around six hundred years ago after a few wars were fought and almost brought Avalon into the conflicts." He says as a goblin comes in with a large leather binder and bows to Ragnok before leaving.
Evangeline nods, "Smart, hide away while the idiots destroy themselves." Evangeline says with a small smile on her face, "Though destroying them yourself if you have the ability to is also a fair strategy."
Evangeline's words cause Ragnok to bark out a laugh, "Lady Springfield, you have the mind of a goblin! We prefer to destroy our enemies by any and all means available to us, whether that's through financial means or a bloody battle it means little to us." Ragnok says before looking at the family one by one before pulling up the Potter financial files that had arrived a few moments ago. Ragnok starts looking through the binder and starts narrowing his eyes before going to a desk in the corner and pulling out a similar looking binder. He looks through the two binders for a few moments before growling. "So… It seems as if we have a traitor to the nation." Ragnok says with a deep seated anger in his voice. He looks to the group, "This binder," Ragnok pulls up the one that was delivered to him, "contains the transaction records of the last five years for the Potter accounts and is kept in our archives. This binder," he pulls up the one from the desk, "is the master record for the Potter accounts. It contains every transaction for the Potter accounts since its creation at Gringotts. Unknown to all but the account managers for the Most Ancient and Most Noble houses, each of those houses contains a Master Record. The existence of the Master Record is a secret that can only be shared with the account holders, our successors, and the trusted allies of the holder's family provided that they are from a Most Ancient and Most Noble house." Ragnok explains.
"I'm assuming that someone decided to dip into the Potter accounts." Chisame deduces.
Ragnok nods grimly, "Yes, according to the Master Record, the Potter trust vault has been emptied on the 30th of July every year for the past five years. Each transaction resulted in 5,000 Galleons being removed each year the day before its scheduled refilling. Yet, in the archives record, it shows that there have been no transactions." Ragnok explains before looking at Harry, "Heir Potter-Springfield, I will have this matter investigated thoroughly and the offending parties will be punished most severely. Until then, the main Potter accounts remain untouched except for investment revenue and a few businesses you own. There is much more information we can go over once you claim your Lordship, but for now this shall suffice." Ragnok says as he slides over the portfolio, the numbers of galleons shocking the group as they read over the income. He goes into further details about the accounts including the various businesses that the family now owns and then offers to put Chiu Inc. on the portfolio, investing a portion of the Potter accounts into the company. Chachamaru makes a suggestion that is improved by Evangeline where they would allow the person who was taking money out of Harry's vault to do so again while the vault is monitored by Lord Ragnok, they would then arrest the goblin thief while penalizing the wizard thief's vault, and then remotely destroying the vault key.
A few hours later, the group leaves the director's office, him having sent for a number of guards to begin questioning the tellers and account managers, while he leads the group out of the bank, the Heir rings of the houses of Potter, Gryffindor, Black, Peverell, Gaunt, and Slytherin, each of which combined into a single ring out of convenience. Lord Ragnok and the Springfield family walk into the main lobby where each goblin bows their heads in respect for the leader of the goblin people. He opens the doors to the outside of the bank for the group and thanks them for coming.
The group walks outside, thanking Ragnok for his time and bow in respect for the goblin lord, Evangeline and Ragnok sharing a vicious grin after their quick conversation. The group makes it to the bottom of the marble steps, "Well, today was a surprising trip. I expected a quick check of your family finances, but we found a very dangerous criminal act being committed against you. Goblins take theft extremely seriously." Amelia says with an exasperated tone. Amelia shakes her head, "I would like to talk with you at length about some of the discussions we had with Lord Ragnok, but we'll save that for another day."
Negi nods, "Yes, we'd like to invite you over for dinner to have that discussion soon. Would this coming Saturday be fine?" Negi asks.
Amelia nods as the group enters into the Leaky Cauldron and they sit at a private booth. Amelia casts a few privacy spells, "Yes, that sounds wonderful. Oh, one more thing. I managed to get Sirius a trial two days from now at the next Wizengamot session. I've gathered evidence using Veritaserum, a truth serum and also the Potter family will. I'm sorry to say, that due to the will having been sealed, I will need your testimony in the courtroom to keep it in as evidence." Amelia explains as the lower half of her face is hidden behind her interlinked hands.
Konoka sighs as she holds Harry tighter as the boy starts breathing a little heavier, "Amelia, the last time Harry had to testify about his abuse he could only get a few details out before the judge asked if he wanted to step down." Konoka says in a compassionate tone, beginning to rub her son's back.
Amelia nods in understanding, "Believe me, I understand completely. I don't want to call Harry at all, nor do I want Ted to do so. But it's what we need to get Siri free… Despite the years he's spent without a trial, there are a great many people who see the man as a monster and there are quite a few people who will be harmed by his release. Quite a few high ranking people sent him there; we need you to keep those who sent him there from claiming that the will is inadmissible. If they manage that, then the case is lost." Amelia explains.
The Springfield family goes silent at that while Harry is still in Konoka's arms, Nodoka rubbing his shoulder. Harry thinks on the man who is his godfather and the woman that would've been like a mother to him and makes a decision.
Gringotts Lobby, a few minutes prior
Albus Dumbledore had just walked into the bank, passing by a great many goblins and other patrons of the bank. He walks up to the third teller on the left, "Greetings Axebreaker, I would like to make a withdrawal." Dumbledore says as he hands over a golden key to the grinning goblin that nods and walks off.
Two days later, Wizengamot Chamber
Amelia walked into the Wizengamot chambers wearing her personal robes as was the right of the DMLE director, she takes her seat as the representative of the House of Bones (AN- From now on, unless a new house is introduced, all houses will just be referred to as that, I will post the ranks of each house at the bottom of the chapter after the ending AN-). The various members of the Wizengamot chatter amongst themselves as they await the Chief Warlock, Dumbledore, to open the session. Amelia runs through the thoughts in her head, thinking of the plan that she and the others had come up with. As she finishes thinking, Dumbledore walks into the chamber, standing beside his large chair at the high center of the seating area, "Greetings members of the Wizengamot. Please be seated." Dumbledore says, each of the members moving to their respective seats, Elphias Doge sitting in the Potter seat and Lucius Malfoy in the Black seat as well as their own crests adorning the chairs. "This session of the Wizengamot is now open; do any members have any immediate business to discuss?"
Lucius Malfoy fumes in his chair as he remembers the past few days of trying to find and silence Sirius Black before anything could come of an investigation. All of his agents reported the man being removed from Azkaban by Aurors the day Fudge had floo called him, the guards on his payroll not remembering the names of the Aurors who had removed the man.
Elphias thought back on the day Dumbledore had asked him to represent the Potter seat using his authority as the Magical Guardian of Harry Potter. He was surprised the man trusted him to vote in his place, and happy too. He had used his power as the Potter proxy to vote for bills Dumbledore had supported many times over in payment.
Amelia stands, everyone in the room now looking at her, "Chief Warlock, an ally of my family has an Heir that would like to claim his status in front of the Wizengamot for his seats. He is ready in one of the adjoining rooms to be called in." Amelia says, a number of the members starting to murmur over who it could be.
Dumbledore nods, "The Wizengamot recognizes the right of an Heir to publically make a claim for his house. Please have the Heir brought in." Dumbledore says, getting a wide grin from Amelia who walks to the room closest to her door. She opens the door, revealing a boy wearing a Black and Red robe with black hair, green eyes, and rounded glasses and a group following behind him.
Dumbledore's mouth gapes in sight of the group as they walk down into the center of the room, murmurs breaking out wildly at the boy, his appearance matching the boy who lived. Harry walks apart from his group a few feet ahead of them, his nerves calming with some mental encouragement from his Magistra. He breathes deeply, "My name is Harry James Potter-Springfield, Son of Lord James Charlus Potter and Lillian Rose Potter nee Evans, adoptive son of Negi Entheofushia Springfield and Chisame Hasegawa Springfield." Harry says, shocking the Wizengamot into silence, except for Amelia which Dumbledore notices, "I am here to claim the Heirships of my houses."
A few moments of silence pass in the chamber before Dumbledore clears his throat, calming the tension from the others somewhat. "Harry my boy, it's so good to see you again. I thought these people had taken you from your relatives for good. Aurors, if you could please restrain these kidnappers." Dumbledore says and a number of Aurors begin moving to follow the order.
Amelia slams her hand down on the bannister, "BELAY THAT ORDER! Chief warlock, under what authority do you order my Aurors!?" Amelia asks with venom in her voice as the aurors stop moving.
Dumbledore looks at the woman with a grandfatherly smile, "Amelia, I'm surprised at you! These people kidnapped Harry Potter from his home and kept him from his rightful guardians. Isn't that enough to have them arrested for kidnapping the last Heir to a Most Ancient and Most Noble house?" Dumbledore asks as a number of people start getting angry at the group due to the accusations, though the group just stands there stoically, uncaring.
Amelia chuckles, "They didn't kidnap him Chief warlock, and in fact they rescued him from his abusers." Amelia says seriously as everyone in the chamber stops murmuring and look at the woman in shock. She nods, "It's true, I saw the records myself, including the muggle trial transcripts. They were found guilty of attempted murder and abuse of a minor, in our world specifically for one of his station, irrespective of their status as muggle would have been sent to Azkaban, through the veil, or had a kiss with a dementor. Their crimes warranted such punishment." She says as the chamber look at the boy who has lowered his head, the red haired man kneeling beside the boy and rubbing his back. "After his rescue by the Springfield family, they healed his wounds and gave him the love and affection a child deserves. Something he never got with the people he was forbidden to go to in the first place." Her words causing Dumbledore to pale significantly. "Now then, I believe it is time for you to accept Heir Potter-Springfield as the Heir to his families." Amelia says, getting numb nods from the other members who are shocked at the fact their savior was abused bad enough to have to be taken from his guardians.
Dumbledore clears his throat before looking at Harry, "Harry my boy, I don't think it wise to clai…" Dumbledore starts but is cut off by Evangeline.
"You don't get the right to think you know what's best for my grandson after you defended those monsters!" Evangeline growls out in anger.
Amelia nods in agreement, "Furthermore Chief Warlock, it is not your place to speak to someone of a higher station than your own minor house without the proper respect. Refer to Heir Potter-Springfield again without his proper respect and I'll move to have you censured." Amelia says with conviction, getting nods even from Dumbledore's own supporters.
Dumbledore nods, "Understood Regent Bones. Heir Potter, please forgive.." he is cut off again this time by Harry.
"It is Heir Potter-Springfield, Chief Warlock. I was legally adopted in the non-magical world by my father and mother; please use the name I have now." Harry says resolutely.
"Yes, Heir Potter-Springfield." Dumbledore manages to say, albeit reluctantly. "Are there any objections to Heir Potter-Springfield claiming his heirship?" he asks, getting no responses from the chamber, "Then please approach and state the houses you claim heirship to and present the heirship rings." He says tiredly as he couldn't find the Potter heir ring to prevent Harry from finding it.
Harry presents his hand, "I, Harry James Potter-Springfield, hereby claim heirship of the following houses: The Most Ancient and Most Noble house of Potter, The Founders House of Gryffindor," the chamber gasps, "The Founders House of Slytherin by right of conquest," more gasps and cries of outrage from the darker houses, "The Ancient house of Gaunt," Dumbledore's eyes go wide, "The Most Ancient and Most Noble house of Peverell," Dumbledore goes deathly pale as he remembers losing the connection to the elder wand, "The House of Entheofushia, and lastly, The Most Ancient and Most Noble house of Black." He says as the last ring appears on his hand.
At the sight of the ring Lucius Malfoy jumps up out of his seat in rage, "DO NOT DARE LIE BOY! THERE IS NO WAY A HALF BOOD COULD BE THE HEIR OF THE HOUSE OF BLACK!" Lucius yells at the boy. "My son is the closest in line to inherit the house, I move that Heir Potter-Springfield be barred from claiming Heirship to the house of Black." Dumbledore smiles at this, being able to reduce the power Harry would have.
As Dumbledore gets ready to support the motion, Amelia cries out, "Lord Malfoy, I have knowledge that the current lord of the house of Black had personally chosen one of the relatives he thought worthy as the next heir due to all of the others being poor choices." Amelia says, causing Lucius to grit his teeth in anger, "In fact, this ties into the next part of my notices. As head of the DMLE, it is my place to call forth trials for suspected criminals. The former Heir, and now Lord of the house of Black has sat in a cell without trial for the last five years." Amelia says, Dumbledore almost having a heart attack on the spot at those words, "I hereby ask Heir Potter-Springfield and his family to vacate the center of the chamber so that my Aurors can bring in the suspect, Lord Sirius Orion Black!" Amelia says. Silence reigns for a few moments before bedlam ensues.
END
BIG AN- I wanted to give Harry something unique that would help make him powerful but not outright break him in terms of power. The Bibliotheca Infinitus only gives him a very basic understanding on how to cast ACTIVE spells he sees being cast. This won't give him any sort of power boost in order to cast the spell, nor does it give him the fine control to cast any spell in succession, it is purely meant as a learning tool to help develop magic. That's not to say he wont see a certain spell and learn how it works and then masters it later, hint hint. ALSO, IN THE EVENT THAT A SCENE SEEMS TO END ABRUPTLY, LIKE THE DUMBLEDORE SCENE, thank you plums for that review, THEN IT MEANS I HAVE SOMETHING SET UP FOR LATER! SOMETHING WILL HAPPEN IN A FLASHBACK ABOUT THE KEY SCENE!
AN-Sorry for the late post, got caught up in Destiny 2 again and was writing this while I played. I also wanted a longer chapter this time, but next chapter may be a similar if not longer length. I hope you all enjoyed the chapter so please, PLEASE REVIEW!
Next time: Trials, Family, and a new Friend!