Having just had his thoughts somewhat rudely interrupted, in short by the letter that had just arrived on his desk, Dumbledore gave his glasses a quick wipe before replacing them. As he opened the letter, he noticed from the seal that it was from Gringotts. This struck him as very unusual indeed, since Gringotts hadn't written to him for at least 25 years. Nonetheless, he began to read the letter.

Dear Mr Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore

IMPORTANT NOTICE: FORECLOSURE OF VAULTS

It has recently come to our attention that your vault(s) you hold with Gringotts have been utilized in such a manner that violates both Goblin and Wizarding financial laws as well as the Gringotts Code Of Conduct.

Due to the extreme nature of the unsavory activity identified, we have been left with no option other than to commence with immediate effect the foreclosure of all the vaults you hold with Gringotts, in addition to this, the contents of all such vaults will be seized in accordance with the Gringotts Code Of Conduct. Please be advised that we are not prepared to discuss any of the specifics of this decision made, and you are henceforth barred from opening further faults with Gringotts. Should you be found to have entered Gringotts premises, we will consider this an attack on the Goblin world and will not hesitate to defend what is ours by any force necessary.

Sincerely yours,

Blordak

Head of vault review and risk assessments

Dumbledore couldn't believe what he had just read, after reading the letter two more times to make sure what he was reading wasn't someone's idea of a joke, he crumpled up the letter angrily then overturned his desk in frustration, causing several portraits to suddenly wake up, and the portrait of Dippet to exclaim "Really!" A quick wave of his wand returned the desk to it's previous condition.

"Bee in your bonnet, Albus?" Dumbledore turned around to look at the portrait of Nigellius. "You could say that, Phineas," was his reply. "Well, I am all ears." he chided as Dumbledore was grabbing some floor powder and responded with "Not now" before disappearing in the fire place in emerald flames. "Suit yourself then," came his reply before going back to sleep again, along with all the other portraits.

Dumbledore arrived in the fireplace of The Leaky Cauldron, much to the surprise of Tom who was cleaning one of the table tops. He ignored Tom's surprised greeting, and pushed angrily past several very surprised people entering the pub, and didn't stop until he reached Gringotts. He has barely even set one foot inside, when he was surrounded by several spears and swords from the security guards. The goblins at each of the counters hissed unpleasantly at him, one even spat at him.

Unfazed by any of this Dumbledore produced the crumpled up letter he read earlier and held it up. "What is the meaning of this?!"

Several of the goblins snickered at him.

Blordak, the author of the letter and the one who had just spat at Dumbledore spoke in a very snide tone.

"Ah yes, Mr Dumbledore. It may not have occurred to you we don't take kindly to those who see certain fraudulent practices as acceptable business conduct with Gringotts. You have some nerve to even bother thinking of setting foot here. You have 10 seconds to vacate Gringotts….."

The other goblins started laughing.

"NOW SEE HERE!" roared Dumbledore, going red in the face and raising his wand at the same time, "You goblins are the thieves here! How in Merlin's name is it even legal to leave anyone, especially as someone as supreme as myself without a single knut?! THIS means WAR!"

He was cut off by Blordak, "We wish you the best of luck in attempting to survive without monetary means, however as you have dug your own grave, go lay down in it". Suddenly, there was a flash of purple light and Dumbledore found himself flying and hitting the ground very painfully outside of Gringotts and the doors slammed harshly shut behind him, followed by a tounge briefly sticking out of the door knobs blowing a raspberry at him.

Seething with the utmost rage, Dumbledore marched back into The Leaky Cauldron and flooed himself back to his office at Hogwarts. Once he was back in his office, he summoned the largest bottle of whisky he had in his office, popped the top off and drank it heavily until there was barely a drop left.

So, Harry thought he could outsmart him and interfere with his long standing plans did he? If only he knew where Harry was right this moment, he would punish him something so dreadful, he'd wish he was back with the Dursleys again. His thoughts were interrupted by Nigellius.

"Albus? I have just overheard something rather interesting about young Potter's disappearance during my visit to Grimmauld Place. It concerns possible sightings of the boy on a train he is said to have taken instead of the Hogwarts Express".

Dumbledore couldn't believe his ears! "Pray do tell me more, Phineas, this could make it so much easier to get a lead on Harry."