"So this is Diagon Alley?" Harry said
"Yes" Petunia spoke in a clipped tone
"You know Auntie I can shop by myself, can you give me 20 quid so I can take a cab back home?"
"Yes, Yes, that's a good idea" Petunia said and handed over 30 quid "Take $10 extra so you can get yourself some lunch"
"Haha, great! Well I'm off" Harry leaned in and gave his aunt a hug ignoring her slight flinch before heading into the leaky cauldron
Harry arrived in Diagon Alley, and walked right in front of Gringotts Wizarding Bank. It was early in the morning and there were only a few wizards walking around the alley. Not wanting to be noticed, Harry hurriedly entered the Wizarding Bank.
Walking inside, Harry noticed that there wasn't anyone in the lobby other than Goblins. As he passed several Goblins sitting at their work stations, Harry realized they were all staring at him with a sneer.
Walking up to the extravagant counter top, Harry approached the Goblin. "I would like to speak to the Branch Manager regarding some special circumstances regarding my account." Looking down at the small wizard, the Goblin was about to speak when he noticed the scar on the young wizards forehead. Harry noticed the look of curiosity that flashed across the Goblins face.
Getting irritated Harry spoke up again,
"Look, I know I don't have an appointment but this is really important."
The Goblin, finally taking his eyes off of the scar, was about to address Harry.
Glancing down at his watch, Harry knew that the shops in Diagon Alley were going to be closing soon, and he had much that needed to be done.
"Look, if the Branch Manager is to busy to speak to one of his customers, then maybe I will no longer be one of them."
Turning 180 degrees, Harry began to walk away when he paused and glanced over his shoulder
"I will be closing all the Potter accounts on the morrow."
The Goblin, sitting in his chair with the smuggest grin on his face, looking like he could care less that a wizard was closing his account, that was until he heard the name Potter.
Still glancing over his shoulder, Harry watched the Goblin fall right off his chair and vanished behind the counter with a thud. With a huge smile spreading across his face, Harry kept up his walk back to the main door.
The Goblin rushed around to the other side of the counter and practically tackled Harry to stop him from leaving.
"Please Mister Potter, Do not leave, and for Heaven's sake ...please do NOT close your accounts with Gringotts."
Harry was startled by the Goblin grabbing him around his legs
"[NIMM DEINE VERDAMMTEN HÄNDE VON MIR!]" Harry shouted in perfect German, he then repeated his words in a soft whisper this time in english "Get your fucking hands off of me"
The Goblin was lifted off of Harry by force and flew across the floor, landing close to the very counter that he worked at. Harry got into a fighting stance. As a few of the Goblins started to surround Harry with menacing looks, Harry realized, he probably shouldn't have done that. The Goblins still closed in looking even more menacing.
The Goblins, not slowing down or backing off, kept approaching, closing in on Harry. Still standing in a fighting stance, Harry, bouncing on both feet, leapt forth from his location and found himself surrounded by a plethora of spells from the Goblins, heading straight for him.
Harry weaved through every single spell that was shot at him easily, the spells slammed against the counters and desks as paper flew everywhere and smashed up wood chips scattered across the lobby entrance. Harry, who wasn't the least bit tired at the physical exertion, and just continued standing there, looking so fierce that anyone who crossed his path at that moment would die. The Goblins just stood there amazed, that a single human dodge at least twenty powerful Goblins firing spells at him with such ease, this scared the Goblins to no end.
The Goblins hesitated, worried that this wizard was going to go on the offensive, the Goblins started to slowly retreat until a loud deep voice interrupted the scene, startling everyone at the newcomers sudden appearance. Immediately all the Goblins dropped to their knees as the newcomer spoke again. "What in Ragnok's name is going on here?"
Harry, who turned in the direction of the stranger's voice, realized immediately that this was the Branch Manager of Gringotts. Quickly embracing what Petunia taught him, Harry began to put a plan together in his head and was about to speak when he was interrupted by the Branch Manager.
"Mister Potter, my most humble apologies," as he waved his right hand, the twenty Goblins rose up into the air and flew in a single file line, flat against the wall. Being held against the wall by force, the Goblins just grunted painfully as the Branch Manager spoke again. "Gornuk..." the Branch Manager's assistant flew over from where he was lying on the floor from my attack, right in front of the Branch Manager. "Can you explain to me why you approved this level of our attack against one of our most honorable clients? I would hate to have to kill you Gornuk, good assistants are so hard to find these days."
Harry calmly walked up to stand in front of the Branch Manager.
"Do I have your permission to deal with the punishments of my warriors, or would you like to handle those matters personally" asked Brodrig.
"I'll handle their punishment" Harry replied.
Harry waved his end and all 20 Goblins were lined up in front of him. He then proceeded to take out a serrated knife and using incredible force sawed the left hand off of each and every one of the Goblins that attacked him
"Well that's one way to do things Mister Potter, now that we have cleared this mess up, why don't we retire to my office to discuss further business, Gornuk clean this mess up and have someone bring us drinks, This way Mister Potter." Brodrig motioned the way to his office. As Harry followed towards Brodrig's office, they could hear Gornuk yelling at the Goblin warriors, slapping and kicking them as they passed by him and telling them to clean up the blood and limbs
Harry walked into Brodrig's office and took a seat at the elaborate oak desk. "I am Brodig, Mister Potter, what can Gringotts do for you today" began Brodrig.
"I am sure you are aware that I am the last and sole heir to the Potter throne, as such it is written that I can not claim my position as Head of House Potter until I turn seventeen or become emancipated. Thus granting me access only to my trust vault until such time. I'm sure you know, but there are only two ways for me to gain access to the items and money in my vault"
Brodrig nodded as he could see where Harry was going with this, "It is written that such age guidelines can be removed by a Branch Manager or a Goblin Council Member upon extraordinary circumstances." said Brodrig. "The only other option would be for you to remove your vaults from Gringotts" Brodig said with a pained expression
"Let me tell you Brodig that one of those two things will happen with certainty today" Harry spoke with an innocent smile
"I can see how these circumstances could be considered extraordinary" Brodig spoke with a feral grin "It's going to be hard to explain why an 11 year old lord is running around magical Britain though"
"About that I would like to keep my Lord status hidden until my name is called during the sorting ceremony" Harry replied with a smirk
"Very well, that would be just fine, I am going to require a blood test from you" Brodig nodded
The goblin stood up and went to a filing cabinet at the back of the room. From here the goblin- known as Brodig pulled out a scroll and a needle. When he opened said scroll it was blank, Harry looked at the sheet of paper with dawning comprehension. It was a hereditary blood scroll, add a drop of blood and it would trace your heritage, then list what you were entitled to . The scroll uses the memory in the blood because all blood has a bit of each biological parent, through this method the scroll shows at 10 generations of family members, both directly and indirectly related to the sponsor. Brodig explained this to Harry.
"Harry I should let you know that these are expensive, now this is one is priced at ₲550, we have other scrolls that date further back, each generation cost ₲10 more than the last and the first generation is priced at ₲10, so if you only want access to the Potter accounts one generation scroll priced at ₲10 would be enough" Explained Brodig
'Hmm, I better go back to at least to the Hogwarts creation era, I think I'll go with 50 generations' thought Harry
"Ah Brodig please get me a 50 generation scroll" Said Harry
"That will be" Brodig pulled out an abacus and moved the pieces around with lightning speed "₲12750" spoken with a toothy grin and a hint of greed
"That will be fine, take it out of the main Potter account"
"Understood, I will go fetch the scroll"
The goblin stood up and went back to the same filing cabinet at the back of the room. Brodig pulled out another scroll much larger than the last
"Take the needle and place a drop of blood on the scroll" Brodig explained handing Harry the scroll and needle
Harry watched as the paper lit up with a bright light similar to that of a computer screen, then turned off only for words to be written on the page
Inheritance Test
Harry James Potter
Inherited Lordships
Noble and Most Ancient House of Potter
Noble and Most Ancient House of Ravenclaw
Noble and Most Ancient House of Gryffindor
Noble and Most Ancient House of Peverell
Noble and Most Ancient House of Slytherin (Conquest)
Minor House of Gaunt (Conquest)
Inherited Vaults
House of Potter
House of Ravenclaw
House of Gryffindor
House of Peverell
House of Slytherin
Harry James Potter Trust Fund
Properties
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (75%)
Potter Manor
Potter Cottage
Godric's Hollow
Gryffindor Mansion
Gryffindor Castle
Gryffindor Forest
Gryffindor House
Ravenclaw Castle
Ravenclaw Valley
Ravenclaw Cabin
Ravenclaw Mansion
Chamber of Secrets
Slytherin Castle
Slytherin Snake Garden
Businesses
Zonko's (20%)
The Daily Prophet (61%)
Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions (15%)
Saint Mungo's Hospital (12%)
Broomstix (45%)
Eeylops Owl Emporium (19%)
Flourish and Blotts (35%)
The Leaky Cauldron (24%)
Magical Menagerie (47%)
Quality Quidditch Supplies (100%)
Slug & Jiggers Apothecary (5%)
"Well, you never have to worry about being poor." Brodig stated softly before giving a bark of laughter. "This is only the 3rd time I've seen someone inherit this many Lordships and the 1st time with houses of that high a status" Brodig turned around and grabbed around and grabbed a silver chalice. "This chalice is used to summon your Lordship rings, from wherever they may be, it also removes anything deemed harmful on the ring, from enchantments to curses, please place a drop of blood into it" Brodig handed Harry the chalice
Harry took his needle and let a drop of blood fall into the chalice, the chalice was then immediately sealed shut and Brodig let out a gasp
"Damn, one of those rings must have some nasty curse on it, the chalice only seals shut when the curse is too strong to remove, I'm going to take the chalice to one of curse breakers, I should be back in about an hour" *Brodig glanced at his watch* "Would you like to wait or come back later?"
"~Tempus Revelare~" Harry spoke
"7:39:02" The spell revealed
"I'll just stay"
"As you wish soon-to-be Lord Potter" Brodig replied and left his office
After about 45 minutes Harry dozed off in what could only be described as super comfortable armchair, more like a couch because of Harry's size
"Harry, Harry, HARRY!" Something was yelling at Harry
"Hmm?" Harry mumbled sleepy eyed "Oh it's you Brodig"
"I'm not sure if you need to be anywhere but it's actually 4 in the evening" Brodig spoke
"Ah, no, not at all, why didn't you wake me up when you took the curse off?"
"That was actually the problem, the curse on the ring was so powerful, we had to call on 5 of our best curse breakers to remove the damn thing" Brodig replied
"Brodig, I will claim all lordships now"
"Sure thing, Mr. Potter. I had a curse breaker, bring in the rings, while you were sleeping." Brodig took out a box. In the box were five rings. Each ring was gold, with a family crest in the center, where a gem might've been on a normal ring.
"I thought I was getting six rings?" Harry questioned
"Ahh about that it seems the Gaunt family had stolen the Peverell ring, they must have never worn it either or it would not have accepted them, so the Gaunt family was absorbed by the Peverell family"
"That makes sense"
"Now all you have to do, to claim your lordship is slip on the ring. If it accepts you, than something will change about your appearance. Each ring, also acts as a portkey, even if there are wards up to prevent transporting in and out. They will bring you to that vault if you say vault, the headquarters of that rings estate if you say home, and to any preset destination. The rings will also be invisible when you want them to be. As you have five rings total, they will all merge into one. All you need to do is think which ring you would like to be seen. If the ring doesn't accept you, there will be in pain. Are you ready to begin?" At Harry's nod, Brodig continued. "Now whichever ring you choose first will be your main appearance, for example if you choose Slytherin, Peverell, Potter, you would look 50% Slytherin, 25% Peverell, 12.5% Potter and so forth" Brodig said, as he passed Harry the ring.
'Hmm I guess I'll go Peverell, Potter, Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, Slytherin' thought Harry
The Peverell ring, like the others was gold. In the wizarding world all Lord rings were gold, and all the heir rings were silver. All rings had the crest of their house on them. The Peverell crest was circle inside a triangle and vertical line in the middle. The symbol of the Deathly Hallows. The vertical line represents the Elder Wand; the circle, the Resurrection Stone; and the triangle, the Cloak of Invisibility. Harry slipped the ring onto his finger. The moment he slipped the Peverell ring onto his finger there was a flash of white and a small magical pulse.
"What just happened" said Harry
"It appears the rings have bonded to you" explained Brodig "Also Lord Potter, if that is what you would like to go by, since you just took up more than one Lordship you may change name but you must keep Potter-Peverell-Slytherin-Gryffindor-Ravenclaw lest you give up the associated Lordship"
'Hmm, well I did want a reminder of my past' thought Harry
"I Harry James Potter-Peverell-Slytherin-Gryffindor-Ravenclaw shall now be known as Hadrian Adolf Peverell-Potter-Slytherin-Ravenclaw-Gryffindor, so mote it be" with a flash magic the deed was done
The names were listed in order of what he would like to be referred as, it really does not matter after the first one as shall now be known as Lord Peverell or Harry Adolf Peverell
"Lord Peverell now that all that business is out of the way could I do anything else for you this morning?" the goblin said with a rare smile
"No"
He finally made his way out of the bank. It was now early afternoon. Harry decided to buy some things in Diagon Alley.