*Reminder: This story does not have a Beta. If it is hard to read, I don't know why you are still here at chapter 9.

The two had to wait until Maragold came back with the potions before they could leave. After downing five potions and instructed on how to take the rest, Harry was sent off with enough potions for the rest of the week and instructed to return Friday the 13th.

Sitting across from Goldfeather again, Harry felt both hopeful and scared.

"As Healer Aurora said earlier Mr. Potter, the Goblin Nation is not in the habit of advising wizards on matters outside of their finances. However, with your unique circumstances I have been authorized to work outside of my normal capacity and give you some personal advice. We will start with the most pressing issue, your guardianship."

Harry, unsure of how to politely interrupt the goblin, raised his hand.

"Yes Mr. Potter" Goldfeather asked with a slight quirk to his lips.

"May I please have a quill and parchment? I don't want to forget any of this and would like to take a few notes." Harry explained.

Feeling slightly proud, Goldfeather handed over the requested items.

"Since your guardians have proved themselves to be unfit, I would suggest you hire a solicitor. It would be best to have an adult advocating for you when you talk to Madame Bones. The Ministry does what is best for the Ministry, not the individual."

Harry raised his hand again and waited to be acknowledged. "Would you be able to suggest a solicitor? I don't know where I would find one."

Goldfeather started to dig through the paperwork on his desk. "Your family previously used Mills, Lowback, & Nott. However, I would keep in mind that although they were on retainer, your parent's wills were still sealed and you were sent off to your relatives without a second thought." Goldfeather explained with a sneer.

"Your other option is to find new representation. The alley has a few offices to choose from. If I were to recommend anyone I would recommend the Second Horizon Law Firm. They have been around for about 30 years and have really made a name for themselves. They usually handle high profile, criminal, muggleborn cases, but I think they would find your case beneficial to take on. Either way, make sure you sign a confidentiality agreement with them before going into detail about your situation. Wizards unlike goblins are prone to gossip. With a copy of the will and the health form, your solicitor should have enough for an initial meeting with Madam Bones."

Goldfeather waited to see if Harry had any other questions before continuing. "The second topic I wanted to speak to you about is the basilisk you killed. Finding a basilisk is rare and finding someone willing to kill one even rarer. Harvesting and selling it's parts would make you a lot of money."

"But the basilisk belongs to Hogwarts!" Harry broke in. "Slytherin placed it in the school as protection. So I can't sell it and even if I could, it is still under the school. Not to mention, I have no idea how to harvest it."

"Remember Mr. Potter, you are heir to two of the founders, Slytherin being one of them. You are also the one who slayed it so it is yours by rights. As for harvesting it, if you are willing, I will talk to the Goblin Council about setting up a contract to harvest and sell the parts." Goldfeather took a moment to consider before adding, "You will want to have your solicitor look over it before signing".

Remembering his earlier conversation with the portrait he added, "You should consider asking Madam Bones to send some of her people and a representative from the Board of Governors over to make sure the site is secure and the school is safe to reopen. From what you told me, the headmaster never explained the events of the chamber to the school and some of your fellow students might be too afraid to return, or might still be under the impression that you were the attacker."

"You're right." Harry said. "Towards the end of the year, the other houses would make snide comments about earning extra points in case Dumbledore decided to interfere with the cup again. Which ended up happening. Dumbledore gave Ron and I each 200 points. The other houses weren't even close." Harry finished guiltily. "I think they will be even more upset with me next year. Especially if they think I didn't earn it and was actually the one hurting people."

"In that case, have your solicitor make sure the press is invited to the event. That way the students and parents feel safe with the school reopening." Goldfeather added, remembering the advice from the portrait. "That is the last piece of advice I have for you. Do you have any more questions?"

Harry looked down at this list before asking, "I know you said both solicitors were in the alley but do you have an address?".

Goldfeather thought for a moment before rummaging through his drawer. In the third drawer he found what he was looking for. He gave the parchment a scan before grabbing a quill and adding some annotations.

Handing it over to Harry, he started to explain, "That is a rough map of the alleys. I added some notes to help you orientate yourself."

On the map Harry saw that Diagon Alley cut across the page with a few alleys branching off until it hit St. Martin's Lane. Looking back down Diagon Alley, Harry saw Golderfeather had written Gringotts, the Leaky Cauldron, and Olivanders. Harry noted that Knockturn Alley went further back than his little adventure last year had shown him. Continuing along he glanced over three unfamiliar allies until he saw Second Horrizon Law Firm written on a street called Innovation Alley. This was the shortest street he had seen so far. Towards the end of Diagon, Harry saw Mills, Lowback, & Nott noted along Emerald Alley.

"Do you have any more questions?" Goldfeather asked when Harry looked up again.

"No, this is perfect. Thank you for your help today Goldfeather."

"You are welcome Mr. Potter. Now here is a copy of your parents wills and your new key. I have taken the liberty of voiding all previous keys. Since this is a parent key you will be able to pay with it. For a small fee I can lock the key to your magical signature so others are not able to use it. I can also add some anti-theft ruins to it." Goldfeather offered.

Harry gave a quick nod. He may have a lot more money now, but he wasn't going to chance losing it by being cheap or careless. "Yes please. Do I need to pay you here? I don't have a lot of gallons on me but I can run to my vault quickly." Harry explained.

"No need Mr. Potter. Simply sign this agreement and I can have it withdrawn from your vault later." Goldfeather expian as he handed over the paperwork. Seeing Harry about to sign he interrupted. "Mr. Potter, one should never sign anything without reading it first. You never know what you could be signing away."

Giving a sheepish nod, Harry put down the quill and started to read. After he finished reading the long document with ridiculously small print at the bottom, he signed the form. As he lifted up the quill, the form glowed a faint yellow before returning to normal.

"That should conclude our business for today. I will see you Friday 13th at 10 am to finish our talk about your accounts and your follow up with Healer Aurora." Goldfeather said as he took back the forms and handed over the now charmed key.

"Good day Mr. Potter, may your gold flow and your enemies weep." Goldfeather said before he realized what he was doing. Did he really just give a goblin valediction to a human?

"Thank you again for your help today sir, may your gold flow and your enemies weep." Harry cheerfully repeated before walking out of the office.

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After making a quick withdrawal from his vault, Harry finally left the bank. It was now almost 3 O'clock and he was sure wizarding professionals kept the same hours as muggles. If he was going to be able to hire a solicitor for tomorrow's meeting he had better hurry along.

Harry decided to go to Mills, Lowback, & Nott first since they had worked with his family before. Maybe they had a good reason for messing up his parents' wills. Turning onto Emerald Alley, Harry was shocked by the difference. While Diagon Alley looked like London in the 1700's, Emerald Alley looked like it was based on ancient Grecian architecture. There were huge white columns everywhere. Some had vertical lines running from the top to the bottom, others had pictures painted on that reminded Harry of images from his old history textbook. Instead of the brown cobblestones that had covered the other two alleys, Emerald Alley was decorated with golden squares that were polished to a sparkle.

Walking down the street Harry noticed a large structure, almost as big as Gringotts. Checking his map Harry saw Goldfeather had marked it as Elysium. It was a large, two story building with sparkling emerald statues of Greek gods lining the walkway into the building. The second floor housed a large balcony with people seated at varying sized tables and billowing emerald curtains fell from the ceiling to help give privacy to the tables.

Harry couldn't help wondering what came first, the book or the street?

Moving halfway down the alley, Harry finally stopped in front of the offices of Mills, Lowback, & Nott. Entering, he was greeted by a scowling middle aged woman.

"Are you lost boy?"

"No, I would like to see a lawyer." Harry stated with as much confidence as he could muster.

"This is a prestigious legal firm boy, not a charity." The receptionist replied, giving him a look from head to toe.

Harry was not liking his first impression of his family's former legal representation. "I am not looking for charity. I am perfectly capable of paying."

The receptionist didn't seem the least bit impressed. "Consultations are 12 galleons an hour. You will have to pay for the initial hour upfront." She said with a vicious smile.

Harry pulled his key out and gave it a little wave. He normally wouldn't try to flaunt his money but this lady was really getting under his skin. Harry paid for his hour and followed a house elf to the only free Jr. Solicitor, Edward Davis.

As soon as he walked in Harry knew he wouldn't like Edward David. The man gave him the same look the receptionist had. Harry was very familiar with the look. He often saw it on the faces of his aunt, uncle, Malfoy, and Snape. Yep, Harry never had a good interaction with anyone who had that look of superiority.

"Well go on then. I suppose you have already paid for your hour so you might as well tell me what you need me for. Although, I could take a guess." Edward said not even trying to lower his voice at the end.

Taking a seat Harry began. "I am looking for a solicitor who is well versed in contract law and ancient family law. Primarily when it comes to inheritance."

"Ancient family law? What kind of help could you possibly need? And why are you here alone? Where is your guardian? Are you a half-blood? I will not help you steal from an ancient family just because your mother seduced a respectable pureblood!" Edward was leaning over his desk and doing an impression of Vernon by the end of his tirade.

Knowing when to run, Harry stood up and quickly left the office. The receptionist had a small twisted smile on her face as Harry came back into the waiting room. "We don't give refunds." She said with glee.

"I don't need one. That 12 galleons was well spent. Now I know not to spend any future money here." Harry said trying to do his best Snape impression, billowing robe and all.

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