The Unveiling:

Priya found herself in a small but richly decorated room with beautiful wooden panels. She sat down as both Harry and Bloodaxe, made themselves comfortable. Bloodaxe then spoke:

"I can remember meeting your mother, Lilly for the first time. She would generally voice her complaints about the wizarding world, when with your father. I would ask James that she come along for regular updates on the Potter Estate. Her insults were creative and were good entertainment. I see that some things do travel in the blood. I am Bloodaxe – Manager of the Potter Accounts. We summoned you many times via owl. We had hoped you would take your own initiative to visit us, after knowing your heritage? Why the lapse?"

Harry replied, "Master Bloodaxe, I have been told honestly is the best policy with the Goblins. I have never gotten any mail from the magical world. Nothing at all. I knew nothing about the magical world up to last week Tuesday."

There was a momentary pause and suddenly Bloodaxe was livid.

"What?" How can this be possible! This is an outrage! Somebody is losing their head tonight in Gringotts!" Bloodaxe barked, seemingly on the edge of going berserk.

"I do not think it might be Gringotts' fault. I can see magic and there is a dome around my house. I have seen many weird beams of energy that seem to come from elsewhere and they are stopped by a dome-shaped shield." mentioned Harry.

Bloodaxe's eyes suddenly went wide with surprise. "You have Mage sight?" Then he realised that Harry would be ignorant of the name of the particular talent, as he had mentioned he was new to the wizarding world. He decided to explain after observing the curious look on the boy's face.

"It is the ability to see magic – can you see magic?"

Harry replied, "Not only magic – I see all sorts of other things too. I think I can see electric fields and radio waves sometimes? The first time I tried to use my magic to do that I got a headache. I have to filter some of the things out." Bloodaxe's and Priya's eyes went wide with disbelief. Priya had never heard of magic used to examine the electromagnetic spectrum. Bloodaxe, inquisitive as to how such a rare ability had manifested in the boy queried him further.

"How did you discover this gift?"

Priya looked on as Harry genuinely stared downwards at his shoes for a bit until he got the courage to continue. The Goblin felt so much pain from the boy. His magical aura – he had suffered an immense trauma. Almost like…death? Harry began to narrate his story in a small voice.

"How can I explain this best? I have been raised in a muggle home. My guardians are the Dursleys – the family that Petunia Evans married into. I did not know anything about Magic really until last week. I had suspicions but it is hard to imagine something you have never been exposed to.

I sort of had a terrible accident that I don't know? Forced my Magic out? It isn't the Hogwarts type of magic with a wand. I can make magic do some basic things before I get tired, by using my will.

I began to explore the world with my Magic and it helps me get by. I channel my magic to read, write and learn quickly. I have a little place in my mind where I organise my thoughts. My mum, here I met at school and"

Priya beamed brightly upon hearing that she was special to the boy.

"My magic told me that she wanted to help because my pain hurt her. My magic is helping me recall words that I have read before. Before the accident, I could barely pronounce anything. I am using magic to help my voice and my memory along too. My voice used to be very squeaky and I could not pronounce a lot of words?"

"That is truly remarkable. I believe you have discovered something that we Goblins understand about magic. Magic is intent. And wands while convenient, are a crutch. The Founders of Hogwarts acquired wands after doing magic wandlessly for many decades because that was needed to teach wizards with mass education. As for your voice and your language, why not use what is rightfully yours? You seem willing to use whatever resource that comes your way. That is particularly admirable.

Your ability to organise your mind is called by the Wizards, Occlumency. Few ever master it. Having access to this at such a young age is unheard of – I think it will do wonders for you. We Goblins have never needed wands contrary to the fools in the Wizengamot" Bloodaxe explained as he smiled. He suspected that the boy was powerful and he only needed the right tools and guidance to make his mark in the world.

Naturally, profit would follow. He needed for the boy to make profit. He was the only realistic threat to overthrow the Malfoy earnings. Bloodaxe saw a pragmatic opportunity and decided that the adage "No risk, no reward" applied in totality to the situation. The Potters were fairly wealthy and had practised far better fiscal prudence than many of the other houses for many generations.

This boy could help him make profit.

"Our weaponsmiths thought your ideas were excellent for the halberd. Where did you get those ideas? And where did you learn your greeting?" Bloodaxe questioned, his expression taking on a curious lilt.

"A muggle science fiction book. The character was going to be punished by people who were from a warrior culture like your people, and I thought it sounded violent enough? As for wizarding stupidity, well I already lost my parents to some Dark Wanker named Dork MoldyPants. To think people openly support a man, pointing a wand and killing a child. Right now, seems Mum and I are on the outside because of discrimination. Blood Purity Traitors the lot of us are, eh? I don't see why my Mum should not be working at St Mungo's? She completed the Healer exams with the highest grades in History? I saw the results?"

Priya was touched by the boy's comments. So, Harry had looked at the examination results she had framed in the living room. She had indeed made a perfect score on the exam. Yet that had not attracted any attention. More interesting, there seemed to be genuine vitriol in his tone? He seemed angry? She supposed it was acceptable, given his suffering.

"Ah yes, not one bit surprising. Your mother Lilly was talented as they come and same issue. As for the Shield you can see around your house, it is probably a mail blocking ward. Did you see a green-gold looking thread? That is our magic. We will make arrangements to get around that. Who do you think is responsible?" Bloodaxe queried, already knowing the answer coming to him.

"The fucking goat." Bloodaxe thought. This reeked of the manipulation that was a regular occurrence with the bearded menace.

"All I know is that Albus Dumbledore left me in a place where I would be starved, isolated, sometimes beaten and regularly abused," confirmed Harry. "I know this because of a letter that he left with Petunia."

Bloodaxe lost his mind as he put the entire situation together.

"The Potter Heir abused by Muggles! THIS IS…UNACCEPTABLE! We should kill them! I will do it myself! GRIPHOOK GET MY BATTLEAXE ON GOBBLYDOOK'S HOOKED NOSE I WILL TEAR THEM TO BLOODY RIBBONS! AND THE BEARDED GOAT IS INTERFERING AS USUAL! THE KOBOLD, WE WILL CASTRATE HIM!"

Bloodaxe then observed Harry, wanting to know the status of his safety as his temper cooled. He asked the boy to continue:

"For the past week, I have made them obey me by leaking magic into my voice. I can command them by force. They give me my full meals, pay no attention to when I come and go, and are out of my way."

At this point, Bloodaxe started to laugh. He almost fell off the raised chair he was sitting on.

"You have much guile in you boy. Making the enemy work for you? They are deserving of their fate. This information has been useful. We had expected the will of your parents to be read early, as long as you showed up. We were sure of your location in the Muggle world, so we sent correspondence. We took steps to contact you and Dumbledore interfered. We will punish him with fines for interfering with our business. What business are you here to conduct?"

Harry looked to Priya and she took out a neatly folded list and began to read some of the things they hoped to accomplish which included:

· Obtain access to all gifts and inheritances left for Harry Potter by the Wizarding Public.

· Use these items to open a new account that can be secretly used to benefit his development.

· Use the funds for both magical and muggle purchases.

· Establish what he can take from the Potter Vault – he should be able to access a trust vault, his heir rings and family heirlooms left by his parents.

· Examine the possibility of bonded House Elves.

Bloodaxe looked at the woman with raised eyebrows and said "You are truly a sly woman Ms Singh. Excellent choice of goals. Let us see what we can do. Gringotts is aware that many people left things for Harry Potter. It was an uncertain time so we did not connect the influx of records to magical markers so they could be summoned immediately. Searching for this information will take two seconds of total bank shutdown time and will cost a 5,000 galleon fee. The unused money in your trust fund might be enough to pay for this. It's a gamble. You may not have much in gifts – you might lose money this way. But to establish what has been left, you must establish your identity and claim the Potter Heir Ring."

Harry nodded.

"Griphook fetch the blood-inheritance bowl. Also, fetch a summary of all the Potter Holdings. This is a priority request for an alpha-class customer." Bloodaxe then explained to Harry that he would have to drip some blood into a bowl by cutting his hand. Harry replied, "Pain is an old friend, not bothered about a teeny knife."

Bloodaxe realised that Harry was not afraid of pain and he seemed to be tough as a nail.

Bloodaxe had abhorred Silverdagger, the Malfoy account manager for a very long time. Usually, Goblins never meddled in the affairs of wizards, but Bloodaxe had always enjoyed an excellent relationship with House Potter. Bloodaxe wanted to be atop the rankings, like in the golden days of Charlus. Silverdagger had double-crossed many families and always loved to gloat about the small pittances Malfoy sent his way. Bloodaxe reasoned he would assist the boy as much as possible. Frankly, the boy had been forged in so much pain – his magic indicated that he had suffered. This was no wimpy pureblood scion. No, this was Charlus back from the grave. The boy also seemed to carry his mother's wit and that was also an admirable quality.

"Fitting" Bloodaxe thought to himself as he observed the boy cutting his hand without any hesitation. The boy did not flinch, nor did he bother to examine the large unnecessarily deep gash on his palm. Bloodaxe's face twitched with rage as he inferred that the boy had been beaten to a bloody mess regularly, to possess that type of pain tolerance. The blood diffused into the bowl and the scroll that Bloodaxe had levitated for everyone to examine slowly came to life. The following gradually appeared in inky, smoky red text:

Particulars by blood:

Name: Harry Hadrian Potter.

Date of Birth: July 31st, 2000.

Mother: Lilly Rose Potter nee. Evans

Father: James Charles Potter.

Godfather: Sirius Orion Black.

Inheritance

By Blood:

· Potter Estate: as Lord Potter at majority.

· Potter Inheritance: as Heir presumptive. Eligible for House Rings, Family Heirlooms and Trust Account, immediately.

Inherited Magical Dispositions:

· Father – Transfiguration, Combat Magic

· Mother – Mind Arts, Charms.

Then the parchment continued to swirl, as the ink became blue coloured. This was an unusual surprise, and Bloodaxe realised that there were two conditionalities, which could be met for this occurrence.

Bloodaxe had seen this before when old, extinct lines were generally claimed by muggles of no name and no magical house if they were judged worthy by the House magic. He found this strange - what other House had judged him to be worthy? That would put him in line to inherit two lineages. Not unheard of but very unusual. He would control two seats in the Wizengamot.

Or perhaps the other eventually had arisen, considering his company? Magic would sometimes recognise individuals who were family by magical right. This occurred when valorous and pure individuals had volunteered to help a person selflessly, and not via political oath. This was an occurrence that had almost disappeared with the rise of political promises, and Bloodaxe wondered if perhaps Ms Singh would qualify. After all, it was heartening that the boy at least had one trusted Guardian. Bloodaxe was not sure which way it could go – but having either possibility occur was rather unusual but very welcome. He began to suspect that Harry Potter was an unusually surprising child. Slowly as all the text materialised, Bloodaxe began to cackle with a mad laugh.

"Oh boy, Silverdagger is fucked now." Bloodaxe thought to himself.

Harry Potter was not necessarily the wealthiest now – but he could easily be wealthier than the Malfoys in a couple of years with the right investments and business opportunities. What appeared on the parchment after the text settled was the following:

Particulars by magic:

Name: Harry Hadrian Potter.

Date of Birth: July 31st, 2000

Magical Familiar: Lightning-Phoenix Grace-Storm-Talon

Adoptive Mother: Master Healer Priya Singh.

Adoptive Sister: Hermione Granger.

Adoptive Sister: Apprentice Retainer Lorna Findlay

Adoptive Grandmother: Amba Singh.

Adoptive Grandfather: Ved Singh.

War Abbot: Battlemaster Dr. William Granger

In service to: Queen Elizabeth II, by the Grace of God, of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland and of her other realms and territories Queen, Head of the Commonwealth, Defender of the Faith, Queen of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland.

Advocate: Apprentice Retainer Lorna Findlay

Advocate: Master Muggle Healer Dr. Jean Granger

Inheritance

By House Magic:

· Peverell Estate: as Acolyte Artificer Peverell effective immediately. Eligible for entire vault.

· Apprenticeship Sponsor: Invictus Peverell Portrait by proxy, on behalf Master Artificer Invictus Marius Helvius Peverell.

Inherited Magical Dispositions:

· Patrilineal (17+ generations): Warlock magic.

Bloodaxe began to rub his hand with glee. Reactivation of the Peverell accounts? Oh yes, Bloodaxe would receive much prestige now. This was a culturally important moment for Gringotts as Invictus Peverell, reached out, from beyond the grave, to continue his work. Based on the talents he had observed, the boy was powerful. An old type of ancient magic had resurfaced in the boy.

Warlock Magic.

The same type of Magic that had made Godric Gryffindor unstoppable on the battlefield. The magic of the Peverell Dynasty. Merely the use of this magic would ruin everything Dumbledore had planned. The boy desired to be independent and the Peverell magic would ensure this. Perhaps this was the root of the momentous spectacle earlier? The boy seemed unusually articulate for his age, even though he had openly admitted that speaking was challenging. Perhaps the magic was already shaping the outcome?

It did not matter. Lady magic was to be respected. So yes, two people were fucked – Silverdagger and Albus Dumbledore. The fates were aligning.

Meanwhile, a personal alert had been given to King Ragnok. As he read who had inherited the Peverell dynasty, he considered that it was time to fulfil the oath that he had promised Invictus so many centuries ago. He would watch over the boy – and it was truly a sign of fate that Harry Potter, was the descendant of Invictus Peverell. An ancient house that had changed the Wizarding world to suit its needs, was being brought forth once again. However, Ragnok was curious to see what the boy himself brought forward, so he sent a summons to the boy.

He would speak to the boy himself.