Welcome to the Peverell Clan, Harry Potter:

Bloodaxe explained that King Ragnok only spoke to people he considered talented and worthy of respect. Bloodaxe with the collated information and shared the following with Priya and Harry:

Potter Main Vaults:

Loose Coinage: 2,824,112 Galleons

Family Heirlooms: 145,674 Galleons

Investments:

· Nimbus Broom Company (2 %)

· Sleakeasy's Hair Potion (Royalty, 2%)

· Teenage Witch Weekly (1%)

· Zonko's Joke Shop (2%)

Property:

· Potter Manor – Location: Scotland (damaged)

· Three lots of land – Location: Hogsmeade (disrepair)

· Single Unit House – Location: Godric's Hollow (destroyed),

· Single Unit House – Location: Little Whinging (excellent condition and warded).

House-Elfs: Two (Mipsy and Tipsy)

Potter Trust Account:

Loose Coinage: 16,000 Galleons (2000 Galleons yearly withdrawal from main Potter account)

Family Heirlooms: 3 Trunks with personal effects

Active Wills:

· Last will of James Charles Potter,

· Last will of Lilly Rose Potter nee. Evans

Amalgamated Wizarding England Trust Fund c/o Harry Potter:

Loose Coinage: 1,224,871 Galleons (7300+ individual contributions)

Amalgamated House-Elfs: 25 House Elves

Amalgamated Property: 10 Properties (disrepair), locations currently unavailable.

Peverell Main Vaults:

Loose Coinage: 8,756,176 Galleons

Family Heirlooms: 569,123 Galleons

Property: Peverell Manor and Peverell Vineyard.

Peverell Apprentice Account:

Loose Coinage: 50,000 Galleons (Apprentice Acolyte Fund)

Special Contingency:

· All Peverell Research Trunks

· Peverell Portrait Master Artificer Invictus Marius Helvius Peverell II.

Active Wills:

· The last will of Master Artificer Invictus Marius Helvius Peverell.

Bloodaxe concluded the summary as Priya wolf-whistled. That was a lot of money. They would not have a problem with affording anything but the best this afternoon.

Good, the boy deserved it.

Bloodaxe explained wills were generally read a week after Inheritance tests so that the necessary parties could attend, but Harry's case was special. Dumbledore could arrive and use the excuse of 'Harry's safety and he also was not beyond using his political power in the Wizengamot as leverage. Gringotts had decided to immediately dispense the will quietly. Remus Lupin would be contacted at Harry's discretion for his inheritance. Peter Pettigrew was dead, so his presence was not a concern.

Now, the reading of the wills would begin:

The Last Will of James Charles Potter, Head of House Potter.

Parties subject to this will – Lilly Potter nee Evans, Hadrian Harry Potter, Sirius Orion Black, Remus Lupin.

I James Charles Potter be of sound, mind, and body declare this my final will and testament. I, in the presence of witness Sirius Black, appoint Bloodaxe of Gringotts as my executor in the fulfilment of my wishes, in case of my untimely death. I render all other wills null and void. I, as the last living male Potter of my line, I do declare:

Should I perish, but my dearest wife Lilly and my son survive, I leave the entire of Potter estate to be dispensed at her will until my son comes of age. Should the unthinkable come to pass, and my son survives with no parents in the world, I request the following:

To Sirius black, I leave the prototype Triumph Rocket that I was secretly modifying for your birthday. You will find the increase in performance desirable, in comparison to the old Harley Davidson we previously used. I also leave you a single knut as a joke – I am aware you don't need money. I leave you with what is truly most precious to me. I leave you the guardianship of my son, as his godfather. Padfoot, take care of my boy for me. Make him into a marauder.

To Remus Lupin, I leave you 500,000 Galleons and a safe house that we had initially purchased for Petunia. It is well-fortified and warded. I hope that you will use the inheritance to take care of yourself. Do not consider this charity – This is a gift from your brother in magic and blood. I only ask that you tutor Harry. Teach him what he needs to know Moony. Sharpen his mind, so that it rivals the sharpness of your teeth. Harry will not care that you are a werewolf, it is just a furry little problem.

Hail the Wolf King.

I request that Sirius Orion Black and Remus Lupin collectively skin Peter Pettigrew alive. We had heard rumours that he had gone dark. We did not believe them. If we are dead - Lilly and I, it means that Peter Pettigrew as our secret keeper for the Fidelius, betrayed our location to Lord Moldypants. Remus, the switch was supposed to be the greatest prank ever. I guess it was our greatest demise.

To my son Hadrian Harry Potter, I leave everything else - the entire Potter Estate to be inherited at the age of 17 when you reach your majority. I also leave our notes, textbooks, paraphernalia, and Hogwarts property of both your mother and I, so that you may prosper in your studies. I leave you our family heirlooms – the invisibility cloak and the Potter Grimoire. May you terrorise Wizarding England with both those inheritances.

I was never able to wield the house magic. But I hope that you will one day, my dearest son. Know that you are always loved. You were conceived in love and we, your mother and I will continue to love you from beyond the Veil.

This is James Charles Potter – the last Lord Potter signing off.

Mischief managed.

Priya made a note to buy Lorna a tub of her favourite ice cream. Lorna had turned out to be partially correct. The betrayal came from within, perhaps not from political machinations in the Wizengamot but from a servant of the Dark Lord nonetheless. Someone right in the bosom of the Harry Potter family.

Sirius Black had been imprisoned wrongly.

Harry realised that Unca Pa'foot was Padfoot. Sirius Black. It made sense. And Remus Lupin? Unca Moona? So, these were the friends of his parents. These were people who adored him in his memories. Harry queried "Where is Sirius Black, my godfather right now?"

Bloodaxe understanding the momentous revelation from the will answered, "Lord Peverell, your godfather is wrongfully imprisoned in the wizarding prison Azkaban. It was such infamous news in Wizarding England, that I don't think anyone does not know that name. Even we are aware as Goblins."

"Great. Dementor haven. That place is so horrible that even Petunia Dursley knows about it. I know enough. I also know that I am going to break into that place and rescue him." Harry said almost casually.

"Err…..Harry, nobody has ever escaped that prison. Nobody knows where it is?" Priya muttered very slowly, not wanting to upset the boy. Harry replied:

"You are thinking I am going to use magic. Why won't GPS and a drone with autopilot work? I might decide to break into the place with a Helicopter, Guns and Semtex explosives. As for the dementors who cannot be affected by spells, do you think they will cope well with temperatures approaching absolute zero? Or I suppose Dementors aren't made up of atoms and molecules like anything else? A whole load of Bose-Einstein condensate might do them in? Or how about burning them with Plasma at 25,000 degrees? Plasma torches get that hot. That is nothing unusual. What about when the Plasma undergoes magical enhancement? You must think I was hoping to use wood or something mum? You are aware that Plasma is hotter than the surface of the Sun right?"

Priya then opened her mouth to offer a rebuttal and stopped before any sound could leave her mouth. She realised that Harry had two ideas that had never been tried by the magical community. Yet, from her A-Level studies, they were scientifically sound. Harry knew about Plasma and Absolute Zero? Bose-Einstein Condensate? He had to be far ahead of most children. His application of what he knew, however, was truly brilliant. Magical things were still made up of Atoms and Molecules like anything else….

She then realised that the Dementors were truly fucked. Absolutely fucked.

Bloodaxe had no idea what Harry was speaking about but it seemed from the sudden expression on Ms Singh's face that young Harry had stumbled upon something that nobody had considered. He had seen Timilf, his daughter exercise the same expression many times. Perhaps this is why the Peverell Magic had accepted him – he had to be worthy to wield it. He had already had the mind of an Artificer and merely needed to learn the ropes. Bloodaxe realised that any wizard who messed with Harry Potter was in for a sticky end.

"Master Goblin Bloodaxe, could not Harry merely ask a retainer to handle this, as the evidence is available?" queried Priya. Bloodaxe figured the boy's mother would rather he not experiment with dangerous spells or items.

Bloodaxe replied "Yes correct, but who is the Supreme Mugwump? Who gets involved? How long until the freedom of Sirius Black is manipulated to suffer Lord Peverell again?"

"Oh crap no, not good, not good at all. Well, Harry being involved in your life is interesting. In one week from just looking to make a salary, I am plotting against the whole wizarding world and planning to screw over Dumbledore. I am also responsible for raising an academic prodigy while fixing your body with a prototype device and personally created spells that have never been tested." she joked, with a smile coming to her face.

"You like the excitement. I will make it worth your time?" replied Harry as he grinned.

Bloodaxe nodded. Yes, this pair would do – they shared a close enough relationship, and it seemed that the witch would provide a mother's love. After mulling over the unusual set of events so far he continued

"Now I will read the last will of your mother, Lilly Potter nee. Evans"

The Last Will of Lilly Rose Potter, Lady of House Potter.

Parties subject to this will – Hadrian Harry Potter.

I Lilly Rose Potter, be of sound mind, and body declare this my final will and testament. I, in the presence of witness Sirius Black, appoint Bloodaxe of Gringotts as my executor in the fulfilment of my wishes, in case of my untimely death. I render all other wills null and void. I, as the last living female Potter of my line, I do declare:

I give to you the gift of a mother love from beyond the grave. The value of this letter surpasses all those things that you will receive today. Hear me well my beloved child, my dearest boy.

Your father and I agreed that it was not necessary for me to separately give you anything. Before our decisions today, I would have maintained a separate vault as a bridewealth present. My heirlooms were moved to your trust account and the money was consolidated at my insistence, despite your father's protest.

I could sense our end was coming. It would appear I have a trace of seer blood in me. Lord Moldypants is persistent. That is why I left an old piece of Nordic warlock magic enhanced by a druidic ritual waiting for him. It sadly required the willing sacrifice of my life. It will protect you in the gravest, the utterly gravest of circumstances. Read my diary in my trunk to learn about the players of this game and how to win them. I foresaw that you would suffer great pain. You will have to plot – the servants of Lord Moldypants, and the Death Munchers are still alive and well.

Do not make the mistake Dumbledore made. Show them no mercy.

Dumbeldore's mercy denied many families of their parents and children. The Bones, McGonagalls, MrGregors, McKinnons, Prewett Twins, even the Goblin Family that was murdered, among many unnamed others. Do not forget the hundreds of non-magicals who died. People who lost their loved ones and the Ministry merely obliviated them.

Who are the magicals to interfere with the memory of muggles who do not interfere with the affairs of the magical world?

In my notes, I began to discover the fundamental scientific nature of magic. For example, I discovered that Wingardium Leviosa and Arresto Momentum both essentially did graviton manipulation. Gravity as created by a fundamental particle in science, is manipulated by a common magical spell that nobody thinks twice about. Magic has a basis in science. I never got to finish my research. I hope that you will read my suppositions and continue my research.

But most importantly my dearest son, know that I loved you so much that I did not hesitate to sacrifice for you. Without fear. Without doubt. And I will carry the memories of holding you in my arms, into the afterlife. I will remember how you gurgled and laughed, how you would smile and babble when Moony and Padfood came over. To my little moonbeam, my greatest gift from the stars themselves, I will love you eternally.

Lady Lilly Rose Potter.

Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.

Any sufficiently advanced magic is indistinguishable from technology.

Harry began to sob quietly. His mother, Lilly Potter had loved him. Loved him to the stars, loved him as much as the night moon. Even Priya cried too. Bloodaxe provided both his clients with napkins and after the sorrow had waned away, he offered both of them a cup of tea.

Fate could sometimes be cruel, Bloodaxe thought to himself. The most brilliant witch in the last century, who was interested in advancing magic, was killed by some madman. The Goblins considered the study of magic sacred and anyone who wished to understand its workings were respected. And Lilly Potter had set a trap for Lord Voldemort? Ha! The Dark Lord, the Pureblood purist beaten again by a muggleborn woman. This information would be relayed to his King later. Lilly Potter for her direct service to the Goblin Nation would be added to their tapestry totem. She was a warrior and she was welcome to their Halls, even in death.

Now the Peverell will was opened. Harry could not understand the language it was written in, as Bloodaxe levitated and enlarged the parchment for everyone to see. Bloodaxe explained that he was looking at English as it was spoken and written five centuries ago. He would translate as necessary. Harry listened as the Goblin read aloud.

The Last will Master Artificer Invictus Marius Helvius Peverell

Parties subject to this will – whosever of my descendants qualifies by House Magic.

Well met descendant mine,

The Peverell House welcomes you to the lineage of the artificers. It was we who forged powerful objects when the land of the Britons were in their magical infancy. And so, we cometh forthwith to deliver onto the world again. As it was, so shall it be. The Peverell House magic is temperamental - it qualifies those who are observant and thoughtful. Who is industrious, those who are builders of items. Whether it be armour, spells, magical theory or combat methods - if you read this you are a builder of things.

It qualifies those whose blood calls to battle, in protection of the innocent, the downtrodden, the vulnerable. The wicked shall kneel. Our house magic is simple magic. No wand waving, staff thumping, talismans or trinkets of any sort. See, hear and interpret as the situation demands. Use it like a sixth sense. Such is the blood of our people. Weave the magic without limitations. Love the innocent, celebrate beauty, offer compassion to those whose heart is hallow – but never hesitate to kill those who would harm you. You will find that the legacy of our magic, helps to eliminate hesitancy. It strengthens the muscle, bone and sinew so that you may pound the enemy into submission. But after the threat is gone and the enemy is obliterated, feel sorrow for a life taken. The enemy's life is still sacred in the eyes of magic, even if the actions of the being are contrary. Let this maxim grace your mind:

Hesitancy is failure on the battlefield, but do not worship the spillage of blood.

As you read this, it must be so far in the future. I feel the non-magicals will build great things. They have to use their wits and are more resourceful. Magic a power, also magic a crutch: in such things we findeth double-edged swords that cut assailant and defendant equally. The mundanes did win the war in the middle times– they are better thinkers. Let none persuade you differently. Wizards were born to touch the universe and then what? Superstition and tradition hamper them because they cannot separate the good grain from the bad grain.

I have left an inheritance of sorts – a portrait of myself that has been maintained and updated with information of your world. My brother who is not my brother as I have passed on, talk with him. Show him your world. Show him what came after I left the mortal realm. And let magic mingle in it. As we have always crafted magical bows, swords, daggers and war maces. These things were merely refinements to good non-magical ideas in existence. It was those of our disposition that advanced what was there in the world. Celebrate ingenuity no matter from where it comes, descendant mine.

I sense a comeuppance for the Britons – Lazy they have become. Mired in their own excellence, their politics, their fascination with power and wealth, they are exactly like the mundane world they criticize. Do not be fascinated with the legends. Be concerned about how you create your own lineage. These are standards to surpass, not dwaddle over with misted eyes, swollen on youthful stupidity.

And so, as Acolyte Artificer as your apprenticeship dictates, use what I have left. Unveil yourself when ready. Let them understand their place. My portrait will guide you. You will have enough gold to free yourself from restrictions, purchase materials, and experiment. Learn the craft. Consult my portrait so you may use my heirlooms to maximum efficiency.

Best of luck my descendant. Power is in the quality of thought a mind may conceive.

Make them kneel before the might of House Peverell.

Master Artificer Invictus Marius Helvius Peverell.

Of those who can outthink the enemy – the battle is won thus.

Priya had realised that Harry was truly a nexus for events. In the space of an hour, he had turned the Wizarding World upside down and yet the public was none the wiser. It seemed that he was being provided with what he would need to secure his safety - perhaps, after the terrible misfortune he had suffered, destiny was arriving at his door to compensate him?

Destiny was indeed watching on. Lilly and James who had been looking on were rather pleased that Harry had finally received his rightful inheritance. He now had access to their journals, notes and other things that would help him to understand the world that he was going to encounter one day. Lilly and James were suddenly alerted to an individual who slowly constituted himself in the mist. Lilly realised that she was looking upon Invictus Peverell, the legendary artificer whose plans from five hundred years ago were now unfolding with his foresight. Invictus then proceeded to introduce himself.

"Invictus Peverell. Hello, my distant Grandson and Granddaughter. I see our boy got my care package. Good. I have been paying attention since my House magic has awakened. I have been assigned to work with you apparently. If Lady Magic commands it so, so shall it be…Shall we look on?"

Lilly and James who were humbled by his presence, merely nodded as they were still emotional from Harry finally receiving their trunks.

"I can see this is an emotional moment. I know the boy has suffered. The Potter magic called out to my magic when the boy was on the cusp of death. Both magical lineages helped to stitch together his body. I want Dumbledore's head on a fucking pike, that insufferable cunt! Nobody – nobody messes with our Harry and his delightful little family down there. Between everything that both of you and I have provided, he will be fine."

Bloodaxe continued:

"Good. Now the posturing and fanfare are out of the way. These are the Heir Apparent Potter ring and the Lord Peverell ring. Insert then on any two fingers of your choice. They will resize appropriately. As for your elves, merely ask for elves loyal to House potter to come to your residence. Elf magic cannot trigger Ministry of Magic alarms. Familicus Magicus calls the family magic forward."

Harry chose his right ring finger and pinkie finger. When he paced the rings on his finger, he summoned the family magic of both Houses. Harry then yelled, "Familicus Magicus!"

The Griffin of House Potter arose inspected Harry, and roared loudly.

"Yes," Bloodaxe thought to himself, "not even James Potter had received a welcome like that."

The Gryffin slowly merged into his body and became one with Harry. Harry could feel his boy responding positively to the magic. Suddenly his magical core began to buzz, and he could feel that the magic was satisfied. The gryffin became small and flew towards Priya, where it settled on her shoulder, before dissipating into nothing.

Then the Peverell ring began to cackle with small electrical sparks as if something was being awakened. The ancient power of the magic could be felt as it flared and produced a Chimera. The construct slowly circled Priya and Harry and it examined both of them. Then the Chimera slowly observed Priya in particular, before licking her face with its misty tongue. Priya felt a powerful and warm link being formed almost as if the magic adored her, and recognised her as family. Harry's magical core began to buzz, with anticipation.

Suddenly Harry felt the compulsion to stand, so he stood.

Then the Chimera slowly dissolved into slivers of white mist that began to circle the boy. Suddenly the mist began to reform into some type of strange, animated object. It appeared to look like a set of animated spheres as they began to move around and blink in and out of existence. The objects began to become smaller and they settled around his right hand, which he held up purely based on instinct. Also present, were the seven teardrop shapes that certainly represented something that Bloodaxe was familiar with - the seven arithmantic points of magic were now visible.

For Priya who had liked A level Chemistry very much, she understood what she was seeing. A literal atom had appeared. Se immediately identified the nucleus which almost did not seem to exist except for the miniature pinhead glow it gave off. The orbitals were in full motion as they appeared and disappeared in many places. But most interesting were seven odd-shaped teardrops that seemed to orbit random places in the atom almost like, it was alive. Priya realised that while Harry had been studying very hard, was essentially playing catchup. He had probably never seen an electron-cloud model of an atom. He certainly was not there yet. She decided to explain:

"Well, that is amazing Harry. Do you know what an atom is?" she queried.

"Sure. This is an electron-cloud model of an atom. I can see some s, p and d orbitals there. Of course, nobody knows what an atom looks like. This is the best mathematical model we have. Looks like at least 100+ electrons, so fairly heavy element. I am seeing some other things I have no idea about. I have no idea what those teardrop shapes are?"

Priya was now flabbergasted. Where did he find information about the electron-cloud model of the atom? Unless he had been reading textbooks? Where did he get A-Level textbooks? Her confusion was interrupted by the Goblin.

Bloodaxe replied "Those teardrops are the seven arithmantic points of magic. Those govern how objects may interact with magic. The rest of the thing you call the atom, do you know about this? I have never seen this object before?"

"This is standard studies for Year Six students at any standard muggle secondary school. Common scientific knowledge. The atom is the fundamental particle that makes up all the normal matter in the universe."

"You are essentially saying that Muggle knowledge and Magic are very connected as shown by the Peverell House Magic? So, Lady Potter was correct. That was something she had shared with me many years ago. I am not surprised that she made the discovery. It makes me feel happy to see her suspicions confirmed." replied Bloodaxe.

Harry nodded in agreement, soaking in the significance of the moment. His mother Lilly Potter, had been correct, all along.

Lilly Potter who was watching on giggled.

"You people have no idea that Magic is just Higgs-Boson, Quantum String and Zero-Point energy stochastic manipulation. If you only knew what I know now. Well, Harry seems to be off to a good start. Good boy. Keep hitting those books, sweetie."

"Ah, my house magic has become an atom. How fitting. Lily my dear, our boy is going to give those morons a shakedown. He is a brilliant boy, he just had a rough start. His suffering has not been fair to him, so I do hope he makes it fucking unfair for Riddle and his squad of cunts.

I must admit I like this witch. Priya Singh may not have artificer lineage like our line, but she can create things from scratch, not unlike yourself Lilly. My House Magic will always protect her, as she has protected Harry. Perhaps she is from a great lineage of healers? That seems likely. She reminds me of my dearest Lucretia. Sadly, she was assigned to the Ida galaxy, so I do not see her too regularly."

"It makes me happy that she is ensuring that my son will receive my trunks and the other items. He already caused so much trouble this morning. Let us see what he gets up to – I have always had to keep a regular tab on him when he was suffering in that accursed house, so it is nice to see him happy" replied Lilly.

"Not to worry granddaughter, all will be well. Let us see what changes he will undergo in the next couple of months, yes?" replied Invictus.

James looked on excitedly, because there was a special package for Harry in the baby toys chest. He could not wait for Harry to receive it.

Bloodaxe continued:

"Well Lord Peverell, I suggest you work in secret and figure out your mother's research. This information will culturally upset the wizarding World. But it will be good for us in general. More innovation is more profit. I would usually not interfere or make suggestions about how wizards do their business. We the Goblins, have done an unusual amount of talking to you today. But I always had a good relationship with the members of the Potter Clan and Lord Peverell is one of our foundational members. So, my advice is as follows:

Obtain a Gringotts credit card. We have muggle plastic that links directly to your vault. You merely need to choose a vault. Also, get a premium moleskin pouch. Those automatically refill and you can pay for purchases by merely touching the bag to somebody's ring or key. You could also use your ring for payment but incognito would suit you best for now. Most house rings can disappear on command.

You can also select all the materials that you want from your vaults, and stack them vertically outside the vault. Summon your Phoenix to transport them directly to where you live. Yes, I am aware that they can do apparition – we had an incident with Dumbledore that revealed this information. Since then, we have done our research. Truthfully, I would like to see her first? This is a bit…exciting?"

"Grace, I am in Gringotts. Find me and arrive with minimal noise and commotion" Harry yelled. Grace popped in with just the noise of a just a muted spark.

"A lightning Phoenix, very rare. Probably from Norway. She is a fine bird. You can use her to mail me if you wish. Leave her here. Summon her when ready. Which vault would you like to use Lord Peverell? And when do we inform Mr Lupin of his inheritance?" Bloodaxe queried.

"I want the entire loose gold contents of Wizarding's England gifts transferred into Mum's and Ms. Lorna Findlay's accounts. Split everything down the middle. Non-negotiable. As for Remus Lupin, I will visit another day and consider my options with the house. Move the loose gold to his vault in the meanwhile."

"Harry that isn't necessary, that money is yours and…." Priya squeaked.

"You gave me family and healed my spirit when I was alone. There is no amount of gold that can be paid for something that priceless. I technically still owe you infinitely. You will accept this and take Lorna out for ice cream, I think. Or you are saying no to shoes, clothes and eating out?"

"I…..okay…er…..maaaayyybeeee?" she resisted before she broke.

"Gotcha mum. No escape. Cornered hook, line and sinker" Harry replied.

Bloodaxe appreciated how Harry bargained like a Goblin. The boy would slowly step into his confidence. Perhaps the House magic was also taking effect too? He suddenly seemed more confident and firm about his choices. Perhaps this was his blessing to receive if Lady magic mandated it as such.

"Bloodaxe, get both of these ladies matching plastic. Priya can carry the credit card for Lorna, they are good friends. For me, I want the pouch and card tied to only the main Peverell account. Move all Potter Trust Fund loose gold into the Peverell main holdings. I think that will be all. Grace is a total attention hog. You can scratch her, she likes it."

"Enjoy your day Lord Peverell. Ms Singh, I believe the last two items on your list, you may find items in the Peverell vault to take care of that. I know of these devices because I once spoke to the portrait. The wards at Harry's house won't be an issue, we will have them removed." Bloodaxe mentioned as he scratched under Grace's chin. She immediately defaulted to behaving like a cat.