Chapter 22. HP Fanfic. 3
You know, I was currently in the single most fanwanked version of Harry Potter ever, I was basically a demigod and could make voldemort and Dumbledore my bitch and I was emancipated at 11. I mean wizards are not the most logical, but I cannot ever understand how that particular trope showed up. However if it benefits me, it benefits me. And I will proceed to take extreme amounts of leeway on the way. If its broken take advantage instead of whining about it being broken.
Hell in nearly 92 years I had yet to get in an actual proper fight simply because I made myself either too powerful, or more importantly got rid of any problems before they started to become my problems. If I ever got into a truly dangerous fight, it was either because a Scenario needed it or something went very fucking wrong. If all went well it'd be another century or two before I start getting into any scraps that'll need me to use actual power instead of stealth and proper fucking planning and common sense.
The next day was spent in my Warehouse ROR In time dilation with a dozen occlumency books from my Sorcerer's tower. And holy fuck did my bootleg version suck. I mean it served its function and was based off of Canon descriptions. But this version made me a beast in a way not many could ever achieve. Sure it'd take Wizards here nearly a century to gain the amount of skill I'd have in a couple years but still. Hell with this worlds Occlumency, Genius from Rick and Morty, Remembrance from Hancock and Merlin returned I was a mental beast. Just wait till I got my hands on Thought Partion and Acceleration from Tsukihime.
Dark Lord, Legendary healer gave only Knowledge useful For combat and Healing, things like household charms and the like were left out, granted dark lord immediately created a New memory of using an area of effect slow Hair exfoliating charm as a weapon when I read of it. If it wasn't combat or Healing I didn't know it yet. But could learn ridiculously fast, gotta love the Time Dilation and Merlin Returned.
I had nearly mastered the First, Second and Third steps off this worlds occlumency. The First was my Bootleg version of Occlumency, shove everything behind a wall of Sheer Fuckin will in the words of a person I had killed a quarter of a century ago. The second was to enter the So-called mindscape. The third was to do so instantly without needing to meditate. Fifth was sorting of memories, sixth was active defense that you had to do when attacked. And lastly passive defenses that targeted any mind not your own immediately.
There were more though, fake memories, mind Palace building, traps, tricks and everything in between. Mind magics here were a set of loosely intercollected skills than an actual branch of magic. And Sorting my memories would take time don't have right now. Need to get to gringotts and get my third marriage to Dani underway. Even now with my newfound mastery of Soul magic I could feel her emotions. She was incredibly happy playing with her younger sister Astoria. Will prevent that Canon fuckup from happening. No way in sanity am I letting my new sister in law marry Draco Malfoy. He a cunt.
Either way off to the goblins we go. What about my relatives you ask well I demonstrated my ability to throw lightning to them, they seemed most ecstatic to keep out of the way. I might have driven home how idiotic it was to annoy someone who could warp reality in a localized area at will. I think It slammed home when I casually threatened to cook them inside out via lightning. They seemed particularly Pale for some reason. Either way I would not be returning here. I planned on moving to Castle Beleth soon. as such it was merely the part of me that grew up with those imbeciles that wanted vengeance getting some.
Off to see the goblin we go.
This time I applied walker of worlds and appear right before Gringotts before going in. Same procedure as last time. Enter wait for a teller ask for manager head in lead by an escort.
"Manage Boltjaw, the documents were most illuminating. However I have come to aks form some information. About my particular informant as I spoke of earlier."
"If not commonly available information it will cost you Mr. Potter."
"I am willing to pay," shh gotta love Goblins, they love playing exact words tricks on unsuspecting wizards such as myself, however from alladin I got a perk that let me do that shit to beings who've been doing the same for millennia so yeah won't work on me.
"Ask and if I have said information I will give it to you."
"Manager Boltjaw, do you know of any circumstances in which a magical may speak to what seemed to perfectly real person inside their heads from an early age during Sleep."
"You, speak to someone in your sleep, in your mind."
"Indeed I do, ever since I was three years six months and two days old actually."
"Mr. Potter what you have experienced is a comparatively well Known but incredibly rare phenomenon called a soul Bond. It's something many people wait their entire lives for and is exactly as advertised. You soul is bound to said individual you have been in contact with."
"I assume for a magical Soul Bonds mean significantly different things than to muggelss. Neither I nor Daniella wanted to inform any others. Life in the mundane world had taught me by than that was the way to get thrown into an asylum. I decided to take a gander that you wouldn't want me in an asylum, as well that would take my vaults out of circulation."
"Indeed Mr. Potter if there is one thing you can be sure of it is that I want you to have a long happy life with a lot of children. After all I wouldn't want the vaults going dormant again. Speaking of Daniella I assume she is the one you speak to and of?"
"Indeed I do manager Boltjaw. A Daniella Greengrass, I am told hers is a wealthy family."
"Very much so yes. Matthew Greengrass is a sharp man, nearly as good as out own account managers at making and using Money. A good man by all accounts and we goblins tend to have many accounts, stuck firmly in the Grey in the Wizengamot."
"Excellent, I have heard that Gringotgs Provides Meeting halls for rent, at a price of course. Could you arrange for one in three weeks time. Daniella has already told me much of them but I convinced her at a very young age not to tel anyone. I feel it my responsibility to inform them personally. "
"Indeed, Mr. Potter I will arrange it so, do keep in mind the wizengamot meets on the 21st each month. As you have chosen not to appoint a reagent you will need to appear in at least nine out of Twelve Wizengamot per year. And from next year on you might be called in as part of the Judges bench every once in a while."
"Acceptable and I will keep that in mind Manager Boltjaw. Also there's a chain of hotels I own in the Mundane world, if like you to look over these numbers and give me a suggestion if there are any in improving them." I say handing him a portfolio of my hotel chain.
"A chain of Hotels Mr. Potter I was not aware of such holdings in the Potter Estate many mundane stock investments of course but no Hotels." he says with a brow raise. "and certainly not in these numbers," with another brow raise.
"I never did say it was owned by House Potter Manager Boltjaw." I say with a smirk.
"You get more interesting by the meeting Mr. Potter."
"Well, I could talk about the magical ingredient farms or the Mines I own but let's not get into that now Manager Boltjaw. See you again in three weeks. May your enemies envy you your Success."
"I shall not ask right now Mr. Potter but I will have to start calling you Master Potter if that statement is true. May your enemies spill as much blood as you purse spills of coin." that was huge, granted the perks made it nearly automatic. A goblin calling you Master was like Tony stark calling you Smart. It meant you made money on a level they cannot believe you are not a goblin yourself . Hell I could start dealing for a Goblin Steel sword now and I'd get it, but no need I have five years here and I will enjoy them.
There was indeed a distinction between Goblin Silver and Goblin Steel. Goblin silver was the stuff they sold Wizards temporarily, goblin steel weapons either had to be forged by yourself, or you could commission one and then have to fight the creator using it, to gain permanent ownership. The goblins were of the idea, of you wished to Own a Goblin steel blade either make it or Earn it the way goblins do, through Combat. I could beat any given goblin as I was now, but I'd wait till third year to do that. The Canon break in still happened but neither did I care nor bother informing Boltjaw. Not my place and certainly not yet.
The next seventeen days were spent practicing Mind magics alone. No more or less. I had mastered occlumency. Seventeen days translating to forty eight weeks in Dilated time I had mastered Legilimency, occlumency, and a few other useful magics like Obliviation or other small cantrips to make my life easier. I practiced on a few wizards in Diagon alley, no one caught it though. I also researched and found a memory projection technique much like a pensive that showed memories. It was based on Divination as most information magics are. Speaking of divining ion was even more easy with Merlin Returned boosted Walker of the World's I could now predict exactly what would happen in twenty four hours before hand nearly eight percent accurately and once I started learning Ward rafting Anti Scrying spelled and the like will be worth nothing to me.
Now you may be wondering what I did to the Soul Shard of voldemort stuck in my head, well, I had it transferred to a simple copped ring. Cause like hell I was giving him even steel. I could destroy it or I could use it in a ritual on Samhain to attract and send all pieces of the little souls back to hell. I could do that even now, the grand ritual room allowed you that leeway but nah, I'll do it October fourth year. Cause this was vacation and I promise JC action but none of that will happen in this world with parallel world travel I'll be doing by adventuring there this jump not screw up mine own. You don't let problems crop up in your hon but shooting a thief in your Neighbours home is just fucking fun.
For now, less fun more Mind Magic. Mind magic is op in any world. How could you defeat someone who knew exactly what you were thinking as you fought, or even before in my case, my battle precognition from sword of the morning had gone to the point I was always three dozen steps ahead against any peak class Human. Unless said human was Bruce Wayne or Ras Al ghul. Then I was a couple dozen steps ahead.
The only reason they stayed relevant in Comics was they tended to fight each other, and that the so called opponent of Batman were too fucking dumb to find his identity and assassinate him, or were the joker and sorta didn't want to assassinate him for some goddamned reason. Literally the lowest form of active superpower could take batman out. Hell bad luck could take him out. Great character but still alive due to his reliance comics bullshittery.
For now it was tim to claim my seat on the wizengamot formally.
As I waited outside the Wizengamot Hall in my damned Plum robes. A few minutes of wait later the does opened and I entered and took a. Seat. There was no bullshit political move here. Even wizards were not stupid enough to mess with something such as a Lord taking his seat as that would throw questions on their own lordships as well. Dumbledore peered at me a lot through the meeting. It was basically a bullshit policy or two that was mostly easily taken care of I had to look forward to Eight hours of this tedious mess every month. God's above save me.
Granted its over soon, a few lords approach me during the time we broke for lucnh and we had a few words, all of them feeling out my tendencies and want faction I'd likely join. I was leaning towards the Greg myself but considering I didn't give a shit about the wizengamot unless it involved myself. Eh screw it.
I was approached by Lord Greengrass as well, "Lord Beleth a word of you wouldn't mind?"
"I Do not, Lord Greengrass, I assume you wish to discuss the Invitation the Potter Manager Boltjaw sent you two weeks ago."
"I do, Lord Beleth. Why exactly did you call for a meeting, as far as I am aware we do not have any business interests in common."
"No we do not, not yet and not business, however I would suggest strongly this wait until we are in private, the matter we need to discuss is not for public ears."
"Accepted Lord Beleth. I and my family will be there."
"Thank you for your time in advance then Lord Greengrass." and that was that, pure blood etiquette made everything over the top British Formal.
This was going to be fun, considering I asked for Canon power levels there was literally nothing or no one on this planet that was a threat to me, I could kill actual goddamn dragons with a punch. I know I tried. Maybe a Dementor would be, but I planned on learning the Patronus and possibly make a goddamned lethal weapon against the soul Sucker. That or find a way to fucking farm them, dementors would always be a fucking terrifying opponent. The next few days went by fast with me mastering my occlumency.
Merlin Returned made a God amongst men in anything related to magic, I could come up with an entirely new magic system given a good year or two. I was already considering doing that an original magic system at its base meant that no one could possibly find any in a short time. Maybe someone like Medea or say Ajuka Astaroth could. But we'll I wasn't visiting their worlds till I was sure I'd enter it being incredibly strong. Hell in any given room unless I was in a room I knew nothing about, I was probably the smartest man both in Science and Magic.
The next couple days went in a similar manner learning Occlumency, legilimency and other mind magics. And before soon it was time for that meeting with Dani's new parents. As such I was before the Doors at gringotts waiting to enter.