For the different languages will appear as the following:
English
thoughts or letters
Parseltongue
French
Bulgarian
Dumbledore kept the smile on his face though he was exasperated. He has been waiting for Slapjaw the Potter account manager for over 15 minutes. "The Potter account manager will see you now." Dumbledore smiled as he followed the goblin.
He pushed through the door not waiting to be announced. "I need to access the Potter's vault to fund a search for their heir, but no one will take me down."
"That would be because the Potter's vaults are sealed pending investigations and being searched for any dark curses." Griphook smiled.
"Who are you? Why are the accounts being investigated?" Dumbledore looked stunned though he was seething on the inside.
"I am Griphook the new account manager. The accounts are being audited along with the vaults. It began when you questioned about the Potter heir. They will remain sealed till the Potter heir comes in person and identity is verified by blood."
"I am his magical guardian. Why was I not informed?" Dumbledore started calculating in his mind.
"You were not informed because you are no longer recognized as the magical guardian, nor is there any legitimate documentation stating that were or currently the heir's magical guardian." Ragnuk said from behind.
Dumbledore stormed out of the bank. He immediately apperated to headquarters. "Good, you are here. I need every member present plus those blasted Champions Fluer and Victor here within the hour." He began to pace. He had some planning to do. He first needed to know to what the Champions know because they know more than what they are saying. He needed to speak with Molly in private things could get worse with a quickness. Everything seems to be unhinging. Damn, Sirius Black! He thought.
Victor was packing his trunk when his father's voice called out to him. "Viktor!"
"Yes, father." Viktor appeared in front of the floo.
"Is everything okay? Your manager called worried."
"A friend is in trouble and asked for help. I cannot say more."
"Ah." His father did not ask for more information. He knew about the vow the Champions made because Viktor asked his father before doing it. His father agreed that it was an excellent idea and thought that he should make the entire Bulglarian team make a similar vow.
"Is there anything I can do?"
Viktor thought for a moment. "Can you and the team come up with a reason for a prolonged absence? I am not sure how long I will be."
"I am sure your mother and I can come up with something." They were both silent for a moment. "Please, be careful son. Not everyone is as they appear. Evil can be hidden by a friendly smile. I will inform the Bulgarian ambassador in England in secret that you will be in country."
"Thank you, father. I will be careful. I have fully realized what true evil can be, and the Dark Lord is nothing compared to this person. I am not alone. Fluer is there. I need to get going. Fluer will be expecting me soon. I do not want to be away for too long."
"You care deeply for him. I had suspected something back then and wondered if something more could be developed."
"Yes, I do. He was always in the back of my mind. I knew it was dire when I received a letter out of the blue by a house-elf and not an owl." Viktor's tear fell. "It was worse than I could have imagined. I almost lost him before I got a chance to fully to him. I think I am falling for him hard. I know I shouldn't because there is no way that he could live out of England. He is so important and needed, even when the blasted war is ended."
"Everything will work out hopefully. I think it is time for the family to have an extended vacation."
Viktor looked surprised because they could not come to the tournament except for the last event. He quickly straightened his face. "It is not necessary."
"Of course, it is. You need us. We will take care of everything in Bulgaria. You focus on the boy. I love you and very proud of the man you have become."His father closed the floo.
Viktor was stunned. He could not believe it. He had just rose to return to his room when the floo flared again. "Viktor, you still there."Fluer's voice came through in French.
"Yes, I just finished speaking with my father. I am almost done here." Viktor knelt again.
"Dumbledore returned from Gringotts. He demanded everyone's presence including yours and mine."
Viktor's face flared in anger. "Who is he to think that he could demand our presence? We are not in his little group. Nor, would I be?"
"I agree. I am struggling to keep my Veela side under control. I already told him that my loyalties lie with my fellow Champions first. I am just concerned on what he was told. Do you have the ability to go directly to Gringotts? I do not want to appear in a meeting without knowing what he was told."
"I agree. I have been allowed to use the floo in Ragnuk's office. I will go there first. I will see you in a while. We can go to this meeting together."
Viktor cut the connection. He went into his room and finished packing everything. He called for Dobby. "Could you please finishing packing up all of the books and put the food on stasis. All my clothes are packed, and please be careful with my Quidditch gear and broom. I have to get to Gringotts."
"Dobby know how to take care of Quidditch gear and broom. Dobby be happy to finish packing for Mister Krum."
"Thank you. Dobby." Viktor stepped into the floo.
"Good afternoon, Ragnuk." Ragnuk nodded. "What did you say to Dumbledore? He has demanded my presence."
"Apparently, Lord Potter-Black awoke clear headed and determined. I said only what I was given permission to say: the accounts were sealed and that there was never any legitimate documentation showing that he was ever the boy's legal magical guardian."
"May I speak with Harry if he is awake." Viktor shuffled his feet.
"He is currently awaiting the arrival of Narcissa and Draco Malfoy." Ragnuk smiled. "You can wait in his room for now."
"I would appreciate it." Ragnuk had a goblin come and escort Victor.