Okay, first of all, I'm so sorry that this was so late. I had not expected classes to become so overwhelming but its college. Of course they become overwhelming. Anyway, I'm glad you are all enjoying this so far. The poll that was posted is now gone. The results: Twins, along with Bill and Charlie, are good. They are also Prewett and obliviated. However, the choice of them being hanyō or yōkai was close. So, I'm going to give you all one more chance with it. I'll put the vote both on my profile and I will also take answers given by review. So, the poll is: Will the twins, Bill and Charlie be hanyō or full yōkai? The forms are set as the twins being foxes and Bill being a Quetzalcoatl with Charlie as a Dragon. Vote either in review or the profile. I'm also going to be accepting ideas for other people that you as my readers might want as either hanyō or full yōkai in reviews. Also on whether you want those people to travel along with Harry and the other three when they enter the Feudal era or if you want them to stay in the future. I will post the query of whether you want them to travel or not on my profile when I take down the hanyō or full yōkai poll. Now that all of that is out of the way. Enjoy the chapter.

I don't wanna fight no more

Even when the waves get rough

I don't wanna see the day

We say we've had enough

Battleship—Daughtry

Harry shook his head, giving up on trying to read the runes on the wall for the moment. Salazar had said that the protection of the runes was the fact that if anyone tried to read them too closely then they would begin to have flashbacks of other things. He headed for the mouth of the head, easily hissing the password needed to get in. Honestly, the ego Riddle must have possessed when he was younger to have changed the password to what it was now.

Clambering inside of the mouth, Harry began to climb the slightly steep slide like staircase, built more like a rock climbing wall than a staircase. Salazar was determined to label it as a staircase though, so staircase it was. Luckily there was no basilisk in here anymore. Honestly, Salazar had complained for hours on end when he had heard from Harry that there had been a basilisk. Despite popular belief, it had not been placed here by Salazar. In fact, there had been no animals in here when he had sacrificed himself and he had already tracked down the other portraits of the Founders to find that they had never placed any animals in here either. So, somehow, a basilisk had managed to get into the Chamber and no one had ever known about it until Riddle managed to set it free and control it. That had not put Salazar in a good mood, at all.

Harry shoved that thought away as well. No need to revisit the six hour, give or take a few, rant that had followed that discovery. Surprisingly, a basilisk was not a yōkai, no matter how large it was. It was simply a very dangerous magical beast. Harry wasn't quite sure that he believed Salazar when he claimed that the Nundu was also simply a magical beast, albeit with a very dangerous poison. Even Salazar had looked slightly uncertain with that claim, so Harry was planning on taking it with a grain of salt.

Harry was knocked out of his musings this time. Banging his head on the ledge tended to do that if he was thinking while climbing. Rubbing his head idly, he hauled himself up onto the ledge and entered the real Chamber. Looking around, he was once again struck by the beauty of this place.

Jade curtains covered the walls, hiding tapestries instead of windows, with small silver cords ready to pull them apart with the slightest twitch. The ceiling was a dark green marble with silver threads running throughout it, same with the floor. There were seven doors going out of this room, not including the exit. The one closest to the exit was the potions room, decorated similar to a muggle laboratory if Harry thought about it long enough. The door opposite that was the ritual room. Reinforced with lots of stone, the ritual room was used for blood rune rituals mostly. To the left of the potions room, and across from a large jade curtain covering a tapestry, was the sitting room. That was the room where Salazar's portrait actually hung, almost directly beneath the Great Hall too. There were five chairs in there, all a teal and turquoise mix. There was also a large table in the middle. Harry always joked that the sitting room was the infiltration room. Considering the fact that the walls of the sitting room were covered in small runes that connected to matching runes all over the castle that could be used to gather information Harry didn't think he was too far off the mark. There was another door in there, but Harry had never been in there. The gym door was located right next to the tapestry that the sitting room was across from. The gym was rather large, able to hold a full running track with a large grassy part in the middle that Salazar used as sword practice. To the side of the running track was a roped off lake that was the length of a summer swimming lane* and the width of the straight way for the track. There was also a hot spring located next to the lake. Harry was pretty sure that it wasn't a natural spring but it certainly looked like it. There was a trapdoor next to the hot spring but Harry had never actually gone down into it. Opposite the Gym room was the bedroom. The bedroom was actually not any shade of green. In fact, it was purple and black, black walls with purple shades. The bed inside was made of ebony wood with purple covers, both light and dark purple. Harry wasn't too sure what else was in there besides the bed and the dresser. Usually he was only in there to change clothes inside the massive bathroom that matched the bedroom. Next to the bedroom was the study. Massive desk, ebony wood of course. Harry was pretty sure all of the wood in the Chamber was ebony. Very comfy chair to go with it, though. There were two chairs placed in front of the desk and there were tapestries everywhere. Well, Salazar actually called them wall scrolls but Harry was calling them tapestries. The walls were painted a light shade of emerald and the fake window showed off the castle from a sky view looking down. Actually, it wasn't just the castle, it was all of the grounds, including Hogsmeade and the Forbidden Forest. Harry had pointed out the fact that Hogsmeade wasn't actually part of the grounds and got the unpleasant information that it actually was once where the stables and outdoor classes had been held.

Harry sighed as he called out

"Sal. Where are you?"

The door of the study opened slowly, informing Harry where he would find his mentor.

Harry darted over, closing the door behind him, and saw his mentor sitting at the desk, the window on tracking mode.

The window actually had multiple modes. The sky mode, tracking mode, zoom mode, blueprint mode, and path mode. Tracking mode was when the people within were shown as red dots with names and the buildings became translucent. Zoom mode was when the image focused close up in a certain area. Blueprint mode was when the entire area was shown as how it was built. Path mode was when the different paths were showing and one could plan their route to get somewhere based upon its information.

Salazar glanced up from the paperwork on his desk and nodded toward a sealed letter.

"The goblins have responded, Harry."

Harry walked over to the desk and grabbed the letter, hopping up onto one of the chairs in front of the desk to read it. Studying it, Harry smirked slightly at how it had been worded. Full of politeness, they had ordered him to be at the bank in three days by two in the afternoon. If he didn't show up, then they would assume that he was another one of those time waster type of wizard, no doubt. Harry passed the letter back to Salazar and asked

"So, what is the plan going to be?"

Salazar frowned thoughtfully and said

"Well, we have to get you out of the castle at lunch for you to get there in time. However, unless we can actually halt all of the classes, or manage to find you a time turner, you will be easily missed…"

Harry grinned suddenly, alerting Salazar that his student was having one of his prank ideas

"A way to stop classes? Oh, that could easily be arranged…with a little help."

Harry snuck into the nearly deserted Common Room. Normally, it would be filled with more people but at eleven thirty on a class night it was mostly empty. Only one of the upper years was still awake and they were seated at one of the tables in the room to work on their homework. Harry made sure that he was silent as he ghosted up the stairs to the dorm room and opened it before slipping inside.

Inside was loud from the red head stalker's snores. Seriously, how others could sleep was a mystery. Unless, of course, they placed silencing spells on their curtains like Harry always did when he was sleeping. That was a large possibility and something that would not surprise him. Sometimes he wondered how their house managed to stay standing with the racket. He was getting distracted again, though. What was he here for…ah yes, pranks.

Harry didn't truly try to be quiet this time, easily threading his way over to where the pranks were, the stalker's trunk, muttering to himself about how lazy the stalker had to be to have all of his dirty clothes strung everywhere, even with the house elves cleaning up during classes and even folding clothes. Opening the unlocked trunk, he gingerly picked through the mess until he found the jackpot. An entire box of prank items from the stalker's twin siblings. Filching them all was out of the question. No, doing that would make them cautious. No, just a couple, just enough to ensure his visit to the goblins remained quiet. Just a couple of fireworks, trick wands, and even that new hologram one. That would allow the visit a bit longer leeway. Oh, this was shaping up to be a blast.

Harry placed the stolen items on the desk in front of Salazar, nearly vibrating off of his seat in excitement. This was going to be so much fun. Salazar looked through the items, smirking at the hologram one.

"Yes, this will do quite well. We can prepare some harmless potions that will react quite badly when paired with fireworks, and these trick wands can be used to keep the professors unable to tame the chaos. The hologram can be used to appear like you for brief moments of time if needed. However, we could plan this for the weekend, appear to get you splattered with the volatile potions and have you vanish until Monday, when the potions and pranks will cease."

Harry pouted slightly

"Why wait to set them off on the day I have to go to Gringotts? If we set them off tomorrow, then I can spend Thursday learning with you."

Salazar shook his head and said

"The bastard, as you prefer to call him, will be leaving for an emergency conference tomorrow night. If he finds out about this prank before he is inside the conference, then he will be able to return and ruin it somehow. Once he is in that conference, early Friday morning, he will be unreachable until Tuesday evening. Doing it the day you will be going into Gringotts is the best option."

Harry sighed and nodded. He knew that Salazar's option was best but it was three days until Friday. He had to spend those with the traitors. He despised having to deal with them.

Wednesday began with the agony that was Divination. Seriously, how could anyone stand to be in the suffocating room that the bat crazy professor had in the tower? He almost always wanted to open the window and just lean out to get the fresh air. Heck, he would almost take polluted air as well by this point. It would be about the same as trying to breathe through all the stuffiness of the perfumes. He almost always wanted to skip this class, but if he did, Salazar might punish him. Although Salazar might actually agree with him on this one. Plus, he had to sit next to the traitor. Thankfully only one in this class but still. They were also covering palm reading. Who really cared what palm readings were? Well, besides this professor. Was she even qualified to be a professor? Seriously, he could almost smell the sherry coming off of her. Thankfully, he didn't have to suffer a double of this at the moment.

As soon as the bell rang, Harry bolted out of there, planning on hiding for the break before Transfiguration. How to avoid both traitors…ah, the library, history section to be exact. Even the bookworm traitor had only gone there once and that was back in first year. Dodging through the crowds, Harry slipped inside of the library, easily sneaking over to where the history books were placed. As usual the dust was almost everywhere in this section. Even the librarian almost never ventured over this way. Harry settled on one of the comfy chairs set in the corner. Horrible section this may be, but it had the best comfy chairs in the library. Harry was already convinced that they had been moved here because of the dragon librarian. She hated having people loitering in the library, especially if they weren't doing schoolwork. Setting the alarm spell so that he wouldn't be late for Transfiguration, Harry leaned back and thought over the plan Salazar and him had come up with.

Salazar was going to brew some prank potions he and Godric had used on Helga and Rowena. All Harry had wanted to hear about those had been the fact that they had been ill for a couple of days. He had not wanted to learn that they had become purple with green spots that could only sing limericks. Nor had he wanted to know the retaliation prank by the two girls that made Godric and Salazar talk in rhyme and walk backward every fifth step and sideways every twelfth step. Not to mention the fact that after a few hours they began to speak backwards too. He had so not wanted to know that. He was just glad that he had avoided finding out how exactly Salazar knew that mixing them with fireworks would cause the potions to become even worse. All he needed to know was that the reactions got a lot worse if mixed with a firework and not how Salazar knew that. Bad enough that he had learned what the prank potions were sure to do to anyone who got splattered with them.

Harry froze, his thoughts focusing on the sound of someone coming closer to his hiding spot. Snapping his eyes open, he twisted his wand into the movements of the disillusionment charm and tapped his head. Feeling the odd sensation that went along with the charm, he relaxed slightly. Now, no one would be able to see him if they came into the history section.

Moments later, a young first year crept into the area, trying not to sneeze at all of the dust. He glanced through a few of the books and grabbed one on the goblin rebellion. With the book retrieved, the boy left the history section.

Harry allowed the disillusionment charm to drop, sighing softly as he felt the alarm for the end of break vibrate his wand. Time for Transfiguration and the joys of being stuck with the traitors again.

Harry breathed a silent sigh. He was honestly so tempted to strangle someone by now. Luckily, all he had to do was live through dinner and Astronomy and then he could sleep. Transfiguration hadn't been so bad, McGonagall was a good professor, keeping sharp eyes on everyone to ensure they were working. Glutton Traitor had tried talking a few times but Harry had brushed it off to carefully focus on attempting to make the spell, vanishing currently, work properly. Of course, it might work better if he wasn't purposefully messing it up. That had halted any attempts at talking for that class. Herbology he normally spent as close to Neville as possible. He was the herbology whiz, and it also kept him away from the traitors for that class. Oh no, his problem today had been lunch. Glutton sitting next to him on one side and Bookworm on the other side. Chattering on and on, always careful to not let anything important slip. Their voices grated on his ears after a while. Dinner was going to be a nightmare. Luckily, they couldn't talk to him during the practical Astronomy classes, and the theory class wasn't until Friday. He almost couldn't wait.

Thursday was almost unbearable when it did come around. After being bugged most of yesterday, he had been forced to hurry through his homework and dumb it down enough so that no one would catch on. Nightmares, honestly. Now it was time for the horror of the classes, Potions. He could do potions quite well, thanks to Salazar. However, that was only when the Bat of the Dungeon wasn't stalking around and allowing for others to subtly toss in wrong ingredients. With old Batty and wrong ingredients, well, his potions certainly looked awful. They reeked too. Next was going to be naptime with Binns, all before lunch. Of course after lunch was going to be Defense and then Charms. Which meant his afternoon was going to be spent with the Pink Toad and then the awesome Flitwick. At least the day would end well…right?

)()()()()()

He had been wrong. The traitors had spent most of Charms whispering to him, Bookworm trying to convince him to teach a Defense group of a couple of people. That would be Bookworm speak for most of the school probably. Plus he also had detentions with the Pink Toad. More blood writing, oh joy.

Finally. The day had come. Friday morning. The day he could escape the traitors for the weekend. All he had to do was get through the free period until lunch. Then the plan would begin.

)()()()()()

Harry was irritated during lunch. Not because of the food, no way. No, the food was marvelous. No, it was the company that he had to suffer through. He hated that he had to pretend to still be friends with the traitors but if he wanted to stay under the radar, then the traitors he had to be friends with. At least Pink Toad was helpful with the blood quill filled detentions. If Salazar hadn't actually gone off on a long extended rant after that first detention had ended with him going to visit the Chamber, then Harry wouldn't even know anything about the blood quill. And speaking of Salazar, it was almost time for the distraction. Just a few more moments and he could be gone until Monday morning. Peering around, checking to ensure that everyone was where they were supposed to be, Harry allowed a thin pulse of his magic to find the spy mark he had just so happened to sit right next to. All his magic had to do was brush against it and the mark down below in the infiltration room would light up, signaling Salazar that it was time for the pranks to begin. With a hidden smirk, Harry began to silently count.

Three…two…one…now.

With a loud crackle, the pranks began with a bang, literally. The entire Hall cleared out within moments, running from the chaos that had been set off in the form of fireworks and potions mixing together in a bad way. Harry dipped, swerved, and slipped through the crowd, waiting only long enough to set off the hologram, which became splattered with some of the potion/firework chaos. He could already see others who had been hit as well. Swiftly ducking his way out of the chaotic grouping of panicked students he easily made it one of the unmarked passageways near the Great Hall that led into the village. After that, thanks to Salazar teaching him how to use the old method of traveling called shifting, he simply shifted from Hogsmeade to the transportation room of Gringotts with a slight whistle of displaced wind.

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Harry appeared within Gringotts with another soft whistle, landing in one of the marked zones that dotted the room that the goblins had reluctantly built. He glanced around, knowing that there was a goblin guard in the room somewhere. Sure enough, in the far corner was the guard, face as impassive as any other goblin's face when forced to deal with the upstarts that they named wizards. Harry politely bowed to the goblin, knowing better than to try to talk to him. He would only get glared at.

The goblin guard studied him for a moment and the bowed slightly back before motioning toward the opening wall.

"Enter into Gringotts."

Harry bowed once more before leaving the chamber, entering into the main hall of Gringotts.

That's the chapter end. Next chapter will see the test done on Harry and possibly some other things. The way I have this story planned out, this is going to be a long one. So, for the time being, this and Beyond the River are going to be the only stories I work on. The others I will get back to later. Thank you for reading and until next time.

Sayonara

SF~