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Chapter 3

The Heir of Who

Harry turned back to face the door, only to look on in awe as the giant door lifted itself up to reveal an even larger room. The walls were a dark red, contrasting perfectly to the black floor. In the far end of the office there was an ivory desk, which had an experienced looking goblin seated at it. He was snapped out of his awe induced stupor when the goblin addressed him. "Hello Mr. Potter, I am Ragnarok. Have you finally agreed to become head of the Potter house?" The surprise on Harry's face said it all for the goblin. Ragnarok spoke again, "We've sent you a letter every month and apparently from the look on your face tells me that you have not received your letters that we sent."

That statement only proved to confuse Harry further. What did they mean by letters?

"Would you Mr. Potter like to be the head of Potter house?" Ragnarok inquired. Sensing Harry's unspoken question he elaborated further. "There are many benefits of being a head of house. They are as follows: You are counted as a legal adult, you have complete control of your vaults, you can also save your family's failing businesses and you can hire house elves." Ragnarok explained.

Harry mulled the choice over in his head before making his final decision. "I would like to be head of the Potter house," he stated firmly. "And please, call me Harry." He added as an afterthought.

That answer seemed to please Ragnarok as he let a grin overtake his facial features before regaining himself. "Good. Of course we'll need to take a blood test to make sure that you're the heir to the house Potter or any other houses." Ragnarok explained as he took out a needle from a drawer in his desk.

Half an hour of waiting they received the results. And both human and goblin were thoroughly shocked.

"Harry," he began almost uncertainly, "you're the heir of the houses Griffindor, Ravenclaw, Slytherin, Potter, Le Fay, Black, and Grindelwald." He paused a few seconds then stated, "It also states that you are part phoenix and basilisk." That last sentence caused Harry to balk even more than before. The thirteen year old was about to ask for an explanation, but Ragnarok waved him off promising that they'd figure that out later. "As for now however, we need to deal with your house's." Ragnarok said.

"Do you, Harry James Potter accept the rings for the heads of houses of Griffindor, Ravenclaw, Slytherin, Potter, Grindelwald and Le Fay?"

Harry took a moment to collect himself before replying steadily, "I, Harry James Potter accept the rings for these heads of houses." Harry spoke. Then a great big blinding light occurred.

Harry blinked his eyes slowly as he tried to clear his vision. "How do you feel Lord? Because I also lifted all the magic suppressors." Before Harry could question that, a loud bang was heard from above. Nightshade immediately went on guard. "Now quickly put on the rings." Ragnarok said while handing him five rings that practically glowed with power. As fast as he could, Harry inserted the rings onto his hand.

As soon as he did, Dumbledore bursted into the room brandishing his wand. "Harry get away from that goblin!" He yelled with the angriest expression Harry had ever seen on the old man.

"Why professor?" Harry asked feigning innocence.

"He just preformed dangerous goblin magic on you!" Dumbledore yelled, trying to get in between Harry and Ragnarok, and failing. Nightshade had stood his ground, growling at the old man. Dumbledore was just about to curse the dog when Harry turned around.

Harry stepped closer to the older wizard. Dumbledore seemed to think that he had won Harry over. And was thoroughly disappointed when Harry seemed to transform right before his eyes. Where a timid child once stood, is now a perfectly capable teenager. "What is this dangerous form of goblin magic?" Harry inquired smoothly, earning a fiercer glare from Dumbledore. Harry just dismissed the look with cold indifference. He knew that the old man couldn't hurt him here. The wards wouldn't allow it. As such, the angry wizard attempted to calm himself down, and put on his 'caring grandfather' facade.

"He used goblin release magic on you." Dumbledore said while calming down. Harry grinned. He knew that the old man had just dug his own grave. "What did he release besides the magic suppressors? Oh and the horcrux in my head?" Harry asked with slight anger in his voice.

Dumbledore simply stood there in shock thinking, 'How does Harry know what a horcrux is?' He couldn't even formulate an intelligible response. While trying to come up with a sufficient answer, he stared down Harry. And his gaze was drawn to his hands for some reason. He noticed that something was just out of place on Harry's hands.

Harry, seeing where Dumbledore's eyes were drawn, let a sly grin appear on his face. "I allow Albus Dumbledore to see my rings." Harry commanded. The previously hidden rings became apparent to the elder wizard. Dumbledore was completely astonished.

"Harry do know what you've done? You have made very bad decisions for not going to your magical guardian." He tried to sound caring and condescending, as if Harry should be relying on Dumbledore to tell him what to do. Harry scoffed before replying. "As if you care about my wellbeing old man. If you did care, you wouldn't have stuck me with the Dursleys." Dumbledore shook his head with a smile that Harry wanted to punch off the man's face. "Oh Harry, they're your family. They couldn't have been that bad. I think that you are simply over exaggerating for sympathy." The look that appeared on the boy-who-lived face was enough to make Dumbledore regret what he said. Before Harry had a chance to reply to Dumbledore, all the walls around the room fell.

Hundreds of thousands of goblins rushed out from all directions. A elderly goblin wearing a crown thundered in, "DUMBLEDORE GET OUT OF MY BANK!!!" He yelled with such authority that Dumbledore has no choice but to hightail it out of the bank.

"Sorry Lord." The goblin king spoke towards Harry. "Sorry for what? You got Dumbledore to leave. Without a single physical attack too." Harry replied, slightly in awe of the powerful being in front of him.

"My name is King Crow. We are sorry for not reaching out to you sooner. All of the magical world would have been doomed if that dark magic stayed on your head." King Crow stated while bowing to Harry. The teenager looked on in shock. According to the books he had read earlier, the goblin king had not shown himself to a human for over 30 decades.

"King Crow, you have my sincerest thanks." Harry spoke to the king. "However, could you please explain how I know so much more right now?" Harry asked, puzzled.

King Crow took a deep breath before responding. "Well, young Lord, each of your rings contains the knowledge of those whom have worn it. In order to unlock the knowledge you have to pass it's test. Like for Gryffindor, one has to be brave of heart. We are not allowed to tell you about the others challenges." King Crow explained to the teenager.

Harry digested this information for a few minutes. "I just have one more question." Harry said with a questioning glance to the goblin king. After an assuring nod from the king he continued, "Can I learn goblin magic?"

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