Chapter 4—That's what friends are for
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Dumbledore strode into the Goblin Bank in a grand and majestic stride. The Aurors were following and appeared to be ready for a fight. No one noticed a beetle riding on the wizard cap of Albus Dumbledore. Goblins appeared from different places around the main room of the bank and surrounded the intruders. War with the Goblins looked to be a curse away.
"What in the HELL are you JACKASSES doing, get the hell out of this bank NOW!" Shouted a middle-aged lady who seemed to startle and scare the Aurors. "I want whoever in charge of this stupidity in my office this afternoon. AND you DUMBLEJERK, you are the head of the Wizengamot and yet you lead in an armed force to start a Goblin war on the sovereign soil of the Goblins, pull your head out of you ass and explain NOW!"
"Now Amelia…" Dumbdumb was interrupted.
"Don't you try that crap on me Albus or I will have you arrested, why are you here!"
"We have a warrant to access a vault…" She again interrupted.
"Then quit dilly-dallying around and present the warrant you boob!"
Dumbledore handed the warrant to SharpTooth who had the Goblin warriors back up.
"Thank you Madam Bones for some sanity in this matter; it would be the Banks pleasure if you accompanied us in our compliance of this warrant."
"Master SharpTooth it would be my pleasure to watch as the Head of the DMLE to insure this boob doesn't cause anymore problems in our relations."
The ride to the Potter school trust vault was enjoyed by some and when the vault was opened the only thing in the vault was a letter addressed to Dumbledore.
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...…..HARRY POTTER HIS REAL LIFE EXSPOSED…
This reporter was privileged to view a unique and troubling event that we at the Dailey Profit must share with you. Albus Dumbledore (See page 6 for all his names and titles) called on the Wizengamot to get a warrant to enter Harry Potter's school vault as his magical guardian. Yes viewers the very same Boy-Who-Lived vault. Dumbledore almost started a Goblin war on entering the Bank (See page 5). Had not the Head of the DMLE been making a withdrawal from her account we could have been in a new Goblin war.
When the warrant was finally served the vault was opened to find it empty but for a letter addressed to Albus Dumbledore (See page 2 for a copy of the letter).
Friends when you read this letter you are going to cry as I did for our hero. How could we let this happen? How could the Ministry let this happen? Who is Albus Dumbledore really? From child abuse to manipulation (See page 4). Some one entering our hero into a tournament by fraud or is there more manipulation. The question rises is there possible line theft to ending with the loss of magic by our hero. (See page 3 for photos). Where is our hero now, where is Harry Potter?"
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Well to answer the Profit, comfortably sitting in a suite in Gringotts awaiting my new place being finished in the next day or two. Yes my new hidden place was in the wilds of Knockturn Alley across from the "Giant Spider Shop" and a stones throw from Gringotts. I was sorry to lose my magic but laughing at all the aggravation I had caused, revenge was sweet. It would be better if I could keep my magic and really cause them grief, but…. After all that has happened to me I don't want anyone dead but a ton of grief would have been nice. However this was the magical world and nothing would be done, this storm would pass and everyone would be the same doing the same with the same results but it was still funny it would be done without me.
My immediate plans were to relax, let my hair grow long, and maybe do some exercises to bulk up, I was sure there would be a sexy young lady knock on my front door and fall madly in love with me. My front door was right on Knockturn Alley's main street. Of course the 'Fidelius charm' would slow down the front door knocking a bit but maybe some nice disco and a nice muggle hotel room.
The day dreaming was interrupted by reality and I moved into my new home. It was something. From the entrance for Hedwick to the bath, top class, I even had an isolated room for muggle TV etc, Knockturn Alley was a magical area. Then reality continued to intrude into my life, no elf to cook as I would have no magic, while I had a pile of money a job would have to be found and money saved. I was still going to have a fairly long life and a job was the next step.
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Hogwarts TriWizard Tournament, first task:
Three down in the mouth people sat in the stands watching the first task as it herald the loss of magic of Harry Potter and all their perks.
"Well there goes our money." Hermione moaned.
"Yes Dumbshit stopped paying us, it's over." Ginny Weasley whined.
"Who gives a shit, he's gone and we don't have to put up with the jerk." Ron just stuffed something in his mouth and shrugged.
"So super mouth who's going to feed you, or do you have Galleons stuffed away for food and lodging after you graduate?" Hermione growled.
"Don't worry Moine that's later, besides I'm sure we could live with Mom she is a great cook." Ron had no idea.
"So what kind of job are you going to get? Hermione asked Ron.
"Not to worry I'm sure the twins will let me work in their joke shop."
"Ron that's a summer job it doesn't pay enough for rent on a shack." Ginny laughed.
"So what are you going to do Ginny if you're so smart?" Ron belched.
"I'm sure I can hook up with a rich wizard somewhere in the next couple of years."
"Think you have a plan there Ginny I think that I am about ready to start my hunt." Hermione said. Ron was oblivious to what was intended with those remarks, he could do with a bit to eat.
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Meanwhile Mr. Jones was having his own problems getting a job. He never finished muggle schooling and wasn't a wizard, the job openings were slim. Harry finally got a job in a warehouse because he was a squib he could deal with wizards and elves who purchased food for the wizard world. The job provided exercise and kept him from using his principle at Gringotts.
I was enjoying the work and especially not having people telling me how my life needed to be run. I was close to the wizard world and heard enough to just shake my head and feel relieved that I was not in the middle. The TriWizard contest ended with no one reaching the cup. Fleur was the lucky one, she got knocked out early. Krum got crippled badly but should recover and Diggery got killed by a giant spider. MadEye was found in the bottom of his own trunk and the phony MadEye got away. The Dementors attacked the students attending the last task and a few students were lost.
Time moved on.
It was fun to watch the idiots while I walked down Diagon Alley to get to the Leaky Cauldron and then to work. Some times I actually sat eating an ice cream delight and watch the fool scouring the Alleys for Harry Potter. They had the Aurors of course but the Order of the Phoenix was also snooping around. Why was a good question, what use was a squib to them? They hunted for me until the first Deatheater attack. Seems Voldemort came back after the last task and was now running amuck. Nothing that I could do or wanted to do, Dumbledore set up the manipulation I had just said no thanks. It was their war to handle; the rumor was the Voldemort was no longer interested in Harry Potter the Squib.
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I swear to Morgana that I never get a break for very long. Hedwick came flying in with a letter attached to her leg. Hedwick would never knowingly accept a letter from an enemy so who was writing me?
The wards stopped all owl delivery except for Hedwick at my residency. The Goblins were great with wards, Hedwick was great with mail.
Dear Mr. P or should that be Mr. Jones?
I would like to set up a meeting with you to discuss something that would be to our mutual benefit. I wish you no ill will.
Send your reply with your lovely owl. I am at your command for time and place.
Cordially N
That meant someone had contacted the Goblins or paid off a Goblin which is rare. What was appealing was that Hedwick was doing the mail. You can't do much to an owl so I just sent her with a time and place after Tom at the Leaky Cauldron reserved the room.