Unlocking the Magic

"WHAT" Harry exclaimed, "How is that even possible?"

Ragnarock sighed, "Everyone has a magic core inside them. When they use magic they draw from that pool of magic and form it into a spell. Somebody has linked a long lasting spell directly into your magic core."

"Is there any way to find out who did it and what spell it is?" Harry asked.

"Yes and no. There is a way using a scrying crystal, it will show what the spell is but not who cast the spell."

"Ok"

Ragnarock led him to the side of the chamber, where he opened small nook in the wall, which he had not noticed till then. From it he pulled out a round crystal ball.

"Harry, I want you to try to feel your magic. Imagine you are casting a spell. Remember the fell of casting." Ragnarock held the crystal to Harry's chest. Almost immediately he felt a pull from deep in his stomach. He saw in his minds eye what looked like a miniature sun. Coming off the sun was a red tunnel of fire leading off somewhere that he could not see. He also saw a small black thread leading off upwards. Blinking he saw images and colours beginning to form within the crystal. Eventually it formed into what looked like floating drops of blood.

Ragnarock pulled the crystal away and growled "you have a blood ward draining your magic."

"I know" Harry replied "Dumbledore set it up from my mother's sacrifice, to protect me."

"That blood ward does nothing of the sort." Ragnarock spat "Blood wards are used to power magically draining spells. They are used to transfer magical power from one wizard to another so he doesn't drain himself while doing spells. The only person who could receive the magic is the one who set it up, and if what you say is true then Dumbledore is stealing you magic power to make himself more powerful"

Harry was horrified. He knew Dumbledore had wronged him and withheld information but this was a whole new level of betrayal. He turned to Ragnarock "Is there any way to stop the drain of my magic?"

"There is a way but it is painful" "Do it" said Harry

"I don't do it. You do." Harry was about to reply but he was beaten to it, "I will talk you through what you have to do. Please sit on the floor." He complied "Now, remember the feeling you had with the crystal." Harry nodded "Ok. That was your Magic core. I want you visualise it again. When you do I want you draw a bit of the magic away, form it into a knife and cut away anything that does not look like it belongs."

Harry closed his eyes and focused on what he had just felt with the crystal. Almost immediately he was drawn inwards. He saw his Magic core pulsing. He tried pulling at it with his mind. He was shocked when a small ball of the fiery substance came off. He remembered what Ragnarock said and imagined it forming into a large knife. It changed instantly. He imagined it slicing through the red tunnel, and it severed.

What he was not expecting was for his core to suddenly expand, as if it a balloon being inflated.

He felt as if his whole body was burning, more so in his eyes and his back. After a few moments it stopped. Looking at his core he saw that it was now roughly three times the size it was before. He quickly formed another knife and severed the black thread. This time he was ready for it, but it was not as bad as it was before. His core expanded slightly and there was a tingling on his forehead.

He opened his eyes. Blinked, and blinked again. His vision was still blurry. He took his glasses off to clean them and everything cleared. He put them on and took them off again. It was still clearer with them on.

Ragnarock chuckled "I suspect, Mr Potter that you eyesight was stunted by malnutrition, and now you have enough magic to heal it. I imagine most other wounds will have gone by now."

Harry stood. The ground seemed a little further away than what he was used to.

He could also feel the magic coursing through his body. He felt powerful, like he could move mountains or split the ground with a mere thought.

That was when he realised he could no longer feel his scar. Since Voldemort's resurrection he had felt a constant pain coming from it. Now, nothing.

Harry looked at Ragnarock, "I don't know how to thank you. You have helped me so much. I am in your debt."

Ragnarock shook his head, "No Mr Potter, I am merely repaying you for what we at Gringotts should have done for you. We still have much to do. We must go over your accounts to see if you have indeed been stolen from. We also have the will of your godfather to carry out, and while we are at it check your parents will."

Thirty minutes later Harry was sitting in Ragnarock's office getting more and more

pissed off. Not only had Mrs Weasley been stealing money, but Dumbledore had been taking money as expenses for being Harry's magical guardian.

Between Dumbledore and Mrs Weasley, they had stolen over 250000 galleons from him. 168000 by Dumbledore, 1000 a month since his parents died and the rest by Mrs Weasley using his key.

Not only that but he had gone directly against his parents wishes. His parents will stated directly that if they could not raise him, he was to go to Sirius, the Longbottoms or strangely the Bells. Now he could understand why not the first two but why couldn't he live with the Bells? Now he was mad.

Ragnarock cleared his throat "Please could you calm down Mr Potter, I would like my office intact." Sure enough all the loose items in the room were rattling. Harry took a deep breath and everything stopped moving. "Thank you Mr Potter. Now I have already begun proceedings to recover the money from them, if they cant pay then things will get very unpleasant for them."

"I thought we had gotten to first name basis already," Said Harry with a wry grin.

"Ok then Harry. Right, Sirius blacks will is a little complicated. He left all his money to you, besides for a portion to Remus Lupin, and a portion to Ted and Andromeda Tonks. Now onto the big titles will fall to Draco Malfoy unless you marry Nymphadora Tonks."

.

.

.

.

.

Sorry for the huge delay. I have no excuse other than school and laziness.

Please review