Chapter 3: Diagon Alley
As Harry and Hagrid entered the shabby, but successful pub, the place was bit dark with a few candles lit. Harry thought this place has potential and could be updated with some modern touch. Once he figured out on what his parents left him, he would be talking to the owner of this pub on business proposition that will propose sometime today. He saw many older witches and wizards drinking and having a good time. Some were talking, others we're playing darts. Then suddenly, the bartender, a balding man with a toothless grin called out to Hagrid, "The usual, Hagrid?"
"Sorry Tom," replied Hagrid as he pointed to Harry, "I'm on official Hogwarts business. I am here to escort Mr.-"
"Evans," said Harry, "it's James Evans, Tom. I am giving you a pseudo name because I don't want to draw too much attention. If you know what I mean,"
"Of course, Mr. Evans," said Tom with glee as he figured who Harry really was, "I always respect our celebrity clients' privacy who always come to my pub."
"Wise policy," said Harry as he shook Tom's hand," I would like to request a room from now until September because I don't want to return to my muggle relatives. After I finished my shopping in Diagon Alley, I would like to discuss a business proposition with you that would expand your pub."
"I would be delighted," replied Tom, "I would be honored to be in business with you, Mr. Evans. Let me show you and your guest to the entrance of Diagon Alley. I see that you are starting your first year at Hogwarts."
"Yes sir," said Harry as Tom led him and Hagrid to the back, "I am looking forward to study and expand my horizon."
As Harry and Hagrid were led to the back, they bumped into a pale young man with a strange turban in his head. Then Hagrid had said, "Ah, Professor Quirell. Nice to meet you here."
"H-h-hagrid," stammered the man as he attempting to regain his composure, "What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to escort this new first year to get his school supplies," replied Hagrid as he put his hand on Harry's shoulder, "Harry, this is Professor Quirell. He is going to be one of your teachers at Hogwarts."
"It is a pleasure to meet you sir," replied Harry as he extends his hand and looking at Quirell critically in the eye, "What subject do you teach?"
"I t-t-teach defense aganst the dark arts," replied a nervous Quirell, "fascinating subject. I-I-I am quite well you won't need it. I came to Diagon Alley to get book on vampires."
"Cool," said Harry, "Vampires are real. You must be a real expert on this subjects. I am very quite adapt in the martial arts, sir. I am looking forward to you and other teachers have to offer."
"M-m-martiAL arts," puzzled Quirell, "muggle defense. Y-y-you a-are quite knowledgeable, eh. I m-must be going and prepare for the term."
As Professor Quirrel Left, Hagrid said, "poor Professor Quirell. He took a sabbatical year off somewhere in Eastern Europe and got scared by some vampires because he pissed them off for some reason. He wasn't the same ever since."
"I don't think so," scoff Harry as he watched the professor disappeared into the crowd, "it is an act he is pulling and I can tell. He knows who I am because he playing the timid and scared bloke. The book he had wasn't about vampires. I caught part of the title. It was involving alchemy."
"Harry," said Hagrid as he opened the back door, "Professor Quirell is a Defense of Dark Arts teacher, not an alchemist. Maybe he probably figuring something involving vampires."
"Perhaps," said Harry as he and Hagrid were facing a brick wall, "but my instincts are telling something else. Professor Quirell is up something and I am going to find out why."
"Quite the detective now, Harry," said Hagrid as he took his umbrella out of his overcoat, "you definitely inherited your mother's brains after all. I was expecting you inherited your father's taste in pranks. He was the ultimate jokester in his heyday until your mother tamed him of course. Now lets see if I remember this."
As Hagrid began to tap few of the bricks with his umbrella, the brick wall start to open by brick by brick. Harry was amazed on how magical world does take security very well. As the wall completely disappear, then Hagrid had said to Harry, "Welcome to Diagon Alley."
As Harry and Hagrid started to walk out of the entrance of the alley, Harry couldn't believe his eyes. He saw many people in colorful clothes going in and out of many shops. Hagrid was pointing to all the shops to Harry on where he will get his school supplies. Harry was figuring that Hagrid was trying to point all the shops that the headmaster told the gatekeeper to only show, but Hagrid had enough of the old coot's manipulation. He was pointing other shops as well to Harry. He saw many children running around getting their supplies and others were going to some wizardry sport shop to gaze up some type of broom. Harry overhead them saying about some racing broom that is fastest one in the market. As Harry was looking at his list, he asked Hagrid, "What is the first stop? I would like to get some money to pay of all the supplies and some."
"Of course Harry," replied a joyful Hagrid, "your money is in Gringotts. The wizardry bank. It is runs by goblins. Very wise creatures and they hate those who are dishonest with them."
"I do agree on that part," said Harry as he opened the door to Gringotts, "I wouldn't someone who swiped my money. I wanted to know if my parents left me chunk or my relatives emptied it out because their greediness. Today is the day I am going to find out."
As Harry and Hagrid went inside of the bank, Harry saw many short people running around like they mean business. He figured that these were goblins. He made a mental note not piss them off for any reason. As Harry and Hagrid went to the available teller, Harry greeted the goblin, "Greetings, sir. My name is Harry Potter. I would like make a withdrawal to purchase my school supplies for my term at Hogwarts if I was left anything from my deceased parents. If so, I would like a run down of what I have and if there anyway I could invested in some business that I have in mind. Also, my friend here has something business from Hogwarts here as well."
The goblin couldn't believed his beady little eyes, that a young boy address with extreme politeness and professional manner towards him has such maturity for his age. The goblin had encountered so many disrespectful wizards in the past and caring about making deposits and withdrawals, but this boy has an interest in investing his money through them. Then the goblin replied, "Ah yes Mr. Potter. We have been expecting you for quite sometime now. As for the run down of your finances, you should gotten statements from us for last ten years, but however the headmaster has been redirecting them to him. We did found out a week ago and quickly correct that for you to decide where your statements to be sent?"
"Fuckin Dumbledore," said Harry as he wasn't surprise about this, "I wasn't surprised that he did this because he did not want me to find out. It was good thing too because if my relatives found out about this, they would of clean me out before I spend any money."
"You were placed into care of your relatives!" Exclaimed the goblin, "You weren't supposed be with them under no circumstances. The headmaster has been disrespecting your parents' wishes long enough. You are going to see your account manager immediately."
"Thank you kindly sir," said Harry as he shook the teller's clawed hand, "you have been quite resourceful for me. I believe Hagrid has business with you as well."
"Ah yes," said Hagrid as he pulled out an envelope out of over coat and gave it to the goblin, "it is about you know what in what vault you know which."
"Very well," said the goblin as read the letter very carefully, "Mr. Hagrid you will go with Griphook to retrieve the item and Mr. Potter you will follow me. I will be taking you to your account manager."
"Thank you Mr." Said Harry as started to follow the teller's direction and Hagrid was ushered by another goblin to retrieve the item, "I didn't catch your name, sir."
"It is Slangtooth," replied the goblin as he directed Harry through out the hall, "it is quite rare for a wizard to ask a goblin's name as an equal. I rembered your mother when her and her family came years ago when they exchange the british pounds to galleons for her first year."
"You knew my mother?" Asked a bewildered Harry.
"It was long time ago," said Slangtooth, "she was a good woman. She always sent me snicker bars, a muggle candy, that I am fond of, for my birthday. Her mother, sweet muggle woman, sent me cookies and cards every Christmas. I despised her sister. She was very jealous towards your mother's talents I believe your aunt despised us as well. She called us abomination freaks."
"That is Aunt Giraffe all right," said Harry as Slangtooth led him to a huge doorway, "I guess this is the moment of truth."
Meanwhile on the otherside of England, Vernon Dursley was really in a foul mood. After spending the entire night at the hospital to have his piggish son get cast on his arm, Vernon was spending the morning in his attorney's office because he was trying find a way to remove Harry from Hogwarts. Unfortunately he was not happy with the news he was to recieved.
"What do you mean I can't remove that freak from that school!" Roared Uncle Vernon as he was slamming his fists on his attorney's desk, "I am not having him used his freakishness around."
"Vernon," replied his attorney as he was carefully using his words, "I have told you dozen times. You can't remove your nephew from this school because his name was put down since he was born. You are crazy. I know the magical law quite well and your nephew has to go to Hogwarts weather you like or not."
"What do you mean that you are familiar with the freakishness?" Asked Vernon
"Apparently," replied his attorney as he adjusted his glasses, "My wife is a witch and very good one. My son is about to start his first year at Hogwarts. I wouldn't be talking about magic because you-"
"So you are freak lover," said Vernon, "your abomination is going to that freak school. I should kill that nephew of mine when I had the chance. He was always upstaging my precious Dudley with bloody intelligence of his. He has defiantly disobey his aunt and I when we told him not embarrassed our Dudders. We even beat that no good freak and he fought back with that bloody skills that he learned. I don't know who taught him, but I think that Granger slut that he hangs out with have been supply his books. I am going deal with her parents eventually after they tried report me on Social Services and I should thank both my connections eliminating the evidence, but the Granger man is going to be thorn on my side."
"Dursley," said his attorney as he got up from his desk, "I am getting tired of your criminal ways. I have been trying keep you out of prison for your dirty dealings with Grunnings for years. You put innocent people in prison by framing them of your doing. Eventually, the chairman is going to find out of your doings and I am not going help you this time."
"What do you mean?" Asked the beefy man
"It means that you need find yourself with another attorney," said the man as he showed Vernon the door, "You are nothing, but trouble and you have disrespected my family because you are small minded person . You think you are better than one else. You are not. You underestimated your nephew and now you confessed that you had evidence eliminated that could prosecuted you. You will have your day, Dursley."
As Vernon stormed out of his now former attorney's office, the man got on his cell phone and dial some numbers. Then he responded, "Darling, its me. I need you get Seamus on the phone right now because I have important message for him to relay on the Potter boy."
Back at Gringotts, Harry was sitting the office of his account manager. The office was decorated with many ancient weapons and many different trophies. Harry figured that the goblins are proud warrior race and he was wondering if the goblins would teach him their fighting style. He was waiting very patiently for the goblin to come and discuss his finances. Then suddenly, a stern goblin comes out with few files in his hands. As he sat down in golden chair with many carvings on it, he responded to Harry, "Hello Hadrian, I am Lord Ragnok. I am your family account manager and been for many years. I have been waiting for this day to come."
"My birth name is Hadrian," replied Harry as shook Lord Ragnok's hand, "I have never knew."
"Your full name is Hadrian James Potter," said Lord Ragnok as he open a file with several paper work, "your mother want named you Hadrian after her grandfather. We have much to discuss about your future, my boy. Your parents' will was to be read on your eleventh birthday if anything happened to them. The headmaster of Hogwarts tried to steal and seal that will several times, but he has failed miserably."
"That bastard," cursed Harry, "he has been interfering too long."
"I quite agree on that part," chuckled goblin as press some button and a computer monitor come up from the desk, "I love muggle technology. It is shame that ministry doesn't update anything with this technology because that ignorant Fudge thinks muggles are inferior. He is very wrong. We may be goblins, but we are not ignorant what goes on the muggle world. At Gringotts, we make sure that we are up to date on everything both magical and muggle."
"I would love to get some good muggle tech, but Hagrid said it would not work at Hogwarts," said a disappointed Harry
"Don't worry," said Lord Ragnok, "I will send you to Sal's shop over in Knockturn Alley and he can provided you the magically infused muggle technology. He has from ipods to cell phones. You named it. He will even get your current muggle stuff magically enchanted."
"That would be bloody awesome," said Harry with hope, "I would like get the things that I was deprived. I would like to show off the items to fellow students at Hogwarts as well. I would like to see my parents' will because I would like to know what I was left. If so, I would like to know the legal ramifications to prevent the Dursleys steal my inheritance or find any legal loophole from them legally taking it."
"You were place by those people!" Shouted the goblin as he got furious, "the headmaster ignored your parents wishes by placing you those muggles."
"Fuckin Dumbledore," said Harry, "My parents didn't want me going over there. I have the scars to prove it. Let get this will reading over with."
"Very well," said Lord Ragnok as typing on the keyboard and turn the computer monitor for Harry to see, "I also have a hard copy for you see."
Last Testament and Will of Lord James Charles Potter And Lady Lily Evans-Potter
We Lord And Lady Potter of sound mind and body. You get the picture everyone. If anyone is reading this, We've kicked the bucket and left the world behind. We leave for the following:
To Remus John Lupin: We leave you our six-bedroom and twenty five acre farm in Vancouver, British Colombia, three-bedroom beach condo in Miami, Flordia, and eight bedroom villa in Bogata, Colombia. In addition we also leave you 15,000,000,000 galleons in vault 613, 20,000,000,000 pounds and non-magical investments, and limitless supply of Wolfsbane potion for your furry problem. Do yourself a favor Mooney, buy yourself a new wardrobe and find yourself a good woman to love you (James knows that you like those Spanish women.)
To Lord Sirius Orion Black: We leave you our chateau and winery in Paris, France and our penthouse apartment in Trump Towers of London. In addition of 15,000,000,000 galleons in vault 614, 25,000,000,000 pounds and non-magical investments, and James' personal collection of Hustler Magazine for you to plant in current Minister of Magic desk as our biggest prank ever. The important part is for you watch over our little Hadrian in our absence and raised him as your own, Padfoot. Make sure he well verse both magical and non magical aspects.
To Minerva McGonagall: We leave you 15,000,000,000 galleons in vault 615, our four bedroom cottage on the coast of Ireland, 3 bedroom penthouse apartment in New York City because Lily knows you are fond of Broadway shows, lifetime seats of any Broadway shows. Also, kick Dumbldork in the balls for us because he will try manipulate our Hadrian and threaten to use the Hogwarts charter rule against the old coot if he trys anything.
To Filius Filiwick: We leave you 10,000,000,000 galleons in vault 616. In addition we leave you our five bedroom flat in Scotland and our 400-acre farm in Denver Colorado of that magic herbal you like because the stress from the students you teach and you need take a hit every now and then. Also we leave you lifetime season tickets seats to the Chudley Cannons, Manchester United football team, and Los Angeles Lakers (courtside seats next that muggle, Jack Nicholson). You deserve it for all your hard work at Hogwarts.
To Severus Tobias Snape: We leave you 18,000,000,000 galleons in vault 617. In addition, we leave you ownership of our Potion shop in Diagon Alley, 20% of the majority shares of the company Starbucks, six-bedroom villa in Madrid, Spain, a four bedroom condo in Las Vegas. James has regrets bullying you and feels it was his fault that you joined the Dark Lord's cause. Severus, I forgive you and you have been my best friend. Please mentor Hadrian and teach him all of your knowledge. Please, let go you of your grudge against James and don't play second fiddle with both Dumbledore and Voldemort. Take control of your own life and find yourself a woman.
To Lord Frank And Lady Alice Longbottom: We leave you 15,000,000,000 galleons in vault 618, our Italian winery in Naples, Italy, and our ski lodge in Geneva, Switzerland. Also we leave your son, Neville, 10,000,000,000 galleons when he reaches his fifteenth birthday. Do us favor, stop Augusta from pestering Frank to pass his wand to Neville. We all know that the wand chooses the wizard.
To rubeus Hagrid: We leave you 12,000,000,000 galleons in Vault 619 and ownership of our magizoo. We also have a retainer from an attorney will help you get your name cleared and restore your wand. We know that you treat our creatures very well. You have been a wonderful friend. Promise us one thing, Don't get a dragon.
To Albus Dumbledore: We leave you nothing, but pair of old socks and the middle finger. We want you stay out of our Hadrian's life and quit manipulating people you old fruit loop. We know about your secret collection of Madonna and Cher albums. you claimed that chamber music is your favorite music, but is bullshit. Also, our son will reclaim that two of heirlooms that you possessed including that wand of in your hands. We know that james and Hadrian's bloodline can control its true power and our son will reclaim it one day.
To Peter Pettigrew: We also leave you nothing, you traitor. We knew you would betray us you rat. You were never Griffydor material and was a coward from the beginning. I hope you rot in Hell.
Lastly we leave our son Hadrian James Potter the following:
Hadrian can Claim Lordship of the House of Potter at the age of eleven and the other following 500,000,000,000 galleons in the Potter Family Vault, 250,000,000,000,000 galleons , 300,000,000,000,000 pounds, 150,000,000,000 in non magical investments, Potter Manor in Gladscow, Scotland, 10 bedroom penthouse in London, England. 15 bedroom Beach house in Malibu, California, 12 bedroom penthouse in New York City, and 20 bedroom mansion in Toronto, Canada. The ownership of the following:
15 percent ownership of Starbucks
20 percent ownership of Apple Inc.
51 percent ownership of Grunnings
15 percent ownership of Microsoft
50 percent ownership of the Daily Prophet
10 percent ownership of Time Warner
20 percent ownership of Chudley Cannons team
30 percent ownership of Manchester United
49 percent ownership of Hogs Inn
70 percent ownership of Hyatt Hotel Corporation
50 percent ownership of Trump Organization (The reason that prick is still in business is because of James)
50 percent of Spearmint Rhino corporation(I still don't understand why James was talked into investing those strip clubs by Sirius)
20 percent ownership of Facebook (This was added by Lord Ragnok on August 12, 2006)
The other titles and vaults that he will be granted to him on his fifteenth birthday:
House of Ravenclaw: 450,000,000,000 galleons in Vault 750, 25 percent ownership of Hogwarts castle, We found out that your mother is a direct descendant of Roenva Ravenclaw few years back and she claimed the title before you were born.
House of Pervell: 630,000,000,000 galleons in vault 910, the ownership of the three hallows created by their father. Hadrian you are the direct descendant of the youngest Pervell from your father's side.
House of Slytherin (by conquest which was automatically added on Oct 31, 2003): 425,000,000,000 galleons in Vault 751, 25 percent ownership of Hogwarts.
House Of Draconius Merlinus Emmrys: 750,000,000,000 galleons in Vault 715. He is the father of the Pervell brothers and original creator of the hallows.
Our son shall be place in the guardianship of his godfather, Sirius Black. If Padfoot is unavailable, the following guardianship for our son should as follow:
1. Remus Lupin
2. Minvera McGonogall
3. Amelia Bones
4. Frank and Alice Longbottom
5. Filius Filiwick
Under no circumstance that our son be place under Vernon and Petunia Dursley care because they are nothing but jealous, evil, abusive, and corruptive muggles. They will try to steal Hadrian's inheritance and won't stop until they get what they want. Vernon is a crimnal prick who embezzled Grunnings for years and Petunia is jealous of Lily's talents and thinks that she should be the magical one. Also we traced Vernon's lineage as well. Him and his equally fat sister of his are really descend from jealous squibs who started some organization to destroy all magical because they weren't born with the talent. If our son is placed with the Dursley against our wishes, Hadrian James Potter is hereby legally emancipated immediately on his eleventh birthday.
Signed by
Lord James Charles Potter
Lady Lily Evans-Potter
Witness: Lord Ragnok XIII, Madam Amelia Bones, Lord Sirius Orion Black, and Queen Elizabeth II.
As Harry finished reading the will, he said, "Dumbledore knew that I wasn't to be place those people because he wanted me to be weak when I come to Hogwarts so he can control me. I guess he underestimated me because I am not weak and I am able to stay in a fight. I am going to make him pay as well as Voldemort. No matter, Uncle Walrus is going have a field day that I am his boss at the company he works for. My parents caught him stealing before they were killed and planned to come after him. Did they did begin the process of pressing charges against him?"
"As matter of fact they were working on it," replied Ragnok, "but the paperwork just turned up this morning. Griphook found it in Dumbledore's vault while doing an audit. I believe he was the one who stole the paperwork. We found the traitorous goblin who helped him to conceal it and punished him already for obstructing the law. Would you like pursue this, Lord Potter."
"Not yet," replied Harry, "we need more evidence on Vernon and my instincts tell me Uncle Walrus has more to hide as well. I need someone to audit everyone in the company including the board members. Have the auditor tell Grunnings is just a routine so we can hide the real reason for the audit."
"Splendid idea," said Lord Ragnok as he jotting down Harry's ideas, "Is there anything else?"
"Yes," said Harry, "you've mentioned that gain the title of Slytherin by conquest. Was that Voldemort's title?"
"Yes and no," answered Ragnok, "The House of Slytherin was long lineage that Voldemort's family were descended from. They were serpent speakers. Voldemort and his ancestors were not able to claim the Slytherin title because Salazar didn't feel that Voldemort wasn't worthy enough."
"That does explains why I could talk to snakes," said Harry, "every time when I do this, my scar keeps hurting."
"Let me check your scar and see," said Ragnok as got up from his desk and Harry came to his eye level in order for noble goblin to see, "Oh Merlin! It is a Horcux!"
"What is that?" Asked Harry
"Horcux very dangerous type of magic," said Ragnok as he grabbed a book from a his personal library, "we should have foreseen this that Voldemort would use this type of magic. It is very unnatural and its makes the caster immortal as long the object that used for horcrux is not destroyed."
"How does it work?" Asked Harry
"The witch or wizard must murder an innocent in order to create the horcrux," replied Ragnok, "I bet that the headmaster knew about this and was going to keep this in the dark. He was going to use you and that infernal thing on your head. The horcrux on your forehead needs to be remove as soon as possible. I will be getting in touch with a colleague of mine in the United States. He is an expert on extracting Horcruxes out of objects. I will let you know how soon he can come and remove for you. I will guarantee that your connection with the Dark Lord will be severed permanently before you to Hogwarts."
"Thank you Lord Ragnok," said Harry as felt relieved that his scar will be thing of the past, "I want to know it I can get a medical professional to do a through check on me. Money is no objective."
"That is the spirit, Lord Potter," replied the goblin with glee,"I will get in touch best healer and do personal house call for you tomorrow."
"I hope she is hot," said Harry, "I will be staying at the Leaky Cauldron from now until September 1st because I will be going to London to do a shopping spree."
"An excellent idea," said Lord Ragnok as pulled out some more paperwork, "I can help you with that part. I can give a couple credit cards for you so won't have to lug a money bag around Diagon Alley. Just sign this and you will have a visa and a mastercard."
As Harry signed the papers, Lord Ragnok produce two cards out for his client. Harry place his new cards in his wallet and then said, "I do have a few other request as well."
"Do tell," said the goblin
"I would like to add Slangtooth and Griphook as co-assistants for my accounts," said Harry, "because I trust them the most with my investments if you need to take a holiday. Goblins do take vacations like everyone else."
"I will add them immediately," said Lord Ragnok, "they were due for a promotion anyway."
"I will like set a charity fund as well," said Harry, "I will like name it the Lily Evans-Potter Foundation. I want to help for those who were orphaned in the war. I need for someone to run the day to day operation and Griphook and Slangtooth would select potential candidates that are honest and never steal a dime. Also, I would like set a new corporation as well. I want to call it Evans International. I would like to find the perfect headquarters to set up shop and would need help running it while I attend Hogwarts."
"Do go on," said Ragnok as eyes shown with money signs that his client going make them even more wealthier and more charitable as well, "Lord Potter. How do we start the charity foundation and necessary capital."
"We start the Voldemort's followers," replied Harry, "they need start paying for their crimes."
"Outstanding," said Lord Ragnok, "I believe this should be enough for now. I will email and owl you any further update. I will also let you know when my colleague arrives to extract that horcrux on your forehead."
"Thank you Lord Ragnok," said Harry as shook the goblin, "May the gold flow our good fortune, sir."
"Indeed," replied the goblin, "my office is always open for you Hadrian. You have bit of your mother in you."
As Harry left the goblin's office, he felt relieved that he is super rich and blessed that his parents loved him to save him. As the will mention that this Sirius Black was his godfather and he was supposed to be Harry's guardian, but no matter he will save this for his next meeting with Lord Ragnok for another day. As Harry met Hagrid, who was holding two ice cream cones, atthe exit of Gringotts, Hagrid said, "Harry what kept you. You were gone for two hours. I was getting worried about and got some us ice-cream. I hope you like chocolate chip."
"Thanks," said Harry as took the cone from Hagrid, "Sorry I took so long. It was business and my parents' will reading. Anyway, here I have something for you that mom and dad left you."
As Harry gave Hagrid his vault key and the gatekeeper replied, "Your parents left me some money."
"Very plenty," said Harry, "also they left you a magical zoo as well and in addition an attorney to clear your name. Is something you could explain."
"I was expelled in my third year," said Hagrid, "I was innocent and so was Argog, my spider. They accused me of releasing my spider on a student and kill her. Argog never killed anyone. I was kicked off of Hogwarts and they snapped my wand. Dumbledore convinced Headmaster Dippet to keep me as gamekeeper. I knew this day has come that I will be able clear my name and prove my innocence once and for all. Your parents were great people and they were a wonderful friends to me."
"I know Hagrid," said the newly Lord Potter as they were walking out of Gringotts, "Lord Ragnok provided me debit and credit card to help in my purchases today so I don't have lug a heavy bag of galleons. So where do where shop first?"
As the day goes by Harry and Hagrid were having so much fun at Diagon Alley. First shop they went to was Madam Malkin's shop to purchase his school robes. Harry had the unfortunate run in with some boy with a pale, pointed face because he think is superior than anyone and insulted Hagrid. Which earned him a dislocated shoulder by Harry. Harry ordered the best from silk spider robes to the durable basilisk hide robes, top of line dragon hide gloves, even some dress robes for special occasions. Then next stop was Goldstein's Trunks Emporium. Harry bought a six compartment trunk which he got his money's worth. However, Hagrid tried to talked him out of it, but failed to do so. The first compartment contain huge walk-in closet size of the Dursley's house. second one contain for his school supplies and library plus laboratory. The third contain a fully furnished three-bedroom flat with state of the art kitchen. The fourth compartment contain a gym with several state of the art equipment. The fifth compartment contained outdoor track. The final compartment contain some interrogation room. The best of Harry's new trunk was it shrinks down to a size of a toy car and he is able fit in his pocket. Next place they stop was Flourish and Blotts to purchase Harry's school books. Harry got his first year books and plus some more for extra reading. He even bought Hagrid books on several creatures for his zoo. Harry bought several cauldrons from pewter to gold for potion, despite Hagrid telling him to buy only the pewter cauldron. However, Harry told Hagrid he rather buy every cauldron so he doesn't have to come back every year to get a new one and doesn't want to attract too much attention. Then Hagrid understood Harry's point because it was better to kill two birds with one stone. He also bought nice scale for weight potion ingredients and nice ass telescope. The last thing Harry needed on his list was his wand. As him and Hagrid were walking towards to Olivander's Wand Shop, Harry had said, "This must be the place. Last, but not least."
"Why don't you go in yourself because I have some unfinished business I need to do," suggested Hagrid as he opened the door for Harry.
As Harry entered the old shop, he sensed someone in the back room. He then said, "You can come out now sir. I know you are expecting my arrival."
Then suddenly an old man with wild eyes that shown wisdom beyond his years comes out of the back room. He then responded, "I have been expecting you, Lord Potter. It was seems yesterday that your mother and father came and bought their first wands."
"You knew my parents?"asked Harry with a suspicious look.
"I remembered every wand that I sold milord," replied the crafty, "including the one that I regret selling to. Now let see which is your dominant hand, Lord Potter."
"I am trained to use both, Mr. Olivander," replied Harry.
"Ah that works even better," replied the wand maker as he grab a few boxes from the shelves and opened one of them, "let's try eleven inches oak with dragon heart string for the core."
As Harry took the wand from Mr. Olivander and attempted to give it a wave, but nothing happen. Then old wand maker responded, "I guess not that one. Remember Lord Potter, the wand chooses the witch or wizard who deem worthy to harness its power."
As Harry several other wands that were not matching his power, Mr Olivander wildly brought more wands for Harry to try out. The old wand maker knew Harry was a tricky customers and he needed the wand that fit his needs. As the old man then said as he got another wand box that two size larger than the others, "I wonder these might fit your needs, My father created these wands years ago. He called them the Yin-Yang wands. They are twelve inches white and black oak with very rare black and white phoenix feathers as the core in the opposite wands to balance them out. Very powerful indeed next to the legendary Elder Wand."
As Harry took the wands from Mr. Olivander's Hands, Harry felt the power surging coming from the twin wands and released the magic. Then the old wand maker had said, "Bravo Lord Potter, curious indeed."
"Curious?" Asked a Puzzeled Harry, "What do you mean?"
"I remembered every wand that I sold," replied the old man as he produced another wand for Harry to see, "the headmaster wanted me to sell you this wand, the eleven inches holly with another phoenix feather core that produced a twin feather that belong in a thirteen inch yew and powerful one as well. The brother wand gave you that scar. I knew that wands with same core would never work against each other. The foolish headmaster insisted give you this holly wand, but I knew you were destined for the Yin-Yang waNDS and I am not letting the headmaster to manipulate me by give you the incorrect wand."
"He was trying to map my life," said Harry as he took the holly wand and broke it, "but no more. this was best if this wand was destroyed."
"Yes," replied the wand maker as he tossed the broken wand in the trash, "you saved me a headache by destroying that wand. You are seem very wise beyond your years Lord Potter. You are going to great things at Hogwarts and Very powerful wizard as well. As for the wands, they are gift from me and I have been waiting for someone to claim the wands."
"Thank you," replied Harry as he shook Mr. Olivander's hand, "the old coot is going to have a rude awakening soon."
As Harry left the wand shop twirling his twin wands like drum sticks, Hagrid came back with cage. Inside of the cage was a snowy owl. Hagrid then said, "Happy birthday, Harry."
"Thank you Hagrid," replied Harry as he accepted the gift from Hagrid, "She is very beautiful."
As Hagrid and Harry walked back towards Leaky Cauldron, Harry knew that he is writing his own path and show that he is no push over that the headmaster thinks. Harry has until September to formulate his plans and find allies to join his cause against both the headmaster and the dark lord. It would alot of work, but it will pay off big.