Just Another Post Deathly Hallows FF

by hillwillyw

My take on the story post Deathly Hallows. I started this a while back and Have not finished it. I don't know if I will finish it. Maybe some will enjoy what I do post. Rated T for language, no sexual content.

6. Chapter 6

Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling.

Chapter 6. Redemption or Ruin

May 29 1998

Harry entered Gringotts at 8:58 a.m. wearing the dress robes Ginny had helped him pick out and carrying his new briefcase. He started to walk to the desk at the end where he saw Lucius waiting impatiently and loudly. Bloodfin intercepted him and whispered. "Follow me please, your Majesty."

Harry did and as they passed the senior Malfoy, Harry heard him say. "What are we coming to, goblins cannot tell a proper Wizard from a poor excuse for one. How dare you keep me waiting, I have not been allowed into my vault for weeks."

Bloodfin led him to an office with a heavy Oak door and Harry entered. The office was huge there were several file cabinets and a bookshelf full of what looked like legal books behind a large wood desk with a large comfortable chair behind it and a small uncomfortable looking chair in front of it. The room was only lit by a lamp on the desk and two sconces on the wall. The Malfoy account manager was waiting next to the desk and there were two armored guard goblins waiting by the door. Harry walked around the desk set his briefcase down on the desk and opened it. He pulled out the file folder his staff (mainly Hermione) put together for the Malfoy account and set it in the middle of the desk under the light of the lamp. Harry turned to the account manager and said "I am Harry Potter. Today in the presents of your former client I will be addressed as Lord Potter. I do not wish to cause you any trouble as a result of these proceedings. I will be seizing most of the Malfoy estate but I am transferring it in whole to another and I hope you will continue to manage it."

"I am Najuk, Lord Potter. It will be my pleasure to witness your retribution today, and to continue managing this account. Revel in the misery of your enemies today, my Lord."

Harry sat behind the desk. "I am ready to begin. Please summon Malfoy?" The two armored goblins left the office. The smiles the two remaining goblins wore were frightening.

Only a minute had passed when there was a knock on the door. Harry gathered himself and tried to project a grim demeanor. "Enter." He called. The door swung open and Lucius was pushed in by the two warrior goblins. They entered behind him, and slammed the door shut.

"You Potter! What is the meaning of this?" Lucius was sneering.

Harry looked up at the pompous git. "Sit down Malfoy" Harry replied.

"You will address me as Lord Malfoy, Potter." Spat Lucius.

"Malfoy as of today you no longer enjoy any titles, and you are here to discover. What, If anything. I. Will. Allow. You to keep. You will address ME as Lord Potter. Now SIT." Harry said with venom in his voice. He looked at the two guards and said. "If Malfoy does not remember how to sit in five seconds, Please teach him." Harry opened the file folder on the desk and looked over its contents. Lucius glanced at the guards and quickly sat on the poor chair in front of the desk. Before Malfoy could dig himself any deeper, Harry began. "The Malfoy family is a vassal of the Slytherin Family. I have conquered the former Lord Slytherin in Honorable, at least on my part, Combat. I have claimed his title and possessions as my right of conquest. It is also my right to seize the titles, and wealth of the families subservient to the Lord I have defeated as well. Lucius Malfoy I have already stripped you of the title of Lord of the Ancient and Noble House of Malfoy. I have stripped the Malfoy name of its honorifics. Your current wealth and assets have been audited and stands at nine properties with furnishings and art, eight house elves, two businesses, Interest in eight companies, and vault containing six hundred million galleons, four million galleons in wizard crafted jewelry, and two million galleons in art. There also was a hoard of goblin made objects that have been returned to its makers. A similar hoard of dark and prohibited objects that have been removed, and destroyed." Lucius had slumped in his chair and looked broken. Harry continued. "I have no feelings of mercy for you. You are a worm, Lucius, constructed of greed, hate, pride, and bigotry. However as Lord Black I do feel some responsibility to look to the needs of its remaining members. I grant one and a half million galleons from the vault, one house elf of her choosing, her clothing, personal possessions remaining in the former Malfoy Manor and your building in Knockturn Alley to Narcissa Malfoy nee Black. I grant three hundred thousand galleons from the vault, his clothing and possessions remaining in the former Malfoy Manor and Hogwarts to Draco Malfoy. To you Worm, I grant the title, lower than common disgrace to the name wizard, the deed to your family cottage in Marmoutier, France and the clothes on your back. Take your pompous frog guzzling Norman name, crawl back to France and do not return." Harry looked at the guards and said. "Please remove this garbage, its smell offends me!"

When the office door closed Bloodfin said to harry. "I believe there is some goblin somewhere in your lineage Lord Potter, but you still show too much wizard mercy."

"If I had the talent to be a goblin bard I would write a ballad detailing this meeting Lord Potter." Najuk said.

"I would consider both of those things a great honor." Harry said and he bowed to the two surprised looking goblins. "Najuk the title of Lord and what remains of the Malfoy estate will transfer to the Lupin name and Theodore Orion Lupin upon his seventeenth birthday. I would like a trust vault established and five hundred thousand galleons transferred to it from the new Lupin family estate vault. Set up a one thousand galleon a month payment to Andromeda Tonks for Master Lupin's care and tuition payments to Hogwarts when he starts school from the trust. Please see to the eviction of the Malfoys and the maintenance of the estate Najuk."

"It would be my pleasure Lord Potter. I will begin immediately." Najuk left the office

Harry made a few notations in the file, marked out the name Malfoy on the folder, wrote Lupin on it and placed it back in the briefcase. He pulled out The Crabbe file folder and placed it in the middle of the desk. Another goblin entered the office followed by the Sr. Crabbe with his hands bound and escorted by an Auror. The goblin bowed, and said. "Lord Potter I am Klag. The wizard with me is my client Anthony Crabbe." He then stood next to the desk facing his client.

Harry looked at the Auror and said. "I can handle Mr. Crabbe. Could you wait outside please?" The Auror nodded and left the office. Harry gestured to the chair and said to Crabbe. "Sit." He then looked through the file for a minute while Crabbe sat down. "I have claimed the title of Lord Slytherin by conquest, broken and exiled Lucius to France. I believe you followed the Half-blood Riddle of your own free will, but only played as pawn for him. Had you chosen not to follow I am sure you would have lost your choice in the matter. You will pay for your crimes and criminal activities in prison. You do not hold the title Lord but your family does hold the honorific Ancient family. You hold one property, one house elf, and a vault containing three million galleons. The few goblin made and dark objects have been removed. Do you have anything to say before I continue with this meeting?"

"I do my Lord! I did follow the Dark Lord of my own will and raised my young to hold to the old ways. It has brought ruin and death to my family. It has brought sorrow to my wife. As you said I will pay for my mistakes in prison. I beg mercy for my wife and daughter." Crabbe said.

"I will give a measure of mercy. The Crabbe name will be stripped of the Ancient honorific and fined half the galleons from its vault. Your wife will retain title to the property in York, the house elf and the remainder of the vault. You are dismissed."

"More than I could hope for Lord Potter and More mercy than I would have given you. Thanks, my Lord." Klag moved to the door and opened it for Mr. Crabbe. The Auror followed him as he left.

"Klag please stay for a moment." Klag closed the office door."Please transfer the one and a half million galleons into a vault for the new Ancient family of Creevey, Dennis Creevey Head of house. It will be in trust and pay tuition at Hogwarts until Mr. Creevey reaches the age of seventeen. I have put quite a dent in the account that you manage. I hope the addition of the Goyle family will return what you have lost. The Goyle account manager will be asked to manage Creevey account. I do not wish anyone to be demoted but the families I am punishing today." Klag bowed to Harry and left the office. Harry placed the Crabbe file on the left side of the desk and then retrieved the Goyle file from his briefcase and placed it in the center of the desk.

Mr. Goyle entered the office at 11:00 in the same fashion as Mr. Crabbe, although Mr. Goyle was considerably less subdued. He plopped down into the chair as his account manager approached Harry. "I am Slagskin and the wizard with me is Jonathan Goyle." Slagskin then stood next to the desk and faced his client.

Goyle leered with a smile full of rotten teeth at Harry and said. "What's this all about then? Did the uppity half-blood want to gaze upon the brilliance of his betters?"

Harry told the Auror escort to wait outside. When the Auror shut the door Harry pulled his wand and cast a silencio charm, a sticking charm between Goyle and the chair and the chair and the floor, then a mild itching curse on Goyle. "You are not allowed to speak in my presence filth. I am tolerating your stench to give you an accounting as your conquering Lord. Since you appear unrepentant, I will be. Unmerciful. Your family holds the honorific Ancient family. You hold one property, two house elves, and a vault containing six million galleons. The stolen property found in the vault has been turned over to the Ministry. The dark objects, except for a vile Horcrux containing a fragment of your wife's soul have been destroyed. The Horcrux has been turned over to the prosecution in your wife's case as evidence and will be destroyed before she is cast through the veil." Harry looked at Goyle with disgust. Goyle's mouth was moving but there was no sound coming out and he was struggling to move from the chair. The veins in his neck, forehead, and temple were very prominent. His eyes looked like they would pop out of his head at any second. "By the looks of you, I would say you are either very angry or you have an itch you cannot scratch or maybe both." Harry smiled. "The Goyle name will be stripped of its honorific and you are stripped of your possessions. Since Gregory seems eager to overcome his upbringing and past and has not been charged with any crimes I will grant him the family home on Rodney Street in Liverpool and the vault with one and a half million galleons. He will be watched closely. Four million five hundred thousand galleons and two house elves will be granted to the Ancient Creevey family." Harry canceled the Itching curse. "I had been willing to be more merciful, but you could not help yourself. Could you? You are a pitiful creature Mr. Goyle. Your son owes me a life debt. I hope that will help keep him honest." Harry looked to Slagskin. "Please ask the Auror to escort Mr. Goyle to back to the Ministry." Harry released the sticking charm, and the still struggling Goyle fell to the floor. He quickly stood back up and charged toward Harry. The Auror cast a Petrificus totalus and Goyle dropped again the Auror then levitated Goyle out of the room.

"He has never had any honor." Slagskin said. "I will not miss him or his galleons." He spat on the floor where Goyle had fallen.

"I am glad to hear that Slagskin. I have promised what is left of the Goyle account to Klag. I hope you will manage the Creevey account."

"I will be honored. I have work to do Lord Potter. Please excuse me." Slagskin said.

"May your galleons grow and your enemies shrink." Harry said as the goblin left the room.

Harry had expected to go to the Leaky Cauldron for lunch but Ragnok entered the office with two witches carrying trays with food and butter beers. "May I offer you lunch Lord Potter?" He asked.

"Yes it will save me a walk to and from the Leaky. I hope you planned on joining me. Please sit down." Harry transfigured the chair into a much more comfortable one. As the director sat down, Harry noticed there was a lot of fruit, raw vegetables, and bread on one of the trays and fillets of raw fish and bowls of mushrooms and roots on the other.

Ragnok noticed Harry looking at the lunch with curiosity and said. Other than grains, Goblins do not cook their food and we do not eat the flesh of other mammals. They are too close to kin for our liking. That surprises most wizards. I suspect that you might have known that. Lord Potter, family rings hold some knowledge of the previous owners. I have never known a wearer of four rings but I believe the knowledge of that many rings magnifies the transfer to the wearer."

Harry had filled his plate with a little of everything on the platters, and was enjoying it while listening to Ragnok. "I believe that you are correct Director. I have been thinking the same thing. I have experienced knowing the right way to say or do things I am sure I did not know before. For example I knew a house elf bonding ritual that I also knew had not been used for a century. I also knew how to get them to accept a form of clothing after the bonding. I have known how to speak with Goblins in a respectful manner as well as knowing what to say in the Wizengamot. It will be interesting to see what wearing two more will be like."

Ragnok's eyes widened. "That is part of your plan for the last two meetings then. I will tell you that your decision to call the families to account inside the Goblin Nation is unprecedented. You have honored us as no other wizard has before. The amount of goblin craftsmanship you have returned to its makers in the past three weeks has made you legendary. You have earned the trust of many in the Nation. Every account manager has told the story of his part in your proceedings today, and the bards are already composing ballads. "

Bloodfin who had been silent since the beginning of the day and had been enjoying lunch spoke up. "Lord Potter you said you plan to absorb two more family rings and therefore the accounts of those two families, but you said after the Crabbe meeting that you did not wish to demote any account managers. Do you mind if I ask how you intend to protect Kaybok and Bathahar's position of account manager?"

"I have an idea. May I ask you if you have chosen account managers for all of my accounts yet?"

"I have chosen a very bright goblin that has been working at the windows and escorting wizards and witches to their vaults and promoted him. Godar was already the Black account manager. I intend to continue to manage the Peverell account myself and the Slytherin vault has no contents to manage." Bloodfin Said proudly.

Harry smiled. Ragnok wondered if Lord Potters smile had taken on the predatory meaning goblins would give it. "I trust your decision Bloodfin, but I hope you would hear my advice for a few additional changes by the end of today."Harry said.

The rest of the meal was silent as everyone pondered the conversation. The witch that had brought in one of the trays earlier came to clean up, and Ragnok smiled and excused himself. Harry checked his robes for any crumbs or stains from spills. He brushed off a few crumbs and sat back down behind the desk and transfigured the chair back to its pitiful state. Harry pulled out the very thick Bullstrode file and placed it in the middle of the desk and opened it. 1:00 arrived and there was a knock at the door. "Enter." Harry called. The door opened and Kaybok and Arcturius Bulstrode with two guards entered.

"Why on earth would Harry Potter be in a bank meeting?" Arcturius asked his account manager.

"It is Lord Potter, Mr. Bulstrode." Harry gestured toward the chair. "Please sit and we will begin."

"You are not the only bloody Lord in this room Lord Potter. You will address me as Lord as well." Bulstrode said.

"We shall see. Sit down."

"I will not be Insulted and bullied by the likes of you Potter."

"Very well stand if you wish." Harry banished the chair. "As wealthy and powerful as the Bulstrode family has become in the last century, it is still a vassal of the Slytherin family. You are here to account for your fallen Lord." Bulstrode tried to sit in the now banished chair and fell hard to the floor. "I graciously gave you the opportunity to sit earlier. You declined as I recall. You will stand for the rest of this meeting." All four goblins bared their teeth at Bulstrode in what clearly were not smiles. "Although you did not take the Dark Mark It is clear from your account activity that you financed and profited from the activities of the former Lord Slytherin, the Half-blood wizard Tom Riddle. So I feel no remorse for the fate I have decided for you. You hold the title Lord of the Noble and Ancient house of Bulstrode and a seat as Lord of House on the Wizengamot. Your current account holdings are twenty two properties. Ten businesses. Minority stock in twenty businesses. Sixteen house elves, and a vault containing six hundred million, eight hundred fifty two thousand, three hundred galleons. As well as Forty million galleons in magical artifacts, jewelry, and art. The dark objects have been destroyed, and goblin made objects have been returned to its makers." Bulstrode looked defeated and about to collapse onto the floor, but Harry continued."I claim your title of Lord of the Noble and Ancient house of Bulstrode and your seat on the wizengamot." The family ring on Bulstrode's finger removed itself and floated into Harry's hand and Harry placed it on his finger. "I claim all property and wealth in the Bulstrode accounts. It will be transferred to the Slytherin vault. I leave the honorifics held by the Bulstrode name and it remains a vassal family to the Slytherin family. I grant the title to the Manor in Exeter, two house elves, and thirty million galleons to the Bulstrode vault. To support the family I have claimed Lordship over. At some point in the future I will choose a Bullstrode descendant to grant title and seat to. I suggest you start raising the Bulstrode young in a manner that I will see fit to grant title to one of them. You are dismissed Arcturius!" Bulstrode left the office followed by the goblin guards. When the door shut, Harry turned to Kaybok and said. "With Bloodfin's permission I would like you to manage the Slytherin account."

"That would be a wise choice Lord Potter, I hope Kaybok will accept." Bloodfin said.

"I do Accept Lord Potter." Kaybok said. "With your permission I will begin the transfer." Harry nodded and Kaybok left the office.

"Bloodfin could you ask Klag if he is willing to take on what is left of the Bulstrode account as well? The Bulstrodes will have access and control of the account but I want the manager to report to me." Harry said.

"I will ask. I should also let you know the ministry tax rate on plunder is 50%." Bloodfin replied.

"Very well! I am ready to have this done with. Is the former Lord Nott here yet?" Harry crossed out Bulstrode on the file and wrote Slytherin on it and placed it back in his briefcase, then pulled out a thick Nott file and placed it on the desk.

"He is waiting outside, My Lord." Bloodfin replied.

"Get in here Nott." Harry yelled. The door opened and the goblin account manager Harry assumed was Bathahr entered followed by a bound Charles Nott and an Auror. "Please wait outside Dawlish." The Auror nodded to Harry and stepped out of the door and closed it.

"I passed Bullstrode in the hall, if you managed to knock the stuffing out of that puffed up stork I imaging this will not be going well for me. Nothing has here of late though, so do your worst Potter." Nott said."

Harry conjured the disappeared chair and told Nott to sit down. Knott sat down and looked at Harry expectantly. So Harry started. "This meeting is an accounting of the Nott family, vassal of the Slytherin family."

"I suspected as much I noticed Arcturius was no longer in possession of his ring" Nott said.

"You accepted Tom Riddles mark and you will most likely be sent through the veil for it. You have a wife and two daughters. The oldest daughter is due to start Hogwarts this year correct?" Nott nodded. "Your son died fighting for Riddle at the battle of Hogwarts leaving you without an heir. I have spoken with your wife at your home. She and your daughters did not seem to approve of your affiliations with Riddle."

"Aye, she was a Longbottom, a proper light side full-blood witch. She suspected my dark tendencies and affiliations, but I did not allow her to confirm them." Nott said.

Harry nodded thoughtfully. "You have a cousin who could continue the Nott line if he has a son when he is old enough correct."

Nott said. "Aye though he is barely more than a squib from what I hear."

"Yes I believe that may be a result of multiple generations of marriages to close family members. You could ask the Gaunts about that if any existed. Anyway the possibility is there. "Harry was looking through the file again. "Your family holds the title of Noble and Ancient house and a seat on the Wizengamot. Your account contains three properties, one business that holds minority stocks in fourteen businesses. Six house elves, and a vault containing one hundred sixteen million galleons. The dark items have been destroyed." Nott nodded. "I claim your title and seat on the Wizengamot." Nott's ring removed itself and floated to Harry. "The Nott family will retain its honorifics. I grant the properties, business, the elves and vault to your wife and give her custody of your nephew so that he may be raised in a manner that I may see fit to leave him or his heir title of Head of the Nott family. "

Nott hung his head and said. "I thank you my Lord for your mercy."

"It was much more than I intended to give Nott. Your dedication to evil was a disgrace to the Nobility of your family. May your dignified death serve to return some measure of honor. You are dismissed Charles." Nott exited the office and Dawlish followed him.

Another goblin entered the office and said. "I am the director's secretary. The director asks you to stay to meet with him again for a short time."

"Certainly." Harry replied

The secretary said. "I will inform him, he will arrive shortly." Then he left the office.

Harry faced Bloodfin and said. "Thank you for your help with my new investment Bloodfin. Could you gather all the account managers that now work on accounts I have interest in? I would like to speak to all of you after I meet with the director. It will only take a couple of minutes."

"Vengeance is sweeter when it is also profitable. I will gather them and we will be waiting, my Lord." Bloodfin replied then he left the office.

The Director and his secretary entered the office. The secretary was carrying a wooden box, a granite cauldron and silver knife. "Lord Potter this is my secretary Goahr. I would like you to accept this gift from the Goblin Nation, and would ask you to take another blood test." Goahr opened the box and removed a gold brace about six centimeters wide with three rows of runes that wrapped all the way around it with no apparent clasp or hinge. There was a fine gold chain attached to it about ten centimeters long with a thick gold ring attached to the other end with a single row of runes around it and a large red stone set in it. This will identify you as a friend to the Goblin Nation, if it accepts you, Lord Potter. Please try to place the ring on your left thumb. If it allows you to wear the ring, then touch the brace to your left wrist." Harry held the ring with the brace hanging from the chain and placed it on his thumb. It seemed to stretch to fit then it glowed and shrunk just enough that Harry did not think he could get it back off. He grasped the brace with his right hand and touched his left wrist with it. The brace seemed to turn to liquid and flow around his wrist and solidify again. The runes had disappeared from both the ring and brace. "Just Wonderful! I did not think I would ever witness this." The Ragnok said.

"What just happened Director? What does it mean to be a friend of the Goblin Nation?" Harry asked.

"Well Friend Potter. The ring accepting you means that a majority of the Goblin Nation of the United Kingdom believe you to be a friend of the Goblin Nation. The brace claiming you means you will return that friendship. It will only be visible inside the caverns, bank walls of the Nation and only to goblins outside and inside the Wizengamot chamber outside of the Nation. I believe that Professor Flitwick will wish to examine it if you allow him to. Being a friend to the Nation means you will be allowed to enter the nation armored and armed but you must only do so to defend, honor, or attend the ceremonies of the Nation. It also means you are welcome to attend all goblin holiday celebrations, witness and participate in goblin rituals and ceremonies, and attend the arena games. You will also most certianly receive preferential treatment while conducting business with the bank." Ragnok told Harry.

"I am greatly honored Director. You also asked me to take another blood test. What is that about?"

"You will notice that the parchment that Goahr brought is from your first identification test. The new test will add your status as friend to the Nation. It will only require one drop of blood this time. It is your choice to submit and must do it willingly without reservation. It will be as binding as your old elf bonding."

"It will be my honor to accept Director and would shame me to decline. Harry held out his right hand."

Ragnok pulled out a vile of amber potion and poured it into the stone cauldron then grabbed the silver knife and Harry's thumb and skillfully made a small cut, that burned, a single drop of blood dropped into the bowl and the cut quickly healed. Ragnok stirred the potion with the knife then tapped a drop of the mixture from the knife onto the parchment. The writing on the parchment began to shift and change. The eyes of both goblins went wide. "O HO, this is marvelous!" Ragnok said. Then he showed the parchment to Harry.

(HM)Harry James Potter Pendragon

Friend and Defender of the Goblin Nation

Ally of the Centaur Herds

Protector of the Elves

Monarch of the Magical United Kingdom (Pendragon)

Lord of the Ancient and Noble house of Peverell (Blood)

Lord of the Ancient and Noble house of Slytherin (Conquest)

Lord of the Ancient and Noble house of Potter (Blood)

Lord of the Ancient and Noble house of Black (Inheritance)

Lord of the Ancient and Noble house of Nott (Conquest, Held in trust)

Lord of the Ancient and Noble house of Bulstrode (Conquest, Held in trust)

Earl of Hogwarts (Conquest, Slytherin) and Baron of Godric's Hollow (Blood, Peverell)

Order of Merlin (First Class)

Basilisk Slayer

Horcrux Destroyer

May he live forever!

Vassal houses (Conquest)

Nott

Bulstrode

Vassal houses (Blood)

Greengrass (Peverell)

Fudge (Peverell)

Shacklebolt (Potter)

Lupin (Potter)

Pettigrew (Peverell)

Selwyn (Peverell)

Wood (Potter)

Vassal houses (Grant of title)

Weasley (Pendragon)

Creevey (Pendragon)

Harry finished reading then said. "I feel sorry for whoever will have to announce me at formal parties." Both goblins were near rolling on the floor with laughter. Then on the desk next to the bowl appeared a goblin forged helm, and sword, Centaur crafted bow and arrows, and Elf made quiver, belt and scabbard. Etched on the sword was the name Potter.

Ragnok looked closely at the items and then said to Harry "I am aware Friend Potter that you do not like to call attention to yourself but it appears attention calls to you. I am afraid it will insult the Nation if you do not wear these items from the bank today. In fact I must insist you don them now. You will not have to wear them when conducting banking business but you will be expected by the Nation to wear them for any other occasion in the nation and when presiding over the Wizengamot as reminders of the honor you hold with the other Magical sentients. I hope it is not too large a burden for you."

"I do feel like a pompous arse lording over those who should be my equals with these titles, but I am very much honored to hold the trust and faith of those who give them value. I hold those given to me by the goblins, centaurs, and elves to be the greatest honors." Harry not wanting to offend the goblins began putting on all his newly acquired accoutrements.

"I believe you called for a meeting of your accounts managers, and I will let you finish your work and get home. You may call on me any time, Friend Potter, appointment or not." The two goblins left the office and eight goblins filed in.

Harry began. "I have noted that account managers are paid a standard annual salary. I have noticed that much of the gold in the old family vaults sits doing nothing. I wish to create incentive for my account managers to invest and grow the accounts so in addition to your salaries I will pay a commission of ten percent on profit gained to my account managers annually. The Senior Account Manager will receive ten percent on top of that. I will expect a report on each account from the account managers and the Senior Account Manager will submit authorization for payment of commissions on October thirty first every year. Thank you. You are dismissed."