Charring Cross, London
The Leaky Cauldron pub
Harry arrived at the doorstep of The Leaky Cauldron. If the system hadn't pointed it out to him, he wouldn't have noticed it. The people hurrying didn't even glance at it; they were all focused on the big bookstore beside it, and didn't notice the cauldron at all.
All eyes were on him as soon as he stepped inside specifically towards his slightly faded scar on his forehead. Murmurs echoed throughout the walls of the pub saying, 'Is that Harry Potter?' 'The Boy-who-lived' 'That's the scar'
'They know me?', Harry thought to himself surprised.
A voice interrupted his thoughts,"Good Lord, is this — can this be —? Bless my soul. Harry Potter... what an honour. Welcome back, Mr Potter, welcome back."
A hunchbacked man with quite a bald head approached him.
Harry didn't know what to say. Everyone was looking at him.
"Uhm How do you know me?", Harry asked in genuine curiosity and confusion.
"My name is Tom the owner of this fine pub—
Then he was suddenly surrounded and in the next moments he was shaking hands with everyone, and then a chorus of mixed words rushed from their mouths engulfing the pub with noise and chatter.
Slightly annoyed as he went through his Fifth hand shake without anyone answering his question.
Ding!
[ Go to the Entrance of Diagon alley ]
The sudden notification jolted Harry, and took 5 minutes to get away and slip through the crowd using his small frame.
The system led him through the bar, and out into a small bricked courtyard, where there were nothing but trash cans and weeds.
'System is this a joke?' Did his system get a malfunction? Behold the world of magic?
[ No, Witches and Wizards can open the entrance using their Wands. ]
'I see. And what makes you think I have one of those?'
"I see you're having some trouble, let me help" Tom the owner suddenly interrupted his inner monologue and made his way towards the brick wall and took out a stick which I assumed to be a wand and tapped the brick wall in various locations.
After the last tap the bricks quivered— and smoothly folded, in the middle a small hole appeared— it grew wider and wider until the brick wall formed into an archway. An archway that led to cobbled streets in a seemingly different world.
"uhm how did you know my name sir?" I asked the question that had been on my mind ever since i got here.
Tom the owner responded in a with a sad voice, " I'm not sure i am the right person to tell you that Mr. Potter "
Why wont anyone tell me anything?
"What about my parents sir? did they have magic too?", surely they do right?, I mean it makes sense for them to have magic too, since i am their son.
Tom looked at him with eyes that seemed to go back to the past and revealed to him, "Of course Mr. Potter, Your parents were one of the greatest in their generation"
"But why did they... why did they die?" Harry stammered out,
Tom's expression turned somber. "It was a dark time, Mr. Potter. Your parents defied You-know-who three times. Unfortunately, their courage came at a great cost. He sought them out, and they perished protecting you. You survived the Killing Curse, a spell that spells absolute death. A feat that had never been accomplished before."
'SoThat's how they know me',The weight of the revelation settled on Harry's shoulders, as he felt the need to grow stronger rise inside him.
Saying his thanks to Tom, Harry stepped into the cobbled stone streets, looking back to see the archway piecing itself back together.
Ding!
[ Welcome to the World of Magic! ]
[ Hidden Quest, Enter Diagon alley for the first time: Complete! ]
[ Reward: Calm mind ]
'What's a calm mind?' You can just get those now? Is there an angry mind too?
[ Check your Status Host ]
"Ok then, Status!"
Name: Harry James Potter
Age: 11
Titles: The Unbound, The Boy-who-lived
Tier: 1
Level: 5 [ 0 / 300 ]
[ Skills ]
Magic Mastery - Level 1
Calm mind - Makes the user invulnerable to Psychological attacks, and regulates the users Mind.
[ Inventory ]
[ Shop ] - Unlocks at Level 50 (Tier 2)
Basically a portable calm-me-down pill nice!
Harry walked through the streets with multiple glances from people, pondering what to buy first, 'Wait..I'm broke as hell', I used all the money I "borrowed" from Vernon to get here.
Ding!
[ Quest: Head to Gringotts Bank ]
[ Reward: 1000 Exp ]
And where is that? And why the bank? Just straight up give me money instead of Exp system, I don't wanna take out a loan. with a sigh I to roam around the streets spotting various shops like, Madam Malkin's (Clothing shop) and Flourish and Blotts (Books!)
After a few minutes of wondering, Harry arrived in front of a tall white marble building, At the entrance, towering bronze doors stood, above it—
Gringotts Bank
—was written.
Guarded by two tiny creatures, which Harry assumed to be goblins based on the similar gremlin characteristic from Dudley's games.
As he approached, the goblins seemed to be judging him for danger. He caught Harry's eyes and nodded before pushing open the large doors.
Seeing a tiny gremlin opening the big ass doors was surely a sight to see.
Once inside, he faced another set of doors silver this time with the words inscribed,
Enter, stranger, but take heed
Of what awaits the sin of greed,
For those who take, but do not earn,
Must pay most dearly in their turn.
So if you seek beneath our floors
A treasure that was never yours,
Thief, you have been warned, beware
Of finding more than treasure there.
'Don't rob the place, Got it', With a message like that only a crazy person would rob this place.
Ding!
[ Quest: Head to Gringotts, Complete! ]
[ Reward: 1000 Exp ]
[ Congratulations, You are now level 6! ]
[ Congratulations, You are now level 7! ]
A grin slowly spread across his face, and he couldn't help but be excited, ever since he got his system a few months ago his level had stagnated to level 5. Monsters don't just randomly spawn on privet drive after all.
"It's about time!" Harry exclaimed, as he headed to one of the counters,
"Hello Mr..? I asked one of the tellers, interrupting his some kind of document stamping spree.
"Griphook" the goblin responded with a curt nod. His sharp eyes scrutinized Harry, assessing him. "To what do i owe this pleasure to Mr. Potter?"
Harry took a deep breath,you got his words carefully. "Mr. Griphook, I know this might be an unusual request, but I was wondering if my parents, left anything for me here at Gringotts, maybe some savings perhaps?"
Griphook's eyes bore into Harry with a shrewd intensity. After a brief pause, the goblin spoke, his voice low and measured.
"Indeed, Mr. Potter. Your parents did, in fact, leave something for you. Do you have your key?"
"What key?" Ah shit.
"One moment," Griphook grumbled, rising from his chair. "I will issue a new key for you, Mr. Potter. Don't lose it this time." With that, he stomped away, muttering under his breath about the apparent typical wizard behaviour.
Griphook returned shortly, holding a new key with a certain disapproving glint in his eyes. He handed it to Harry with a stern expression.
"Take better care of this one, Mr. Potter. We goblins don't issue replacements so easily. Now, follow me." Griphook admonished.
Harry nodded, He led him towards one of the door leading off the hall, the goblin held the door for him.
Harry was suprised, the marbled floors fading into a narrow stone passageway dimly lit with flaming torches, it stooped deeply downwards and there were little railway tracks on the floor. Griphook whistled and a small cart came hurtling up the tracks toward them. They climbed in and were off.
After many turns later .. (I ain't writing that man :3)
The cart stopped at last beside a small door in the passage wall, they both got out. And reached a secure vault door. Griphook inserted the key, and with a series of clicks and magical whirrs, the door swung open.
Inside, Harry found rows of neatly stacked gold, silver, and bronze coins. Griphook explained, "The gold coins be galleons, silver be sickles, bronze be knuts. Your parents left you a substantial sum in this vault 50,000 Galleons, 25,000 sickles, and 10,000 knuts"
Harry was taken aback by the sight of the wealth before him. The goblin continued, "If you need any assistance or wish to manage your financial affairs, Gringotts is at your service." Handing him a pouch and left leaving him alone with all the money.
His money.
"Im filthy rich.."