Chapter 11

1 month later

Imperial Elder Council chambers

Imperial palace

Imperial city

4E-0

Normal P.O.V

It had been a tiring month for the council. The Empire had suffered due to the oblivion crisis as trade had been disrupted causing the economy to slow and now, they had received the report on the total cost to rebuild Kvatch and judging by the looks of the council faces they were glad it was only one city and not more. "Your majesty the imperial treasury cannot cover the cost to rebuild Kvatch to make the city habitable alone would cost us over four hundred thousand Septims but to repair the city fully would cost over one hundred and twenty million Septims.

(Hadrian's P.O.V)

By the Nineties, war was much easier than politics. Millions of Septims were needed to rebuild a single city, and where in oblivion were we going to find the money? I couldn't raise the taxes; there were factions within the provinces just waiting for me to do that so they could cause unrest. One wrong move, and our entire economy could come crashing down.

There had to be something then it hit me Turing to my bodyguard Caroline originally posted at cloud ruler "Blade do you have some currency on you" I could see the confusion in her eyes as well as the council as she handed me the coins since Tiber Septims time we had 3 different types of denominations in our currency we had the original gold septim which had been renamed as a sovereign the silver coins which had been named silvers ...real original that one and the bronze coins which we named coppers.

These new denominations had improved the economy greatly as it meant food was far cheaper a loaf of bread now only cost 2 coppers. Turing to look at my council I held the 3 coins between my fingers. "Tell me I am correct. That 50 coppers equal a silver, and 2 silvers equal a sovereign."

It was Ocato who spoke up. "Yes, Your Majesty, that is indeed correct. Why do you ask?" I gave him a small smile. "Well chancellor, I do believe that the Outrelms have a currency system that is nearly the same as ours"

I must admit the shocked mumbling was quite amusing that that I let it show, of course, especially when I, a member of the council, stood a high elf from Cloudrest. "Your majesty while it is indeed true, they have a currency system nearly the same as ours there are a few things that separate them that makes their currency less valuable than ours for example their material in their coinage is not just gold or silver for some strange reason their gold and silver in its pure form is a lot weaker than ours so they add other metals into it when they melt it down for coins."

"So, sire we would need a large fortune double what we need to rebuild Kvatch." Nodding to the elf as he sat I stood. "I thank you councilmen you are indeed correct we would need a fortune larger than the cost to rebuild the city, however you all forget that my father was the last of his line on the Ancient and Most Noble House of Potter, as his son my grandfather absorbed House Potter into the Septim Dynasty until I decided what I would want to do with it. Well, my friends, I have decided I will use that money to rebuild Kvatch to its former glory. Scribe, take a letter to the minister of magic and another to the director of grinngotts in Diagon Alley."

(2 days later)

(Minister of Magic office

London)

Minister Fudge was a simple man. He was expecting it to be a normal day, that is, until an eagle flew in, dropping a letter on his desk. Upon looking at the dragon seal, he quickly opened it to read its contents, his face turning pale.

Running towards his fireplace grabbing some flew powder he yelled "headmaster of Hogwarts office"

Albus P.O.V

"Calm yourself minister I shall be there shortly" I said as the minister head left the flew breaking the connection it was however strange the empire had contacted the minister it was an interesting development sending a note to miniver I made my why over to Fawkes and flashed to the minister's office

Seeing the minister was not alone, as lord Lucius Malfoy and his wife as well as Sirius and Director Bones were in the room apparently word spreads fast in the ministry.

"Minister, may I see this letter from the empire" he nodded handing me the official document and I began to read it allowed for the others in the room.

Minister fudge

I write to you today to inform you of my visit to your shores in three days. Do not be alarmed; I am not here to visit you but the goblins of Gringotts. Please inform your director of law enforcement that I shall be bringing my imperial Dragonguard and a squad of imperial legionnaires as a standard defence unit. I shall arrive at the Potter family castle, and it is where my garrison shall be posted.

Yours sincerely

Hadrian Tiber Septim

Head of House Septim

Dragon of the north

Lord of Magic

Emperor of Tamriel

Signed on the morndas of suns dusk

The year of Mara 4E-0

The Outrelms Date of February 1992

Looking up at the group I saw Sirius with a big grin on his face "this is great news albus, my godson is coming we need to get to Potter Castle and make it ready for him have a nice party ready" he was cut off my Narcissa Malfoy who gave him an are you an idiot look. "Honestly Sirius potter castle has been sealed for years since the empire left our shores, he is a head of state and you're acting as if he is a child, he's an Emperor but by all means try and enter the castle it will be amusing to read in the paper that lord black was killed by imperial soldiers for trespassing." I gave a long sigh even as a child Narcissa was very blunt her years of marriage had only sharpened her words.

"Please enough people, we have more important matters to deal with. The emperor is visiting us, so we must make sure his visit goes smoothly. We don't want the legion here in force again. Let's get back to work." Spoke Amelia with her no-nonsense tone, thanking Merlin for that woman, probably one of the few members of the ministry who could be trusted.

"Yes, indeed, Amelia is quite right. I shall return to Hogwarts, Mr and Mrs Malfoy minister Sirius Amelia. I bid you a good day." With that, Fawkes flung me back to Hogwarts, where I finally could think straight. So, the Emperor is coming to Britain to meet with the goblins. I wonder if they know of his upcoming visit.

Normal P.O.V

They did. The goblins, upon receiving their letter, went into action, making sure the bank was in perfect condition for the emperor's visit. Not because they were panicking like their ministry counterparts, but because they hoped to impress the young monarch enough that he would grant permission for Gringotts to open a branch of the bank in Tamriel or, at the very least, open a trade relation with the East Empire Company.

Not that they could do much if the emperor said no a war with the imperial army would be devastating and costly for both sides but the goblins knew the empire would come out on top and loot the bank for all its wealth especially if the rumours that the emperor was able to become a dragon as becoming a magical creature in Animagus form was impossible for a mortal to do never in their known history Outrelms has it happened that they know off.

Potter castle great hall

Hadrian's P.O.V

The house elf's had done well keeping this fortress maintained. However, the only thing that annoyed me at the moment was the press outside the estate's grounds. It seems the minister had no Tactic for keeping information quiet. The number of letters that had been sent to the castle was ridiculous.

notes of thanks, requests for interviews, marriage proposals request for citizenship at one point a reporter tried to climb the gates, but upon seeing legion troops heading towards him he climbed back down I had reactivated the security wards to keep the riffraff out of my home the goblins were expecting me tomorrow at 10 am it could not come quickly enough.

To pass the time a took a walk down the halls of my father's family home looking at the various portraits. "hey you boy who are you" came a voice from behind me, Turning around I saw a man who looked like an older James Potter, looking at the name plate these were my grandparents Charles and Dorea potter. "I am Hadrian Tiber Septim Emperor of Tamriel and the new head of House Potter, son of James and Lillian." Dorea gave a gasp "Harry, little harry, Charles it's our grandson oh look how you've grown and an Emperor how old are you now" giving her and now the other awake portraits a smile.

"I am a 15-year-old grandmother and have been emperor for a few months. I have business with the goblins, and tomorrow, I will withdraw a large amount of money from the bank to help rebuild one of my cities that was destroyed during the war."

"Emperor of Tamriel, you say?" came another voice. Looking down the hall, I saw a portrait of a woman. She smiled. "Ah, yes, I can sense the dragon blood in you. When you go to Gringotts tomorrow, demand an inheritance test. You will receive the answers you seek."

Answers what answers how could she tell I was Dragonborn. "Forgive me my lady but what answers do you believe I need seeking" I asked only for her to giggle confusing me and the other potters "why the answers you have occasionally searched for years as to why your father was allowed to marry your mother not even James and Lillian knew who are over there waiting eagerly to talk to you now off you go." With that she went back to sleep Turing back I walked down the hall to my parents portraits and smiled. "hello mother father it's been sometime."