Hadrian was back in Gold Tooth's office, looking over his heritage test. Now his mind wasn't fogged over; he could actually think. He looked up when Gold Tooth slid something across the table. He blinked at the item, it was his glasses. He picked them up and put them on his face and Morgana's tits, he was blind. Curious, he pulled the ring from his pocket and put it on. It would appear that his bad eyesight was a product of the glamor. Taking them off, he placed both the ring and his glasses in his satchel, and went back to looking over the heritage test. "Gold Tooth."
"Hadrian, while we are on our own, I believe you can call me Goruk." He blinked in surprise. goblins don't usually even tell you their spoken name, let alone let you use it. Hadrian nodded.
"Right, Goruk, does the wizengamot keep voting records where you are able to see what seat voted for what?" he didn't like Dumbles using his seats, but he had to be careful about it. He could probably remove a few seats from Dumbledore, but not all. Potter was out, Dumbles would know instantly. Slytherin was out too, everyone was aware Voldemort called himself the heir. Gryffindore was also out, even he had heard the rumors that Gryffindor had married into the Potter's or Longbottom's. That left him with Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Black. He could easily put Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw with whoever he wanted. It was well known that Hufflepuff married into Ravenclaw so where one goes the other follows, and no one knows who the heir is. Black would be best with Malfoy; he looks like he is the next in line, according to the family tree, so it wouldn't raise red flags. That would take almost half his voting power, if Malfoys voting records are something he would be okay with. He may want to take votes away from Dumbledore but he wouldn't do it at the expense of others.
"Yes, the Ministry keeps copies of the voting records. Would you like me to get you a copy?"
"Yes please. For all the votes from the last two years if you would." Goruk penned a quick note and placed it in a box to the side of his desk. "I had a question about the family tree." Goruk gestured for him to continue. "There are a couple of people on here that have the line pureblood null. I understand squib. But I haven't come across the term null before. Like here my great grandmother Everlin Evans nee McNair Pureblood Null"
"She ran away from a magically binding betrothal contract. When she broke the contract her magic was ripped from her. it made her worse than a squib, and no better than a muggle. It's quite uncommon and you say there are more?"
"Just one, Natasha Aven nee Greengrass, my seven times great grandmother."
"Well hadrian I do believe it's about time for us to start wrapping up this meeting, it is getting close to three o'clock. There is just one more thing that needs to be done before you leave." he placed eleven ring boxes of different styles and colors in front of him. "They're in order, start from the left, all you have to do is put them on. They all go on the same finger." Hadrian looked at the boxes and back to Goruk.
"But I thought I could only claim eight from the last line clause."
"Once you have claimed one you are an adult in law and magic therefore you can claim the rest." Hadrian opened the first box. The ring was rather simple with a platinum band and one large square tanzanite. "The Sayre Ring." he put the ring on and his magic sang. He reached for the next box. This ring was all silver with a flat face that was engraved with a coat of arms. "The Gaunt ring." he slid it on to his finger and watched as the two rings melded together. It looked like the Sayre ring until you looked closer and saw the coat of arms through the deep blue stone, it was subtle. He did the same with each ring until he was left with a twisting band of gold, silver and Bronze, for Potter, Black and Ravenclaw. a large square cut emerald for Emrys was in the center with two rectangular white diamonds either side for Lefay. Finally for Peverell behind the emerald you could see a thestral with its wings spread wide. The rest of the houses were removed when the more prominent houses were introduced.
"Now that you have the rings, if you need to pay for anything you can ask for a transfer parchment. It will have the amount you owe at the top, always check it. At the bottom will be a box that you press your ring against. It will take money out of whichever family vault you think about while pressing the ring on the parchment. You can also switch between the rings of each house at will. Now Hadrian, as much as I prefer seeing you to other wixen, I do believe we have gone through a lot today, and that you need time to go through everything," he pushed a rather large stack of parchment across the table. "Those are audit reports for all your houses, including land, properties, vaults and their contents. As well as the voting records you asked for. I have been gracious enough to book another appointment for you a week from now, for any questions and changes you may wish to make. Hadrian nodded and collected his things into the black satchel he took from the ROR, and made his way out of gringotts. there were still a few things he wanted to do today, one; get a new wand or a fake wand maybe both. two; get to a hairdresser and see if they can do anything, and last for today new glasses with the correct prescription.
First the wand. He remembered when Fred and George got their shop they had bought new wands. They said they were custom made, and came from a shop in Horizon Alley. So hadrian changed his eye color to blue, his hair to blond and made his way there. He willed his ring to become the Sayre House ring before walking in.
The shop was the opposite to Olivanders. Pristine white marble floors, white and blue paneled walls with shelves displaying wand accessories. Not a wand in sight. A younger man came through the back door to the counter. He was smartly dressed in black slacks and a light blue dress shirt with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. his deep brown hair was pulled back from his face into a low ponytail. "My name is Gibson, how can I help you today?"
"I was wondering if you would be willing to make a replica of a wand." he pulled out the pieces of his old wand and put them on the counter. Gibson picked up one of the pieces with a raised eyebrow.
"Holly, unknown core, eleven inches." He looked back to Hadrian. "Kid if your wand rejected you this forcefully, making you another exactly like it wouldn't work." Hadrian waved his hands in front of him.
"No, I don't want another wand. Well I do but not for this. I would like a fake, it just needs to look like the original so others don't know it's been replaced. I would also like a real wand I could actually use." Gibson looked at the small kid in front of him. At first he was going to send him away, he was in ratty old clothes too big for him, and had messy hair that didn't look like it had been brushed in weeks, but he had noticed the family ring. They were clearly wealthy but he also knew for a wand to self-destruct like this would more than likely mean he had been under blocks when he first bonded with it. A wealthy family not taking care of their heir, the heir having blocks and now wanting no one to know they were gone. that didn't paint a pleasant picture. He sighed.
"Fine. it will cost five galleons on top of whatever your other wand comes to." Hadrian just nodded his head. "Right, for your other wand we only do custom, not pre-made." Hadrian nodded again. "Follow me." He led him through one of the side doors into a room filled with shelves and shelves of small blocks of wood. "I need you to let your magic surge and you should feel a pull from some of the woods, follow the strongest pull and we will see where that leads." hadrian closed his eyes and did as asked, following the pull he walked till his hand rested on something. He opened his eyes to see a trunk. He looked back to Gibson who was looking at him in shock and confusion.
"Okay then." he opened the trunk and levitated the contents onto a conjured table. "Again." again he felt his magic and moved down to what looked like a fang the length of his forearm. Gibson picked it up and packed the rest away. Beckoning Hadrian to follow, he walked into another room. This time the shelves were filled with jars, vials, boxes and other containers. "Right the same thing again, though you may feel an equally strong pull from two different cores if that happens, follow one and let me know." Hadrian nodded and closed his eyes. However there were several strong pulls. It took him a while to figure out which was the strongest but he put it down to two, following one, his hand landed on a box. He picked it up and gave it to Gibson.
"There was another one.'' The man just nodded, gesturing for him to continue, and Hadrian repeated the process. And handed the tube to Gibson. They walked into what looked like a work room. He laid the three items on the table and gestured for hadrian to sit "your wand will be made from the fang of the Lux Hydra, and it will have a dual core of Thestral heart string and black phoenix feather. You can stay and wait for me to finish or you can pay half now and come back in an hour."
"I'll pay half now and come back." the man nodded and led him back to the front of the store.
"That'll be 27 galleons now and another 27 when you collect." he handed a transfer parchment over. Hadrian pressed his ring to it and left toward the hairdresser. He asked if they could do something about his hair stating the only input that he had is that he wanted it longer so he could tie it back. The lady he was talking to got a fiery look of determination in her eyes and ushered him towards a seat. By the end the poor lady was crying, no matter what she did his hair wouldn't stop being a mess. He told her it was fine and that he was sorry for putting her in the situation. He left with hair that was an inch or two below his shoulders, an unbreakable comb and a lot of hair ties. Tying it back did make it look better though so it wasn't a complete loss. Next was the optometrist, who spent a good amount of time trying to convince him to just get a new pair of glasses, but he had decided it would be best if he still wore the old pair. There were less questions that way. Begrudgingly they updated his prescription and let him leave.
Back in the wand shop, gibson handed him the fake holly wand, and Hadrian took it to inspect. It looked identical, and if he didn't notice the difference no one else would. Next he was handed a box. "The black phoenix feather and the lux hydra fang both worked and didn't work well together. They are directly opposite but are in complete harmony." he gestured to the box. and Hadrian opened it. The wand was so white it almost glowed, but there were cracks running the length of the wand that seemed to seep shadow. "The Lux hydra or the Light hydra. The black phoenix, also known as the shadow phoenix. Putting the feather inside the fang caused it to splinter and crack, but putting the thestral heart string in seemed to equalize them, it now feels smooth to the touch, even with the cracks still there." Hadrian picked it up and felt the magic mingle and connect with his own. He looked back towards Gibson, who was watching him intently.
"Would I be able to get a forearm holster? In black if possible." The man nodded and passed over a black holster.
"That's 30 galleons with the holster." He pressed his ring to the parchment and walked away. Walking back to the leaky cauldron he saw a clothing store and paused. He still had time before they closed for the day, he looked down and he definitely needed new clothes. He looked back to the store, it looked fancy. He hoped they would be willing to help him, he had no fashion sense. Walking in, the clerk looked up and grimaced. He opened his mouth to speak but Hadrian cut him off. "I need help. Yes, I can afford it. I am in need of a whole new wardrobe. Assume I own nothing and go from there." The man looked at him like he had hung the moon and stars before scurrying over to the door and flipping the closed sign. Hadrian got the sudden feeling he would regret this.
"Two hours later, and an hour after the store was meant to be closed, he had put in an order for an extortionate amount of clothes that the man said would be reddy for him to pick up in three days. Hadrian managed to floo home before collapsing in the bed.