When Hyacinth arrived at the Leaky Cauldron, she quickly made sure to magically obscure her face so none would know that she was there so she wouldn't get mobbed. The only one she didn't hide from was the large black dog that was following her. She trusted it for some reason, and for the first time ever, you could feel the emotions of another being. He felt protective of her. He loved her, and Cin didn't understand why.
Anyway, it seemed in the wizarding world, most witches and wizards were raised with decorum and manners, but you wouldn't know it with the way they crowd and invade her personal space. No one seemed to care that while she was famous, she paid a very high price. Not wanting to dwell on the loss of her family, and needing to get to Gringotts, Cin made her way out of the Inn, and into the entrance of Diagon Alley, and hastily made her way to the bank.
As she entered the bank, Cin noticed that every witch or wizard there who wasn't muggle-raised was sneering at the Goblins. She was brought up to believe that you never disrespect those who keep your money safe. So, she could not understand why witches and wizards failed at learning that. Cin knew that Goblins could quickly close the bank and not allow anyone access to their money. It was stupidity to the highest degree for witches and wizards to behave like that toward those who kept their money safe.
"Good evening, Master Silverclaw. I need an inheritance test done as I do not have my vault key," she requested, and she made a mental note to request all other keys to be voided when she met with her account manager. She didn't know if there were any other keys, but Cin knew it was better safe than sorry.
The goblin looked at her stunned for a moment that she used his name and knew the proper way to greet a goblin. He stepped away from his station. "Come with me," they went into a room with nothing but a table with a piece of parchment on it.
"You're going to point your wand to the parchment and wave it. It'll list your name and the names of your parents and guardians. If you want a more in-depth test done, it will be done by your account manager if you have one," the goblin explained.
Thankfully, Leo and Daphne Greengrass had been slowly teaching her everything she needed to know about the magical world, so she knew her magical core was recorded at birth. She took out her wand and walked over to the table where the parchment was. She pointed her wand at it and waved it slightly, sending a couple of sparks to it. Seconds later, a name began to form.
HYACINTH IOLANTHE LYSANDRA POTTER BLACK
Under her name came her parents and guardians.
LORD JAMISON FLEAMONT POTTER (DECEASED)
LADY LILIAN GRACE POTTER NEE EVANS (DECEASED)
LORD SIRIUS ORION BLACK; GODFATHER (ILLEGALLY INCARCERATED; ON THE RUN)
ANDROMEDA VINDA TONKS NEE BLACK; GODMOTHER
ALBUS PERCIVAL WULFRIC BRIAN DUMBLEDORE (ILLEGAL)
"May I meet with my account manager, please," Hyacinth requested, trying to keep the rage out of her voice. Dumbledore was a failure. He has failed at keeping her safe, and if she discovered that he has taken anything out of her accounts, she'd sue him for everything he was worth and take away his power base as she knew no one liked the thought of someone stealing from an orphan.
When they reached the entrance to Ragnok's office, it was like the entrance to Hogwarts except a bit smaller with gold jewels and Goblin paintings and writings written on it. Two heavily armed goblins stood by the door both scowling and standing at attention.
Cin did not know just how important this Goblin clearly was, but when she noticed the sign, she knew. This was the office of the Goblin King.
"Enter." said a deep dark voice when the clerk knocked on the door. Hyacinth walked in and saw a large room with rubies, sapphires, emeralds, diamonds, gold, silver, bronze, platinum, pearls, and many other gems covering the walls and ceiling along with many statues of goblins and armor in stand-in corners.
Ragnok was the tallest goblin Hyacinth had ever seen. He was still shorter than Hyacinth but unlike Sharptooth and Griphook he was at her chin. Ragnok seemed to radiate authority and power and the battle scars and blades all around told Hyacinth that this goblin was a force to be reckoned with.
He grinned a cruel smile but his face was covered in scars and seemed to have some shades of wrinkles, but he hid it well.
"Greetings King Ragnok may your enemies fall before you," Hyacinth said as she bowed alongside Silverclaw causing Ragnok's eyebrows to rise at the greeting but still scowled out.
"Greetings Heiress Potter Black may your enemies fall before you as well. Now, why have you not answered any of my letters about your account business? What seems to be the problem that requires my authority now that you have come to me?" he asked with a cruel smile.
"Parden me, King Ragnok but I have never received a letter from you. But I need an in-depth inheritance test performed, please. I would also like all keys voided if there happen to be any. I haven't had my key in my possession since I first entered the bank when I was eleven years old," she explained. Cin noticed that his expression darkened when she explained about not receiving her mail, and it got worse when she said that she did not have her key.
"Drop three drops of blood onto this parchment, and before you ask, the blood will disappear, as we don't keep it. I will void the keys now," he instructed as he handed her a dagger. She followed his directive and watched words appear on the parchment. She picked it up, and read it, stunned the further she read. The further she read, the more enraged she became.
"Did my father buy every share available in Broomstick companies?" she muttered causing Ragnock to smirk, but it quickly faded when she asked, "What is a Horcrux?" she asked as she read further down paling when she noticed Voldemort's true name.
"Why do you ask about that abomination?" he asked enraged. "Because it says I am one," she said handing him the results of her test. Cin watched his face, and it went from enraged to sickened in a blink of an eye.
"A Horcrux is a piece of another human being's soul. It seems to be a small piece as it hasn't accessed your magic or taken over your body. We will take care of this, and we can use it as a locator for the others. Hopefully, there won't be another war with that madman," he muttered as he handed Cin back her inheritance test.
"Thank you. Can you put a stop to Dumbledore withdrawing anything from my vaults? And can you get back everything he has taken out of my vaults? The Dursley family may not have stolen from me, but they need to be kicked out of that house. They have neglected me my whole life. They don't deserve the comfort of the house my parents purchased for them. Now, I don't want it, so we can just rent it out, but they must be a magical family or someone with a magical child," she requested causing Ragnok to smirk. He had a feeling he was going to like this witch as he had prior Potter previously.
"I can," he confirmed. "I honestly don't know what to do about Mrs. Weasley. The amount she withdrew is what she would need for her children's schooling, so I know it wasn't with malicious intent. Maybe have her get a job and slowly pay me back. Although, withdraw what is needed for the remainder of their education and pay it in full. I cannot let the Weasley kids suffer for what their mother did. It is not right," she said smiling. While Cin did not like that Mrs. Weasley stole from her, at least it was with good intentions for her children. She could not fault a mother for doing the best she could for her children. Her mother did for her paying the highest price.
Ragnok would have liked to do more to this Weasley woman, but he would respect Heiress Potter Black's wishes regarding her money. "It will be done," he swore.
"I'd like these blocks taken off of me, please," she requested, and he led her into the ritual room. Cin wondered if it was the Horcrux that gave her Parceltongue, or if it was the Slytherin family magic. She knew magic would sometimes choose a worthy Head for a family. Well, she would soon find out. She was thankful that Ragnock explained that as they were taking the blocks off her, they would be removing the Horcrux at the same time, to minimize the pain she'd endure. She was thankful and couldn't care less about the pain, as she wanted no part of that monster. Although his previous goals were amazing, he somehow lost his mind along the way and became a mindless killing machine. Cin was guessing that creating Horcruxes must have driven him mad each time he did so. It took a few hours for the blocks to come off without killing her, and even longer for the Horcrux to detach, it felt like she was being laid in acid and being hit by a hundred blasting hexes, but Cin had never felt freer.
"Is there anything else I can do for you, Heiress Potter?" he asked when they entered his office.
"Please, combine my trust vaults into one vault. I have no idea why my family insisted on that amount of money yearly, but it needs to stop. Last year, I killed a thousand-year-old basilisk and would like you to harvest it and add that to my trust vault. I do not know what I want done with the skin and teeth, but you are welcome to the meat. I'd like the venom to be sold to positioners, and the profits to be split fifty-fifty between the two of us," she said smiling as his eyes widened in surprise. Cin knew no other witch or wizard would do such a thing.
"One last thing, I would like to view my parents' Will and publish it in the Newspaper. Sue the Ministery for taking ownership of my cottage. My parents' deaths and my pain are not for people to witness. After you get the cottage back, place it under the Fidelius Charm, and cleanse it of the dark magic used that night, please. I plan to restore it. On another note, please purchase twenty-five percent of the Firebolt company" she kindly instructed.
"It will be done, Heiress Potter Black. With the Broomstick companies, you have a lot of brooms in your trust vault," he said as he went through his files and handed Heiress Potter Black the Will of the sadly deceased Lord and Lady Potter.
Cin's face went chalk white as she read through her parents' Will. Her life could have been so different. She made a copy and gave it to Ragnok. She kept the original. "Publish this please," she requested trying to keep control of her emotions.
"Certainly, Heiress Potter Black," he said before moving on to other business. "These keys are for your vaults. Drop three drops of blood onto each card and no one can enter your accounts again, aside from you and I," he directed, and she complied. Cin looked at the cards and noticed each one had the family crests on them, along with the family colors. Potter was red and bronze with a stag and sword, Peverell had a strange symbol of it, but it was grey with a Grim, and the Black was of course black and silver with a dark-as-night raven. Gryffindor was of course red and gold, with the Gryffindor House crest, and the Slytherin was emerald green and silver with a basilisk.
"These are beautiful," she muttered smiling as she placed them inside her wallet and placed it in her purse.
"Have a good day, Ragnok. May your enemies fall around you," she bowed and stood to leave. "It was a pleasure doing business with you Heiress Potter Black. May you triumph over your enemies," Ragnok said as he watched the young lady leave his office. He wasn't surprised in the least that she wanted her home back as it was rightfully hers. It had belonged to her family since Godric Gryffindor himself. "Your ancestors would be very proud of you," he muttered long after she left his office before getting everything he needed together. That young lady was going to be making a few enemies, but overall, her life was going to be hers to control from now on.