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Chapter 73: Potter Accounts! Part-2

{Gringotts, Diagon Alley}

{7th Sep 1991}

{3rd Person POV}

"Of course, you can call me Heathmond, I have been the accounts manager of the Potter estate for the past 50 years..." Hentmond responded with a grin. The wrinkles on his face shifted and Harry had to suppress a grimance not wanting to offend the clearly old and experienced goblin.

Was he biased and a little unconvinced about the Goblin being the holder of his business matters? Absolutely. Having grown up in a world and seen rampant racism that existed, with his own supposed family who always stared at him like he was a freak of nature. He was well aware that although the color of your skin doesn't actually matter... it does a little bit. At least to him personality and psychological quirks mattered more, his forays into recognizing these qualities during his extensive reading sessions gave him some insight into whom to avoid.

He didn't have anything against the goblin from being a sapient of a different species, but he did know that when push came to shove, the green little midget would abandon him at a moment's thought.

'But then again, maybe I'm judging everything a little too harshly... innocent until proven otherwise right?' Harry thought, he nodded to the goblin and all three of them walked into the room. There was a large table with three sofa chairs lined up for them to sit. He took a seat as the goblin almost vibrated in his seat.

"Although I was concerned that our first meeting would be delayed for a lot longer, I 'm pleased to see that you have taken measures to rectify your mistake..." Heathmond spoke. He grinned again, his sharp triangular teeth reminiscent of a Piranha.

"First, let's confirm your heirship claim before we dive into any serious matters." Heathmond continued not giving Harry time to interject. For someone who looked old, the goblin manager moved with surprising nimbleness as he pulled out a knife and a plain marble bowl from his desk. Even though he couldn't see anything special about those two objects, pulling out a knife did raise several alarms, and what Heathmond spoke about didn't exactly help.

"No need to be worried Mr. Potter, this is a standard ritual knife, I just need a couple of drops of your blood to confirm your identity." Heathmond grinned, the sharp teeth had a malevolent glint.

Harry swiftly looked at Prof. McGonagall for guidance and after giving him a slight nod, she turned to Heathmond and spoke, "Just one drop should suffice. The House of Potter does not have any blood-related constraints tied to the heirship."

Heathmond raised his head in defeat as he acknowledged Prof. McGonagall's words, though he couldn't help but have the last words as he extended his hand, indicating Harry to extend his right hand, "Of course, though Lily Potter never went through a Lineage test. The test could have provided some valuable insight into Evan's family tree... Now your hand please Mr. Potter..."

Harry hesitated a moment, while being poked by a knife's edge wasn't exactly a thrilling experience that he was eager to see through, he also thought about Heathmond's words. To know more about his family was his goal in coming here, but the unease that welled up in him when he looked at Heathmond's grin stopped him from saying anything... for now.

'I could surely do the same process later...' Harry thought, determined to come back to this again as he extended his hand. The Goblin's fingers were rough as he grabbed onto his wrist. At least in terms of strength, the old manager was a little weak so Harry didn't feel pressured.

"Just your index finger should suffice..." Heathmond stated and as Harry unfurled his finger, he swiftly used the knife to poke a hole into it. The pain was sharp but a little muted as Harry watched the drop of blood fall into the bowl as his newest wound tingled. He watched in fascination as the drop of blood seemingly defied gravity as it circled around the bowl of its own volition. 

After doing a couple of laps around the bowl, the drop of blood finally settled at the bottom. Harry was kind of underwhelmed but his attention quickly shifted as Heathmond picked up the bowl and dropped his blood which had just taken a lame roller coaster ride onto a piece of parchment.

While the process till now had been lackluster, the way his blood started squiggling on the parchment before it was slowly absorbed without leaving any marks did catch his attention. Blood-red words emerged from the parchment. It wasn't much but the short words made it a little difficult for him to swallow as his gaze stuck to the two names that appeared on the piece of parchment.

...

'''Birth Name: Harry James Potter

Father: James Fleamont Potter {Deceased}

Mother: Lily Potter(née Evans) {Deceased}'''

...

'Deceased...' Harry thought. He didn't cry as he already knew the outcome, he wasn't a kid anymore but seeing the names of his Mother and Father officially linked to him was an emotional moment. He had resented his parents growing up, having been fed a fake story by the Dursleys, he had cursed them on numerous occasions for leaving him with those awful people.

That's why the story about the Boy Who Lived was appealing to him, not the kid's version but he yearned to know what happened that fateful night. He had heard nice things about his Mom and Dad so a small part of him was content, at least in his new memories, memories after his induction to the wizarding world he would remain content that his parents had been good people.

He noticed the Goblin picking up the parchment and before Heathmond could continue to carry on his little charade and move things along, Harry asked, "Can I have that piece of paper?"

His question clearly caught the goblin off-guard, but the malicious glint returned to his eyes as he hesitated. Harry could see that he was putting up an act, the goblin hesitated several times before he finally spoke, "While the parchment isn't at all valuable it is uniqu-"

His speech was cut off by Prof. McGonagall as she stated, "5 Galleons, not a knut more than that." 

Her tone contained a sense of finality as the glint subsided from the goblin's eye. He pondered over the battle before he relented and slid the parchment toward Harry, "A gift then, Heir Potter. To making acquaintances..." 

Heathmond's change in tone was noticed by Harry and although this gift could prove more costly than 5 galleons he accepted the parchment. At the same time, he realized why he was feeling uneasy around the old account manager.

'Greed... In the muggle world, greed could simultaneously be replaced by malicious intent. I kind of got used to interpreting everyone that way.'

...

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AN - A small interlude into Harry's slightly more mature outlook. We'll move on to Rigel's POV in the next chapter.

P.S- 40+ Advanced chapters on P.atreon!


Chapter 74: Wards and Suspicion! Part-1

{Slytherin Common room, Hogwarts}

{7th Sep 1991}

{3rd Person POV}

Rigel sat comfortably in one of the sofa chairs, he held the potions book in his hands even though his attention was focused on everyone around him. Before going back yesterday Narcissa had confirmed that the diary should be with someone from Slytherin.

'I haven't sensed anything abnormal about anyone till now... at least anything related to mana. I should focus on their behaviors a lot more and see if anyone shows any sign of deteriorating mental health.' Rigel thought. His current plan relied too much on luck and was thus unreliable.

Would he be able to catalog the physical signs shown by 40+ Slytherin students? He wasn't sure. Aside from that he was also focusing on a more concrete plan. Daphne was sitting beside him, working on her potions homework. 

Speaking of the first potions class, while Snape had taunted and tried to humiliate Harry a lot harsher than canon, he had ignored Rigel's presence. Maybe it was to maintain his biased personality or he had realized that his father wasn't Sirius Black.

"Hey Daphne, can you help me out with something?" Rigel asked he made sure to keep his voice low. 

Dahpone gave him a curious look, the way he deliberately kept his voice down caused her to scoot closer, "What?"

"I don't know much about magic so I have a question. Do you know any way I can apply some trigger wards to my door, in case someone opens it without my permission?" Rigel asked.

"Trigger Wards?" Daphne asked confused, "you don't need to do anything, all Hogwart rooms are already secure with quite a lot of wards, plus with your password being in parseltongue I'm sure no one ever will be able to go into your room without your permission."

"Just humor me," Rigel gave her a pleading look. Realizing that this just might be a chance for her to get a little bit closer to the womanizing heir, Daphne nodded. She scooted closer to Rigel, their shoulders touching lightly as she started explaining wards to him.

"Trigger wards is a part of different types of Alert Wards. Wards could most easily be described as blankets of mana that surround a place or an object to which they are anchored. When a foreign magical signature, one that it doesn't recognize interacts with it, it can either cause a silent alert, a warning, or trigger another ward that could be offensive and defensive..." She trailed off, not wanting to overwhelm Rigel with information.

"...So if you want to learn a Trigger ward, you need to know at least an offensive ward that it could trigger, though it should not be so complicated as a simple sound-expulsion ward would do." Daphne finished telling him some basic information about the wards. She looked at Rigel who was giving her his full attention so she continued.

"In addition before you start to learn more wards, you need to know where you can even place or anchor wards. The most common way to anchor a ward is through a wardstone. These are naturally occurring materials that could stabilize a ward for centuries by converting ambient mana to power up a ward. Though if you want to use a ward inside Hogwarts it might be a little difficult." Daphne admitted.

"Difficult why? Will the castle's wards interface with an individual ward?" Rigel asked.

"Well yes and no." Daphne responded she struggled a little bit before she sighed and explained, "...don't tell anyone I told you this, but each wall inside the castle is etched in multiple different runes. Even without the ward stone that you might need to set up a long-term ward, runes needed to be etched on surfaces to enclose and define the area where the wards would take effect..."

"...and it is difficult to etch more runes without interfering with the Hogwarts wards," Rigel whispered and Daphne nodded. Rigel wondered for a moment how the castle walls still stood if it was that easy to mess with Hogwarts wards, but he kept that question for later, right now he needed to know if Myrtle's bathroom had enough space to etch extra wards in there.

"And I need to pick up on runes even before beginning on different ward schemes?" Rigel questioned getting a nod from Daphne. He looked at the blond in appreciation as he smiled at her.

"...Thanks Daph, I need to go to the library quickly. I'll catch you in a bit alright!" Rigel exclaimed as he shut down his potions book and threw it into his inventory. 

Daphne watched as Rigel Black walked away, even if she had heard rumors of his ongoing sexual relationship with Evelyn Rowle she couldn't help but appreciate his thirst for knowledge and his keen mind. She wanted to go with him but he was quite forceful in doing most things alone so she decided to not pursue and irritate him. 

Her attempts to search through the Hogwarts Library for a cure were fruitless and slowly she realized that the Black Family and their accursed library might be the only answer to her quest. 

'Why did he have to think with his dick,' Daphne thought frustrated but since there was still some time before the Core Expansion Ritual on Halloween, she still had some time...

...

Rigel walked through the hallways and quickly arrived at the second-floor girls' lavatory, he found a lack of paintings in the area quite relieving... And from the gloomy atmosphere, he could tell that not many people walked through these halls. A couple of magical signatures were working on maintaining the area as the house elves went about their duties though Rigel could sense their magical signature disappear as he got closer to them.

House elves were peculiar creatures, they liked to work and didn't like being seen, at least the Hogwarts ones. He had noticed this phenomena happening a lot in the past week so it didn't stick out in his mind. As he arrived at the girl's toilet he peered through the open door. His senses immediately found the abnormality in the room.

The entrance to the chamber of secrets was practically glowing as he stared at the mirror and sink in the middle of the room. The wards that surround the sink had a different, more menacing glow as they only protected the entrance. Given that Dumbledore had failed to go through the entrance, he was going to bet that he wouldn't be able to force through those wards either. 

'Thankfully I don't need to, and since Slytherin was adamant about hiding his secret hideout it gives me enough leeway to work through with my plan...' Rigel thought as he grinned, his eyes traced the aged stone walls as the 'glowing' runes revealed a crack in the otherwise flawless integration of wards.

A splash alerted him that he wasn't alone and as he turned around to come face to face with a rather infamous ghost, he couldn't help but wonder how he was going to persuade her to be on his side.

...

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AN - Some knowledge about wards and a meeting with a ghost!

P.S - 40 + Chapters on P.atreon!


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