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Harry stared out the window of the Hogwarts Express as they returned to Kings Cross Station after the completion of his first year of Hogwarts where Dumbledore stole the House Cup from Slytherin. And hasn’t the last couple of days been dizzying for Harry? One moment he was having dinner with his wife to discuss a divorce after finding out that she and his two supposed best friends were stealing from him for years and that Headmaster Dumbledore told more lies than anyone realized. The next moment he was waking up the morning of his first Farewell Feast at Hogwarts. Whether it was all a dream or a premonition, Harry didn’t know. But he was certainly going to take advantage of it and he knew just how to do it. He had found a large, ratty hoodie at the bottom of his trunk that he had forgotten about and made sure to pull it to the top for when they changed out of their school uniform.
As he exited the train, he gave a quick farewell to his ‘friends’ before heading towards the barrier. When he was sure no one was watching, he grabbed the hoodie and wandlessly shrunk his truck before putting it in his pocket. He then opened Hedwig’s cage and told her to find him later that night before walking through the barrier and towards his relatives. He waited until the four of them were in the car before Harry pulled out his wand and poked it at his uncle’s neck.
“I have a deal for you,” Harry stated. “You drive me to one place of my choice here in London and you and Aunt Petunia say that I am never welcome in your home again and you’ll never see me again.” Silence reigned in the car for a minute before Vernon spoke.
“Where are we going, boy?” Vernon asked. Harry grinned and put his wand away.
“Three blocks down, take a left. Drive for another block and take a right. You can drop me off there,” Harry instructed. In his previous life, Harry had found the muggle entrance to Knockturn Alley by accident when he was 26. It was a little library that he ended up visiting and led him to find the truth of his lordships and those he thought he could trust. The four drove in silence until they reached where Harry had told them to go.
“You are no longer welcome in our home,” Vernon stated, Petunia repeating him a moment later. Harry smirked as he felt the wash of magic from their words.
“Pleasure doing business with you,” Harry said before grabbing Hedwig’s cage and leaving. Before entering the library, Harry pulled up his hood to make sure his scar was covered, thankful that no one had taken his picture and pasted it on the Daily Prophet yet.
Harry gave the librarian a friendly wave before heading off to the back and snuck into Knockturn Alley. It didn’t take him long to sneak out and into Diagon Alley and to Gringotts thanks to everyone picking up their kids from the station. Harry sighed in relief when he managed to get to Gringotts without any of Dumbeldore’s people seeing him. He waited in line until a teller was available before walking up to him. He looked to the nameplate to make sure he knew the Goblin’s name.
“ Greetings Master Goblin Gurnok ,” Harry greeted in the Goblin tongue, getting many strange looks from the humans and surprised looks from the goblins.
“ Greetings, Young One ,” the goblin teller answered. “ How may Gringotts help you today? ”
“ I would like to request a meeting with Head Goblin Ragnok whenever he has an availability to discuss certain events that have recently occurred and a request for him to attend a separate meeting with me and my account manager whenever he is available. For today, though, I would like to request a full medical exam with one of your Goblin healers, please. If I end up not staying overnight in the Healer Wards then I’ll need to get some money to pay for a room. ”
“ Name? ” Gurnok asked, impressed with how well the child spoke. As Harry pricked his finger on the small needle that was at the corner of every teller desk, earning an appreciative glance from every goblin in the room, Gurnok noticed the child using his other hand to rub his throat. “I see,” Gurnok said with a nod, switching to English to save the child’s voice. “I will inform all those needed, please have a seat until they are ready.”
Harry gave a small bow of thanks before going to one of the few chairs against the wall. Next to him, as he sat down, he noticed an impatiently waiting mother with her bored seven-year-old son waiting as well. With a small smile, Harry used wandless and wordless magic to create embers in his hands and shape them into a dragon, getting the boy’s attention.
“Wow,” the little boy said breathlessly.
“How old are you?” The mother asked.
“I’m almost twelve,” Harry answered, his voice slightly rasping from speaking the harsh language of the Goblins.
“And you can do wordless and wandless magic? That is unheard of,” the mother said, glaring at Harry.
“Have you ever done accidental magic?” Harry asked, getting curious glances from those listening and an incredulous from the mother. “Accidental magic is wordless and wandless yet everyone does it. It’s just the difference between consciously and unconsciously doing so and getting rid of the habit of thinking that we need wands to do magic. Some types of magic are better performed without a wand while other types of magic are enhanced with the focus the wand brings. Essentially, wands were created to help with our magical focus but over time was forgotten about to the point where wizards and witches started mentally depending on wands to do magic.”
“Really?” The little boy asked.
“Yep, I can show you a first year spell while we wait if you would like,” Harry offered. He gained an enthusiastic nod from the child. Harry got into ‘Professor Mode’ as Luna had liked to call it and started getting into the theory of the Lumos charm, at some point the two made themselves comfortable on the floor facing each other, before moving on to the practical. “Now, I want you to think about a time you used accidental magic. I want you to focus on the feel of the magic moving through your body when you performed the magic.” Harry waited until the boy nodded in understanding. “Now pull that feeling forward.” Harry watched as the boy concentrated on pulling his magic forward and then urged him to perform the spell when he could feel the difference in magic.
“Lumos,” the boy said and gasped in surprise when a small ball of light the size of a walnut appeared floating above his right hand.
“Good job,” Harry complimented. “That’s actually better than what most first years get the first time they try it. Now, I’m going to have to be a downer for a bit and give you rules.” The boy groaned, causing Harry to chuckle. “It’s not going to be that bad and it’s more to protect you than anything else. Now, there is a reason why we don’t start magic school until we’re 11 and that is because our cores aren’t fully developed and can drain easily if used too often. With that said, should you choose to continue practicing magic before you turn 11, keep it to only a half an hour at most and only after you’ve made sure to read through and understand the theory of the spell so you don’t get hurt. If you want to practice for longer than that then you can practice for an hour but you would need a half an hour break halfway through and it would mean that you shouldn’t practice the following day for fear of damaging your magical core.”
“How do you know all this?” The mother asked.
“All of the information is in the National Education and Research Department in the Ministry,” Harry informed. Just then, Gurnok approached Harry.
“ Young One, Healer Naglok will see you now ,” Gurnok said. Harry nodded and got up before helping the boy up and to his seat.
“I gotta go,” Harry told the kid. “Remember what I said.” Harry then waved and followed Gurnok to the Healer ward. There he was surprised to see that the female Healer wasn’t the only one waiting for him but Ragnok and his account manager, Farluff, were there too.
“ Greetings Head Goblin Ragnok, Healer Naglok, and Account Manager Farluff ,” Harry greeted.
“ Greetings Heir Potter ,” Ragnok greeted before switching to English. “I thought we could discuss why you wanted to meet with us while you had your medical exam.”
“That’s fine with me,” Harry answered, pulling off the hoodie and sitting on the bed for Naglok to get started. “It’ll save time that way. I think the best place to start is with an Integram Hereditatem Test and from there I can tell you everything I know from my end.”
Harry internally smirked when he saw Farluff start to get nervous. It didn’t take long for Ragnok to get the equipment and ingredients from one of the younger goblins and for Harry to put his required ten drops of blood in. Harry watched as Ragnok poured the mixture over the parchment and read the words as they appeared before called the guards to take Farluff to the cells for a trial. Ragnok then handed Harry the test, causing the wizard to stare in shock.
‘Well, that takes care of one thing I wanted to talk to him about,’ Harry thought as he looked over the test.
Harry James Potter
Born: 31st July 1980
Physical Age: 12 years old
Mental Age: 24 years old
Magical Age: 95 years old
Lordships:
Potter (Paternal)
Peverell (Paternal)
Emrys (Maternal)
Gryffindor (Paternal)
Slytherin (Maternal and Conquest)
Gaunt (Conquest)
LeFey (Maternal)
Mangkon (Gifted - Lady Magic)
Mortuus (Gifted - Sir Death)
Heirship:
Black (Blood Adoption)
Blocks:
Parseltongue - 68% Blocked
Parselmagic - 100% Blocked
Natural Occlumency - 85% Blocked
Natural Legilimency - 95% Blocked
Magical Core - 64% Blocked
Beast speak - 92% Blocked
Metamorphmagus - 94% Blocked
Intelligence - 35% Blocked
Talents in Potions, Transfiguration, and Charms - 69% Blocked
Natural Animagus Form - 100% blocked
EyeSight - 72% Blocked
Potions/Spells:
Compelling charms - Obey Dumbledore - Weakened
Loyalty Potions - Directed to Albus Dumbledore, Molly Weasley, Hermione Granger, Ron
Weasley, Ginevra Weasley, Order of the Phoenix, and Light Side - Weakened
Hatred Potions - Slytherins, Tom Riddle/Voldemort, Severus Snape, Dark Side, Death Eaters, Malfoys - Weakened
1 Obliviates - Broken
1 Horcrux - Scar
Submissive Charm- Cannot disobey the Dursleys or Albus Dumbledore - Weakened
Love Potion - Directed at Genevra Weasley - Obliterated
“Is there a reason you seem to be older than you appear, Heir Potter?” Ragnok asked.
“Yes and no,” Harry answered. “The part I do know about is that I’m from the future. The part I’m not sure about is how I came back into my 12-year-old body. Based on the gifted titles from Lady Magic and Sir Death, I suspect them. I also think that my traitorous wife poisoned me in my timeline, which might be what gave them the means to send me back.”
“Interesting,” Ragnok said, staring at the test again.
“I think getting sent back with the knowledge that I have also weakened the spells and potions that the old goat and traitors put on me. Also, I’d like to give you a list of where all of Voldemort’s Horcruxes are as well as information on where my parents' real traitor is, seeing as Sirius Black is innocent.” Harry stopped from saying anything more when the healer started cursing under her breath and handed stacks of parchment to Ragnok, whose eyebrows drew up the more he read. Naglok started casting spells and making Harry drink potion after potion to combat the abuse and malnutrition his relatives subjected him to.
“Well, first off, I think we need to assign you a new account manager,” Ragnok stated. “Is there anyone, in particular, you would like to have?”
Harry thought about the few Goblins he knew from his original timeline and could only think of one goblin for the job. The goblin was kidnapped and used for polyjuice to make it look like the goblin betrayed him. Harry had found him completely by accident and managed to get him back to Gringotts where he was able to out Farluff as a traitor and became Harry’s new account manager who helped him make payments to help repair and enhance Gringotts after the war. It was after the final payments were made that his account manager found Farluff’s hidden ledger and discovered the betrayals. This, in turn, led to a full medical exam and the viewing of his memories, giving him the title of Goblin Ally when they found out he was trying to get a Horcrux out of the bank. Not as high up as Goblin Friend but was still a good title. Together, the Goblins and Harry started to try to work on repairing the wizarding world. However, with Hermione as Minister, everything started to go wrong so the Goblins started teaching him different ways to fight as well as how to speak the Goblin tongue and how to be a lord of the house. A year after he found out about the betrayals, Harry planned to make his move by first divorcing Ginny and then outing Hermione and Ron as thieves. Of course, that’s also when Ginny decided to poison him.
“Heir Potter needs rest,” Naglok ordered, handing Harry a Dreamless sleep.
“I’d like Griphook to be my account manager if that is alright,” Harry answered. “I would like training to rebuild my muscles when Healer Naglok deems me to be healthy enough and take my OWLs and NEWTs so that I can become emancipated early and not worry about Dumbledore trying to take control again. I would also like to give you copies of some of my memories to show that I am truly serious about learning.” It only took a minute to give them the necessary memories before taking the Dreamless sleep and blissfully slept.