Once outside the office doors Ar'Ron reached for a pouch hanging off his belt giving it to Dobby "Dobby this is like the enchanted money pouches that Gringotts gives to their wealthier clients. To key it for your use, hold your finger on the royal crest until it stops glowing. You will feel a prick of your finger while it accepts your magical signature; this pouch is linked to the household vault under the Impare' wing of the Palace."
Turning around looking at the other two he said "you know we really need to come up with a new name for the palace, calling it Natures Palace all the time is just a little pretentious."
"Dobby why don't you go and buy everything to stock the kitchen with food and such, make sure that the kitchen could feed at a moments notice a hundred people with the only thing needing to be picked up is meat. I keyed you into the security runes on the wardrobe so you can just pop in and out, so you don't have to keep coming to us to put away supplies." Seeing Dobby understood the explanation Ar'Ron continued and handed a rolled up parchment to Dobby "After you have finished shopping and have put everything away I would like you to go find us at least four more house elves, this scroll contains an authorization to buy in case the nasty little slavers give you any problems. Make sure they are as young as you can find them and still be fully trained. The skills we need to cover are Gardening, Herbology, Farming, and care of magical creatures; if you can find young couples with these skills all the better."
Dobby stood up a little straighter, like a soldier at attention "Dobby knows just where Wizards go to get house elf's." He said snapping his fingers and popping away.
As they followed the little goblin towards the mine cart Ar'Ron explained that the reason he wanted young house elves was, that more than likely they would not have ever had a true master which would make it easier for the house elf to make the transition to Impare'.
After a fast paced roller coaster ride down the tunnels they finally ended up near the bottom at vault number five. After the cart came to a complete stop the young goblin turned to Harry "Mr. Potter only one of the Potter bloodline may step onto this platform, your companions must wait here until you open the vault, after the doors are opened you may invite the others in."
Stepping out of the cart onto the platform Harry walked over to the vault door stopping in front of the potter crest of a dragon with its front arm holding down a griffin. Looking over his shoulder towards the goblin in the cart "O. K Now what?"
"Look for a small oval depression. It should be under the family crest. Once you find it place the hand with your family ring flat over top of it. Seeing as this is your first visit the vault will have to taste your magic. After this just walking up to the doors will cause them to open" said the little goblin.
Turning completely around a wide eyed Harry yelled out "What do you mean TASTE?"
"Let me assure you Mr. Potter it will be only as unpleasant as the feeling one gets from being licked by a pet" Assured the goblin.
Turning back around Harry could be heard to mumble, "Bloody hell doors that lick, what next."
Placing his hand in the oval, Harry felt a brief sensation and then the massive doors could be heard to creak and grind as many gears were moving and bolts were being withdrawn. With a final clunk and a hiss the massive doors opened. Stepping back to allow the air to clear Harry looked over his shoulder and motioned for the others to follow him. He then entered the vault and found a trunk in front of him with a letter on top. Opening the letter he began to read its contents.
Ar'Ron and Remus walked into the vault to find Harry on his knees in front of a dusty trunk crying reading what appeared to be a letter.
Concerned Ar'Ron knelt down and gathered the young man in his arms "Mel'Anin, what has happened?"
Looking up and handing Remus the letter "He has hurt so many people with his lies and manipulations. There is no difference between him and Voldemort." Harry spat out with venom.
Remus not sure what Harry was talking about started to read the letter.
My Dearest Son,
Harry if you are reading this your father and I did not survive, and for that we are sorry; please forgive us for leaving you to grow up alone. After you were born the headmaster of Hogwarts school came to us with news that Voldermort, an evil wizard, had heard part of a prophecy that involved us and revolved around you and had put the full resources of his dark army to capture or kill you. Albus Dumbledore came to us with a plan to hide us using the Fidelius charm. When pressed he would only tell us the part of the prophecy overheard by one of Voldermort's followers. Your father and I came up with a plan that would not only hide and keep us safe but would keep you out of the hands of manipulating bastard headmaster.
Know that I write this, as your father is downstairs trying to break the wards that imprison us here at our summer estate in Godric's Hollow. The plan was a simple one we would go under the Fidelius Charm in Godric's Hollow then silently in the middle of the night relocate to Potter Castle. Sirius was to be our secret keeper with a delayed memory charm that would be broken only in the event of Voldermort's demise or he completely escaped from death eaters after being questioned of our whereabouts.
At the last minute Dumbledore showed up with Peter Pettigrew and convinced Sirius to make the switch to Peter as secret keeper. Your father put up only token protests as we had planned to disappear that night after everyone left.
After performing the charm Sirius and Peter left. Shortly after that Dumbledore left assuring us that we did the right thing. When Dumbledore left unbeknown to us he cast many charms and wards effectively sealing us into the house.
If you are reading this when on your eleventh birthday this trunk in front of you will be of great benefit to you, this is a Wizarding trunk specially made for you to be able to hide in plain sight. No magic can be detected from the outside, use this to get passed that stupid underage magic decree. Also inside you will find one of the most specialized libraries we could put together to help you train to protect yourself.
One last thing before Blinky our devoted house elf and friend takes this to Gringotts. Find and put on the Potter Family Ring and never take it off, this makes you one of the twelve lords of the greater council and will further protect you from the ministry. In fact the council of twelve rules the Wizarding world, but the charter requires at least five members to be present at all times or the selected prime minister will rule in their stead. Go to the goblins and have them perform the inheritance ritual on you. There are two more of the greater families you are entitled too. You are a lord three times, so will have great power in the Council. Use it wisely my son.
I must finish this, as your father needs my help breaking the wards. Our hope was to break free before All Hollows Eve has past.
p.s. One secret you must keep above all else, is the fact I was not a muggle born like everyone thought. I was adopted by the Evans Family when found wandering the forest as a toddler. This might be shocking but inside the library is my diaries, find them and read them they will explain your heritage and what to expect.
Your Loving Mother Lily Potter
Remus was livid; controlling the wolf was almost impossible as he let out a low-pitched growl of pain.
Ar'Ron gently took the letter from Remus's hand and quickly read the contents. Then gently folding the letter and placing it back in the envelope he reached down and gently pulled Harry into a standing position. "Mel'Anin we will deal with Dumbledore later. Right now how about we look around and we will move anything that catches your fancy into your rooms in the palace. We can start with the trunk your parents left you." With that he walked into the center of the vault past the piles of gold and gems, removed the wardrobe from his pocket and un-shrunk and opened it up, placing the trunk from Harry's parents inside in the hall.
Walking into Gringotts for the umpteenth time Albus Dumbledore decided it was time to put the fear of the Wizengamot into the little beasts. It was well past time they learned their place in the scheme of things. Goblins like other races were meant to serve their betters. No more red tape, no more run around, the will of Sirius Black would be sealed and Harry would remain ignorant of the fact he was named in the will, just like he remained ignorant of his parents will and family vaults. Walking up to an unoccupied goblin "I need to be taken to see Glathrock. I have business with him." As the goblin eyed him with distrust, Dumbledore's temper rose to new heights. The filthy little beast should be jumping to cater to his every whim, not sitting their eyeing him up stupidly.
"GRISHROCK," yelled out the seated goblin. When the goblin page was next to his desk he gave him his instructions "Take this wizard to the waiting area outside the Black Family manager's office. Then go tell Glathrock the headmaster wishes to talk to him."
Grishrock looked at the headmaster with a scowl on his face "Follow me"
Dumbledore followed the little goblin down a hallway off the right side of the lobby. He was slightly confused as all previous dealings with Glathrock took place in his office, which was off the left side of the lobby. After a five-minute walk down twisting and turning hallways he found himself outside an ornate door inscribed with family manager at the top and a listing of five names underneath; Potter, Black, Ridgestone, Rothland and finally Donaldson.
Good thing he was a master at Occlumency or he would have given away his shock at seeing the names of five of the council of twelve's names on the door in front of him. In his long memory he had not seen those names grouped together. In fact, he thought that three of the lords named were lost to time in dead bloodlines. Seeing them together like this gave him a very uneasy feeling.
"Wait Here" said Grishrock as he walked through the door into the inner office.
Dumbledore in a huff was about to barge his way in instead of waiting to be summoned like some commoner, when he took notice for the first time twelve of the fiercest guards he had ever seen standing around the room, all eyes watching him.
At that moment the office door opened and out walked a goblin in a royal purple pants and tunic with the potter crest on the breast. "What business do you have with me Wizard?"
Thinking this is the goblin that he hired fifteen years ago to oversee and hide Harry's family finances from him. "Look here Grindlehorn you need to help me get control of the goblin in charge of Sirius Blacks estate. We have to keep the will reading from happening. Above all we need to keep Harry Potter from getting access to any of his vaults but his trust fund one. In fact I think that the monthly limit needs to be cut by half. Only allow him to take out five hundred galleons a month." Dumbledore said thoughtfully.
"Headmaster what you are attempting do is against goblin and wizard law" Glathrock started to say.
Furious that the goblin was not even coming close to obeying his orders he interrupted him "Listen here I am the Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot. You will do as I say or you will find yourself dead. Do I make myself clear?"
"You have misunderstood Wizard. My name is Glathrock I am the Black Family Manager. Grindlehorn is currently being executed for breaking goblin law; though after having his magic stripped from him, I do hope the torturers take that in account so he does not die to fast."
Horrified at what he just heard and the blunder he made assuming that this was his goblin. Dumbledore was thinking frantically on how to exit this situation when his thoughts were interrupted.
"The Last Will and Testament of Sirius Black has been executed. Make no mistake your interference has come to an end. I also have a message to pass on to you from the board of governors in the event you tried to once again interfere in matters you have no right to. You have fourteen days to clear out your vaults, be they personal or family at the end of that time period any assets left will be seized. After those fourteen days you will be killed if you step foot in any Gringotts branch again." Glathrock sneered at the wizard. Thoroughly enjoying himself he added in Gobbledegook to the guards. "Throw him out of here and notice I did NOT say be gentle about it."
Ar'Ron looked around the vault one last time before nodding his head and walking over and shrinking the wardrobe; "Harry do you need a few more moments before we go upstairs?"
Harry nodded his head and walked over to where they had found a second Black family tapestry; standing in front of it looking down at the name of his godfather Sirius Black done in silver thread with a gold line leading to his name underneath Sirius's. Reaching forward to touch the threads that spelled out his godfather, a new resolve came over him "Sirius I miss you so much. I will make him pay for what he has done to the two of us. I am now in fact the ruler of the council of twelve. I promise you I will do everything in my power to make the world a better place, even if I have to drag the rest of them kicking and screaming. Voldermort will also pay, that I promise you."
Walking over to where the others were waiting he turned as he heard the vault door close behind him. With a new determination in his voice, "Goodbye Sirius, I will always carry a piece of you here in my heart." Climbing into the cart he and others spent the ride in silence.
After reaching the surface the little goblin lead them back to the office area and down the hallway to the new office for all Harry's account managers. Entering the new waiting room the noticed the ornate door with the list of all of Harry's Lordships on it. Entering the room the three of them looked around in satisfaction, in the center of the room was a long conference table with the communication box on the table against the wall at the far end.; six desks all-looking into the center towards the table.
"Nice, very nice, I think this will do." Remus said thoughtfully, unaware he said it out loud.
Ar'Ron nudged Harry to take the high backed seat at the head of the table. He sat down to the left of Harry and Remus sat on the right, as the other goblins then sat around the rest of the table "Gentlemen you have exceeded my expectations with this office."
Griphook bowed from his seat "Thank you majesty, Lord Potter. We hoped you would be pleased."
"Please call me Harry, just Harry. We are all equals here;" said the uncomfortable Harry Potter as he fidgeted in his chair.
The goblins looked at each other and then back at Harry, with Glathrock speaking up "Lor... Harry it is not proper for us to call you by name alone." Raising his hand when he saw Harry open his mouth to reply, "but here in this room when it is just us, we agree to do as you ask."
"Harry we need to inform you that while down in your vaults the headmaster paid us a visit. Not only that, he mistook Glathrock for Grindlehorn who was the Potter Family manager that he put in place. He admitted to many wrongdoings against you and breaking the law both wizard and goblin. As such he has been given fourteen days to empty his vaults and never step foot in any branch again." Griphook explained.
Glathrock took over the explanation "Harry luckily I had the foresight to have the whole encounter recorded into a memory stone, which can be used how you see fit. Also he has discovered that the late Mr. Blacks will has been read and he noticed the potter family crest."
"Unfortunate, but not your fault" Ar'Ron spoke up "We had an interesting conversation down in the vaults that resulted in a plan of action that we will share with you in a moment. But first were you able to find anything acceptable in your search?"
"Yes Sir. Out of the slightly over one hundred properties Harry owns, Thirty are rented out, another forty are occupied by families that have long allied themselves to the Lord in question, fourteen are vacation properties that also bring in income by short term rentals, there are twenty or so properties so damaged that it would be better to sell off the land or rebuild than fix and twenty six are Potter family properties that Albus Dumbledore sealed. In the process he left ten allied families homeless and in most cases any and all house elves or other creatures that were inside at the time came to a very painful slow death, including the youngest child of the Thronbrook family." Glathrock reported.
Harry and company were shocked and horrified to learn how Dumbledore treated his allies. Anger caused his magic to well up and it came off him in waves startling the goblins at the other end of the table.
Reaching over and placing his hand on Harry's shoulder, Ar'Ron whispered "Mel'Anin calm down. We will deal with him harshly if need be, but you are scaring the goblins."
Harry fought to control his anger, taking several deep breaths he was able to calm down enough for his magic to once again be under his full control. Looking down at the tabletop his body still stiff from anger "I want all those properties unsealed. I don't care what it takes. The families who allied with me are to be allowed back into the homes they once occupied, with a full explanation that and apologies of what was done without my knowledge. Answer their questions as fully as you can."
Looking up from the table with tears in his eyes "The Thronbrook family, I want to meet with them myself and a proper funeral planned for the child, I plan to attend. All of my families' allies shall be reimbursed for any costs they incurred during this time."
"It shall be done as you wish Harry." Griphook said softly.
Continuing in a louder voice, "Harry, looking through all those properties, we found one that meets your needs. Potter Castle located just outside Hogsmead."
Traxog the Goblin in charge of the Ridgestone accounts spoke up for the first time "Harry the Potter Castle is the hereditary seat from which countless generations of Potters ruled their lands. You can be very proud that in the five thousand year record of your ancestors there has never been an evil ruler. There have been several that were considered tyrants, but that is because of the forceful changes to the status quo of the times."
Griphook picked up the explanation "The castle has been unoccupied for roughly five hundred years. The castle has the most unheard of wards surrounding it. Not only are there the defensive wards, which are stronger than that of Hogwarts by several classes, but also the castle has the only known offensive wards in existence," passing over a folder and key to Harry.
Ar'Ron with a chuckle said "Offensive wards, sounds like there was another elf that married into the Potter line besides your mother," which caused Harry to turn red from embarrassment.
"Sounds like that is the best place to move to then" Remus looked up from the files he was going through. "Knowing what Sirius's mom was like, are there any properties that are occupied by allies of the black family? And if so are any of them known death eaters or sympathizers?"
Glathrock hopped off the chair and went over to his desk and picked up the ledger and returned to the table. "Yes there seems to be two such properties."
"One is occupied by the Lestranges after the marriage of Bellatrix Black to Rodolphus Lestrange. And the other is Malfoy Manor, which came into the black family possession as part of the marriage contract of Narcissa Black." Skimming through pages in the ledger "One of the interesting things is that Lucius Malfoy has violated the terms of the marriage contract, in fact as Lord Black you can dissolve the marriage and take possession of the manor and heir, if that is your wish."
"Take possession of the residence the Lestranges occupy, in fact place it under something like the Fidelius if need be, but I want them out of the house by days end, and unable to gain access again." Harry said through clenched teeth.
"And as much as I would like to teach the Malfoy's a lesson. I am going to give Narcissa a chance. Contact her by owl and tell her Lord Black is considering dissolving her marriage contract. Find out if she is a death eater or not, if not she should have some say in what is about to happen to her life. Since Lucius is in prison I guess that makes Draco the head of the Malfoy family, unless of course he buys his daddy out of prison again." Harry mused out loud.
"Harry, if as lord of the Black Family were to say stop the monthly allowances from the estate, I am sure that they would not be able to buy Mr. Malfoy out of his problems this time" commented Glathrock with a sly smile on his face, which could be quite frightening with all those sharp pointed teeth showing.
"Do so. And if you would send Narcissa an owl by the end of the day requesting a meeting with you about her future, it would be appreciated. Let me know her decision if you would." Harry responded
Glathrock jotted down some notes on the parchment in front of him "If I may, if we address the letter to Narcissa Black, it would have more of an impact on her." Seeing Harry nod his head he continued writing.
Looking over to Ar'Ron for support Harry said, "I understand that all of you are contracted to be paid five percent of everything earned, and I have no problems with that. What I would like to do is have you all cooperate in extending my financial holdings. As a bonus if you will, at the end of the year if you can increase the earnings of my investments above what they normally are for a year, you will share between the five of you twenty percent as a thank you."
Seeing the looks of utter shock turn to glee with the thoughts of how rich they could be Ar'Ron clarified "So if all of Harry's accounts earn him say ten million galleons a year return on his investments. And say this year you help it grow to anything over that, let's say fifteen million for example, beside the normal fee of five percent; the five of you would split twenty percent of the five million. It could be more or less depending on how hard the five of you work."
As Harry and the others pushed back their chairs and got to their feet, Harry looked at Griphook and said "I want to have controlling interest in the Daily Prophet by the end of the week. And total ownership as soon as possible. I will no longer let them vilify me in print."
Seeing Griphook nod his understanding Harry and company walked over to the door to exit.
Ar'Ron turned as he was closing the door "If you need either of us use the communication box, or if it is that important that you need to see us in person come directly to the castle. The five of your will be keyed into the recognition wards."
Once out of the office they came face to face to Ledgethorn. "Majesty, Lord Potter, The Goblin Nation stays neutral in any conflict involving Wizarding kind. Last time we stayed out of the conflict; but the so-called Lord Voldermort has sent envoys trying to enlist our help during this war. I have just come from a meeting where it was decided that instead of being neutral this time around, The Goblin Nation wishes to ally itself to you, as we see it our best chance of gaining equality is with you Lord Potter."
Flabbergasted Harry stood there not sure what to say. Thinking quickly he said "Thank you, I will do my best to see that the law sees you as equals and have the same choices as anyone else. It is the least I can do for your support."
"These twelve goblins are at your disposal for the rest of the day. They will help carry anything you need help with and they will ensure that the rest of your shopping goes smoothly." Ledgethorn stated waving his hand at the group of goblins standing around the waiting area.
"You don't have to this." Harry began.
"I know, we want to do this, in fact these goblins volunteered for this duty, they see no shame in carrying it out." Ledgethorn explained
Feeling a little bit uncomfortable, knowing that these goblins were there more as guards then extra hands to carry packages. Harry looked over at Remus and Ar'Ron and seeing their smiles of encouragement he said thank you and left it at that.
"Remus why don't you go on ahead to Grimmauld Place and pack up your belongings, and while there go ahead and pack up the Black Family library and anything else that you think we should have control of." Ar'Ron suggested, "Maybe some of these fine strong gentlemen would assist you."
Six of the goblins stepped forward and one of them said, "Sir, two of us are curse breakers and we would be more than happy to help you find any hidden items or areas."
"That leaves Eyelop's and Ollivander's to us. And we should be able to find Harry here a watch before meeting back up to you at The Leaky Cauldron for a late lunch in about an hour's time." Seeing the nod of agreement from Remus Ar'Ron Turned to Ledgethorn and added "I will come by at the end of Sunday of next week and place some Elven wards around the bank to strengthen security here."
As they walked out into the lobby of Gringotts, Remus stopped "Um, I think I see one slight problem with this plan. The house is under the Fidelius Charm, how are all of us going to get in?"
Ar'Ron stopped, turned towards Remus "That is a very good question. The short answer is that since you are the owner of said house you can tell anyone its location. Not what it's used for, and they will have no problem gaining access."
Remus walked closer to the group of goblins going with him and said quietly "Remus is living at Twelve Grimmauld Place, think that as you approach the door and you can see to enter."
Splitting up, Remus and the goblins going with him apparated out; while Harry and Ar'Ron walked down the steps of Gringotts and into Diagon Ally.
"Where to first Harry" Ar'Ron said as he looked around the street with fascination, noticing the wary looks they were getting.
Looking around Harry noticed a jewelry store off to the left a few shops down, "How about a watch." with a grin he pointed to a shop just a few steps away.
A tinkling of a bell could be heard throughout the shop as Harry opened the door and walked in. Followed soon there after by Ar'Ron and four of the goblins, the other two taking up posts outside the shop.
Putting down the polishing cloth, and turning to face the counter, "Hello My name is Rolph Knightengale. How may I help ...." Seeing the goblins he was not sure what to do and just froze not moving.
Harry turned to look in the direction that the shop owner was staring; all he saw was one of the goblins smiling. Twisting around to look behind the goblin he did not see anything hiding. Turning back he waved his hand in front of Mr. Knightengale's face, still nothing.
Turning back to the goblin trying to hold back his laughter, "You broke him." with a pouting look on his face.
At that comment no one could hold back their laughter. And the sight of four goblins laughing was quite unsettling.
At the laughter the shopkeeper awoke from his stupor "Wha... Huh."
Turning quickly to face the shopkeeper Harry said "Oh Good your back. I am looking for a watch."
Still somewhat out of it Mr. Knightengale walked over to the counter on the far side of the room and pulled a display tray out of the case. "I have all types, this one when you push the button has a sundial pop up. This one is one of my favorites, when you push on the dial and a stellar representation tells you the time."
Looking at the planets floating above the watch face, trying to figure out how that gave the time Harry said, "Don't you have any that just tell the time, you know you look at the face and see numbers."
"How un-original, I don't think I have anything so mundane asked for before. No I don't think I have anything that would be worth selling to the likes of you." He sneered pointing his nose in the air.
Ar'Ron was starting to get ticked off with the attitude from this shopkeeper. "Mel'Anin we can always go into muggle London and visit one of the upper end Jewelers and we can do the enchanting work ourselves, in fact I think it would go quite well with your summer lessons."
Seeing the agreement from Harry, they all left the shop and gathered in the street. Leaning over to one of his fellow goblins Dargoth snorted just loud enough to be heard, "I think I liked him better when he was broken."
Ar'Ron snorted in amusement also, then looking over at the group of goblins with a thoughtful expression on his face "Harry how about seeing if one of the goblin craftsmen can make you a watch? I think you will find that next to the dwarves, goblins are some of the finest craftsmen around."
"I never gave it a thought before, but it would make sense, I never have seen a shop run by goblins in Diagon Ally, but there has to be some somewhere or where else would goblins shop." Harry answered.
Dargoth interrupted by saying "Sir, if you want, next time you come to Gringotts I would be happy to escort you to our merchant area and one of our jewel smiths just ask for Dargoth."
Thinking of the unique experience it would be, and how much Hermoine would be jealous when she found out Harry thanked the goblin "I think I will take you up on your offer when Ar'Ron comes at the end of next week to reinforce the wards."
A series of loud pops and screams of terror was heard throughout the ally. Looking around quickly Ar'Ron noticed several groups of black robed figures, their faces covered in white masks. He heard Harry whisper Death Eaters.
Reaching down to his belt Ar'Ron released several of the clipped pouches, then asking the goblins "Which of you are the strongest in magic?" After two of the goblins stepped forward "Ok, to use the runic blocks you need to channel your magic into them until they glow brightly. Red are prison bubbles, throw those only at death eaters. The blue ones are defensive bubbles, throw those at innocent victims to protect them."
During the explanation Harry took out one of the shield wall blocks and holding it in his hand he imagined it was his wand and felt for his magic and pushed it towards his hand. Seeing the block start to glow he pushed harder until it glowed bright blue. Feeling elated that he was successful. He turned towards Gringotts and threw the block as hard as he could at the doors. As soon as it hit the doors the spell activated sending a shield wall between the doorframes, protecting those inside.
Grabbing one of the stun blocks from his belt case he turned back towards where the death eaters had appeared, and he saw the fight was over before it had begun. There were four shimmering red domes encasing death eaters. A couple of blue domes here and there encased families with young children keeping them safe. As Harry walked closer to where Ar'Ron was standing he noticed his eyes had gone completely emerald green, no whites showing at all and they were glowing, radiating power.
He overheard the death eaters in the dome in front of Ar'Ron say killing curse on three and Ar'Ron's response "I would not do that if I were you"
He then watched as the green of the killing curse rebounded, bouncing off the walls of the dome till the curses ended up killing each of the death eaters by their own curses.
Looking around he saw death eaters on the ground injured by their own curses. Chuckling Harry said, "I think I like this type of battle. The only ones to get hurt were the death eaters."
Smiling Ar'Ron walked over to Harry and pulled him in a brief hug. Releasing him and motioning the goblins over he said "Job well done. I think it might be time to release those folks under the protective domes. The caster or creator is the only one who can release the spell so walk over and place you hand gently on the energy field and channel a surge of magic through your hand and the dome will collapse."
After everyone was released except for the death eaters, the goblins noticed that Harry was at the landing in front of the doors to the bank, and for the first time noticed the blue glow surrounding the doors. Looking at each other one of their number spoke up "I will go tell governor Ledgethorn what took place and meet back up with you at Ollivander's."
As Harry walked down the steps of Gringotts he felt a cold chill down his spine. Thinking it might be the after affects of the short battle he thought nothing of it. When the chill did not go away and he became cold and uneasy he started to look around at the sky when he noticed "DEMENTORS" Harry yelled as he ran to the group.
Ar'Ron stopped and looked at the direction from which Harry was running he saw the black specks rapidly approaching in the sky. Never before having met Dementors, but thinking back to Harry's memories he grew enraged.
It was like a small green cyclone was surrounding Ar'Ron and wind was whipping through his hair. Thrusting his right arm up in the air a long black Battle stave appeared in his hand. Pointing it towards the oncoming Dementors he started to swirl in a clockwise circular motion. As he started to incant in Elvish a bright hot white light appeared and left his stave in a vortex pattern the vortex growing wider as the distance from the stave grew.
The Dementors stopped fearful of this un-known spell being cast their way. They started to retreat when they found they were being pulled further into the vortex.
Screams of fear and pain could be heard from the Dementors, as they were sucked into the vortex. As they got closer to the beginning, the vortex got smaller till each of them touched the spiraling light. Upon touching the light each Dementor would scream in bone shattering pain and drop to the street below twitching and dying.
After the last Dementor fell to the street Ar'Ron turned to Harry with concern in his eyes "Mel'Anin are you all right, you are not hurt are you?"
The voices of his parents starting to disappear Harry replied "I am fine." Seeing the look of disbelief on Ar'Ron's face Harry said, " I will be fine in a few minutes. Dementors and I don't mix to well."
Dargoth walked over to Harry and extended a chunk of chocolate "My Lord I think this will help."
"Thank you Dargoth." Harry smiled at the goblin.
Biting into the chocolate, Harry was saddened to think their shopping was over. He was very surprised when he heard Ar'Ron say "Well come on we still have a lot of shopping to do before meeting Remus at the Leaky Cauldron for lunch."
As they crossed the street two of the goblins approached Ar'Ron with the belt pouches that he had given them to use. "Majesty, Here are the rest of the spell cubes you gave us to use" the goblin stated as he extended the pouches out to be taken back.
"Why don't you keep hold of them for now, just in case they are needed later on." Ar'Ron said as he reached Ollivander's and opened the door to the tinkling of a bell overhead.
Hearing the bell to the front door jingle, Ollivander poked his head out the door of his workshop to see who had come in. What he saw was curious indeed. Three goblins and a couple of wizards, looking harder he noticed one of the wizards had glamour around his body, pulling his wand out and a couple of strong 'Revelo's' later he noticed curved pointed ears, so that means the one is not a wizard but an elf, one of the high ones, yet the glamour felt stronger than high Elven magic. Eyes widening, but that would mean he was one of the True Elves the first magical race known, the ones who gave magic to the infant races. A little more nervous at the thought of one of the true ones in his humble shop he glanced at the second figure. Noticing the Potter Ring on his hand his eyes snapped up to the forehead looking for the telltale scar.
Cautiously he walked through the stacks towards the front counter, being careful not to startle the group. "Lord Potter, what may I do for you today? Your wand does not need any work does it? Or maybe you need some wand polish perhaps?"
With a questioning look at Ar'Ron than back to the old man Harry asked. "Mr. Ollivander how did you know I was a Lord?"
Ollivander tilted his head sideways "A curious thing really. I looked out the door when I heard the bell jingle and to my amazement I watched as three goblins came into the shop and then following in two people I assumed at first were wizards. Very curious indeed as I knew that goblins would have no need of my service, but to find goblins in the company of wizards was just too fantastic to contemplate."
"Then I used my magic to get a good look at your friend here Lord Potter and to my amazement I saw the glowing of a very strong glamour at work disguising his features. I was able to see enough to find out the person I was looking at was Elven, and not just any run of the mill Elf, Oh no the amount of magic that swirls around him makes him one of the True Elves. And to answer your Question Lord Potter I saw the Potter Family ring on your finger, and unlike most I know who the families are that rule the council of twelve." Ollivander Finished.
Ar'Ron stared at the little old man for a minute before deciding, "Mr. Ollivander my name is Ar'Ron, I am Harry's Guardian and we have come here in search of supplies as Harry's wand no longer works for him, it seems after I removed the blocks on his magic a wand no longer matches him."
"Hmm that explains so much" mused Ollivander.
"Excuse me, but that explains what?" asked Harry.
"Lord Potter, you only thought you were a difficult customer. Ah yes the wand chooses the wizard Lord Potter. The brother wand to Voldermort that you know possess, I daresay would not have chosen you five years ago. Oh no I do think you would have given your mother a run, Did you know it took over five hours to find a match for your mother, and then it was not a perfect match at all, more of she could use it." Asked Ollivander
"No I did not, there's so much I do not know about my family, every time I ask the subject gets changed, its so frustrating" exclaimed Harry.
"I have no doubt it is Dumbledore's doing, I bet. Well follow me all my wand cores and woods are back in the workshop." Ollivander said as he led the group into the back room.
Walking into the back room Ar'Ron noticed how neat and organized it was. Pointing Harry over towards the section holding the wood "Harry I want you to hold your right hand just above the wood pieces, you will feel a warmth from any wood that is a match for your magic."
Not sure, but trusting in what he was told Harry went over to the cabinet and started to feel the different woods. Disappointed he turned back "Nothing felt right. Maybe I did it wrong."
"Ollivander, by chance might you have Fairy Oak or any of the other magical woods in your collection?" Asked Ar'Ron
"I am afraid not, the last time I got my hands on some Fairy Oak was about two hundred and seventy five years ago and I have not been able to procure any other magical woods since then" explained Ollivander.
"Hmm I think I have some pieces stashed away, Harry why don't you try the cores while I go inside and get some Elven magical cores and magical wood." Ar'Ron said taking out the wardrobe and walking over to a clear space next to the wall and unshrinking it.
Opening the doors and walking inside towards the kitchen area and the steps to the basement Ar'Ron soon disappeared from view.
Ollivander peaking inside the wardrobe fell back into his chair in shock at the shear amount of magic inside and the very large Fairy Oak to one side.
While waiting for Ar'Ron to return Harry went through the wand cores looking for matches. Surprisingly he found three cores that felt like a good match. Pulling the jars down he turned to see Ar'Ron walk back into the work room and close the doors of the wardrobe behind him.
Ar'Ron walked over to the workbench and opened up two cases. The first case had wood pieces in and second small vials with magical cores for battle staves.
Noticing that the wand maker was not looking over his shoulder in anticipation at the new and to him un-known core material, he walked over to stand in front of the chair the man was sitting in. Looking closely at the man staring into space, he waved his hand in front of Ollivander's face with no reaction.
Dargoth started to snicker quite loudly "You broke him, can I break the next one, can I."
Sighing heavily to himself Ar'Ron decided to take it easy on the old man; after all he did not want to kill him with to many shocks to his system. Placing his hand on Ollivander's forehead he intoned "Wake Up."
Jumping slightly Ollivander turned back to the workbench. "Sorry there must have went off there slightly. Oh are these the samples then?" he said in awe.
"Harry did you find any cores over there that felt right?" Ar'Ron asked.
Harry picked the three jars he had pulled off the shelves and walked over to the table and set the jars down. Curious he looked over at the cases with the samples in them and when his hand passed over the case holding the cores, one of the vials shot up the core breaking through the vial and embedded itself in the palm of his hand.
Grabbing his wrist he shouted out "damn ... that hurts," hopping around waving his hand trying to dislodge the feather.
And then the strangest thing happened, the feather melted into his hand and the pain went away "Oookay what the bloody hell just happened?" Harry practically screamed.
Holding the vial marked Archer Eagle Ar'Ron took Harry's hand and examined it and noticed the small feather shaped design on the palm, sighing he said "Well I will explain fully later on tonight, but for now, Elves can be an animagus. Unlike wizards who cannot be a magical creature, Elves always are. The way Elven kind becomes an animagus is by accepting a physical part of the creature we transform into. So what happened here is that you just accepted the physical portion of you animagus. Tomorrow I will show you how to transform."
Harry was very excited to hear about becoming an animagus like his father and Sirius. Walking warily back to the table "Ok do I do the same to theses samples then?" Harry said as he pointed to the open boxes.
Ar'Ron almost laughed at Harry's eagerness and ability to roll with the punches as it were. "Not exactly, what you need to do is to hold your hand over the open box like you are gripping a stave and any component that is compatible will come flying out of the box into your hand. But it should be painless."
Placing his hand over the box like he was told, he was amazed to see three shafts of wood and a band of silver metal shoot out of the box. The wood spiraled around itself merging the three types together into a new form. The metal then wrapped itself around the bottom and top of the now five foot tall stave of spiraled green, red and beige.
Ollivander watched on in fascination. Then he asked what types of wood combined into the stave.
Ar'Ron Looked down at the labels on the empty sections "Hmm Fairy Oak, can channel great amounts of magic. Let's see Dragon Wood, affinity for Battle magic. And lastly wood from Sea Forest Tree the best for defensive work. And the metal was Mythril."
"Now all you need to do is add magical cores to the stave. Doing this is similar to what you did with the runic spell cubes, find your magic and let it flow into the stave as you hold it above the core material, the stave then will take the proper amount needed to match your magic perfectly" directed Ar'Ron.
Taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly Harry closed his eyes and felt for his magical core. Finding his core was easy as it seems that his core has grown to encompass most of his body. Thinking back to how it felt when he pushed his magic out of his hand, he felt his magic swell up and start to flow over his hand and into the stave. Opening his eyes he noticed the stave glowing in reds and greens and held it above the three jars from Ollivander's shop. The core material started to flow upwards out of the jars even though the lids were on tight. The amazing thing is that two streams of core material from the Elven case joined the streams from the jars.
Ollivander whispered in shock "Five cores, never in my life would I have thought of a battle staff with more than three cores."
"Actually there are three more core elements to be added yet which can only happen after he transforms into his animagus form" Ar'Ron said to the dazed wand maker.
Finishing up the glow diminished until it was gone. Breaking the spell Harry whispered out "Wow that was wicked," with a huge grin on his face.
Ar'Ron looked over Harry he said "Well all that is left is to inlay the runes and bond the last three core ingredients and it will be finished." Seeing the huge grin on Harry's face as he held his stave close to his body; "Harry why don't you run your stave and these two cases up to the second floor common room until later."
"Sounds like a good idea" Harry said grabbing up the two cases and opening the wardrobe and running up the stairs.
Ar'Ron took a slender case out of his pocket and handed it over to Ollivander. "Payment for the ingredients we used." Seeing the slight confusion on the older mans face he continued, "There is enough Fairy Oak in that case to craft four wands." Seeing the glee cross Ollivander's face.
Walking over and shrinking the wardrobe and placing it back in his pocket Ar'Ron and the others started to walk out. "Have a good day Mr. Ollivander and my thanks in helping Harry."
Sounds of apparition could be heard in the ally as Aurors and members of the order of the phoenix as they responded to the alarms of death eater activity.
Poised for battle, the Aurors were slightly confused to find red shimmering domes covering groups of death eaters. Hearing the sounds of the wailing screams they looked around pinpointing the location over by Gringotts. There they found a pile of Dementor cloaks. Searching through the cloaks Tonks came across one lone Dementor that was making all the racket. As she watched the Dementor gave one last scream of pain and collapsed, dead, and turned into dust as she watched..
Calling over for Kingsley and Dumbledore she said in growing panic. "What in Merlin's name could kill a Dementor?" pointing at the ground and all the empty cloaks.
"Calm down child. While I am not positive what magic did this, I am sure the person responsible is no longer here." Albus said in his most grandfatherly voice.
One of the Aurors walked up to Kingsley. "Excuse me sir, but we have a small problem with collecting the death eaters. We can't get through the domes to get to the death eaters to collect them. Jamison tried breaking into one of the domes by using a reductor curse. The thing is it went through the outer wall and started bouncing back and forth between the inner walls of the dome till it hit one of the death eaters in the head, which exploded" said the frantic Auror.
As the group turned to look towards the imprisoned death eaters, wondering what in Merlin's name was going on, they were approached by Author Weasley "Albus, Kingsley we've finished taking statements from all the witness's. It seems that two wizards and a group of goblins are the ones who captured the death eaters, with the taller wizard being the one who killed the Dementors. After the fight they went into Ollivander's wand shop. They must still be there as there are three Goblins stationed outside the shop." Author finished the report by pointing over at the wand shop to the group of three goblins standing guard.
At that moment the door to Ollivander's opened up and Ar'Ron, Harry and the goblins exited the shop. Seeing the crowd and the Headmaster over by where the Dementors met their end, Ar'Ron turned to block Harry from the gaze of the headmaster "Mel'Anin why don't you go on ahead and get the owl treats and then meet Remus in the leaky Cauldron. Make sure you get a private room if Remus hasn't already."
Hesitating Harry said "Are you sure you are going to be ok?"
Reading between the lines, knowing Harry was more concerned with loosing him and being caged up again Ar'Ron clasped Harry's shoulder and said "Don't worry Mel'Anin just like the death eaters proved to be no challenge, neither will they. Remember you are a Lord of the Council of Twelve they are not allowed to touch you."
Ar'Ron watched as Harry walked down the street surrounded by the escort of goblins. Turning back towards the group of wizards he noticed them hurriedly walking over towards him.
Albus eyed up the stranger with some trepidation. The power rolling off him was intense to those who could see aura's like he was able to. Deciding not to anger the stranger, as anyone who could destroy over fifty Dementors and take out all the death eaters in under five minutes according to reports was not someone he wanted to antagonize.
"A moment of you time if you please, we have some questions that need answered." There that should do it, not to demanding.
Bristling at the arrogance of the man Ar'Ron replied, "You can ask, but you more than likely will not get the answers you are looking for."
"Follow me and bring your men to take charge of the death eaters as I release the prison domes." Ar'Ron said turning walking towards the first of the domes holding death eaters, not waiting to see if he was being followed or not.
Placing his hand on the shimmering dome he channeled a little bit of his magic into the dome and it collapsed. He heard the shocked voices of Aurors that had attempted to touch the dome yell out for an explanation on how he could touch the domes.
Looking over to where the young Auror was standing that asked the question Ar'Ron replied "Since I created the spell, only I am able to touch the magical field to disperse it." waving his hand at the downed death eaters "You can take charge of these vermin. Know this; their condition is due to their own spells."
Growing impatient Kingsley yelled out "Now stop right there, enough of this nonsense, you will answer the headmasters questions or you will be sorry."
Eyes glowing green in anger, Ar'Ron growled out. "Your headmaster has yet to ask me any questions."
Turning to face the man, Kingsley involuntarily took several steps back when he saw the power glowing in the stranger's eyes.
Before the confrontation had a chance to escalate, it was interrupted by shouts from Tonks down the street.
Tonks seeing someone she thought she recognized walked closer and noticed the tell tail lightening bolt scar of the boy who lived she screamed "Harry Potter what do you think you are doing. There are death eaters all over. Do you think you can do as you please? You are not safe outside your aunt and uncles house."
Harry stopped walking hearing his name yelled. Looking around he saw Tonks running over all red and purple in the face looking quite mad "Hello Tonks what are you doing here?"
As Albus was rushing towards Harry he felt a sharp pain from the stone in his pocket that monitored the wards of Privet Drive. Becoming extremely worried he yelled out to Tonks "Get Harry out of here. The wards have been breached at Privet Drive. Get Harry to headquarters."
All hell was about to break lose.
Tonks tried to push the goblins out of the way to get to Harry, port key in her hand.
Albus drew his wand as he ran towards Harry.
Fudge chose that moment to step out of the leaky cauldron with a squad of Aurors and Amelia Bones.
A group of Goblin guards came rushing out of the bank, somehow alerted to what was happening outside.
All converging on a very pissed off Harry Potter and Elven King.
Harry turned towards Tonks and yelled with venom "Stay back. I am not going any where with you."
Minister Fudge seeing a way to consolidate his power added his voice by yelling out "Harry Potter by the order of the minister of magic you are under arrest. Get him" he ordered his guards.
Albus raised his voice above the rest "stun him if you have to, just get him out of here," as he yelled at Fudge that he had no grounds to arrest Harry.
Enraged Ar'Ron started to pulse with power. His hair whipped as if blown by a strong wind revealing his curved pointed ears. Lightening danced across his skin and he was floating about a foot off of the ground. To say he looked scary was an understatement.
Using his magic to enhance his voice Ar'Ron's voice boomed out "ENOUGH"
Causing everyone to look towards him in fear.
Pointing his finger towards Fudge "you have no grounds or right to arrest Harry."
Turning towards the stunned figure of Tonks he said, "and you have no right to take Harry anywhere against his wishes or the wishes of his guardian."
Turning towards the headmaster in a cold furious voice he said, "You are the headmaster of his school. You have no say in Harry's life when he is not in school. You are not his Guardian. I am, and I am telling you now, TO BACK OFF AND LEAVE HIM THE BLOODY HELL ALONE."
The waves of power coming off Ar'Ron were so intense that the wizards had to step back several steps.
Albus frightened at the power display never the less tried to re-assert his will on the scene "Now I do not know who you think you are, but as the chief warlock of the Wizengamot I am telling you Harry Potter's guardians are Vernon and Petunia Dursley." then catching the sight of the ears of the stranger he realized he was an elf.
No longer floating Ar'Ron approached the headmaster and with quiet venom said so no one could overhear "Headmaster do you really want to air your dirty laundry here in public. Harry is no longer your pawn. The sooner you accept you have no control over him the better off you will be. Leave now and make no further attempts to run his life, if you ignore me I will have you tried by an Elven court, as I assure you there is enough documentation to find you guilty ten times over."
While Ar'Ron was reaming the headmaster, Dargoth tugged at Harry's elbow to get his attention.
Harry looked down at the goblin and was told that the ledger in the goblins hand contained the special parchment used by the Council of Twelve to issue decrees and such. So if he wanted to arrest Fudge for say treason, which he was assured the goblins would be able to substantiate, all he needed to do was write it out and press his rings to the bottom of the page allowing the magic to create the Lordship seals.
Taking the ledger and opening it up Harry picked up the self-inking quill and wrote out a warrant for the arrest of one Cornelius Fudge, for high treason and corruption in office and adding a line stating that further charges would be forthcoming. He signed it and pressed the Potter ring under his name causing a wax impression to appear on the parchment. Thinking it was better to be safe than sorry he went ahead and pressed the other rings to the parchment also.
Quickly writing on another piece of parchment and signing it with his rings like the last one he walked over to where Fudge and Amelia Bones were standing.
"Fudge this is the last time you try to push me around and drag my name through the mud." Harry sneered at the soon to be ex-minister. Picking up his hand so the rings upon his fingers were in sight he continued. "Your days are over."
Seeing the look of recognition on Fudges face he addressed Madam Bones. "Madam Bones the Council of Twelve once again has five members. As such the Council is in charge of the Wizarding world as it should be."
Handing over the first parchment to Amelia, Harry explained "this is an arrest warrant for one Cornelius Fudge."
In shock at the turn of events Amelia looked down at the parchment Harry had handed her and was stunned to see five seals of the Lords of the Council on the parchment. Seeing the runes around the edge of the parchment validating it as genuine she turned to the personal bodyguards around Fudge and said to the stunned assembled Aurors. "Arrest Fudge for treason and corruption and a host of other charges. This is a valid Council order."
Seeing Remus standing in the doorway of the Leaky Cauldron, Harry handed the other parchment over to madam Bones and said "By order of the Council of Twelve. Any laws or Decrees enacted since the last Council meeting are herby Null and Void."
Looking Amelia in the eyes Harry told her "Madam Bones I have untied your hands. Get the Auror corps ready for war. Now if you will excuse me I am late for my luncheon meeting."
With that Harry walked past her and went into the Leaky Cauldron with Remus.
Seeing Harry walk into the Leaky Cauldron with Remus, Ar'Ron turned away from Albus nodded his thanks to the goblins and followed the others for lunch leaving a stunned crowd behind. .