The crystal was placed in the bowl, and immediately surrounded by a shallow pool of water that could only have come about by magic. He set the case he was carrying on the table, and removed a bowl, a large crystal, and a decorative silver knife. The goblin healer only grunted in response, but Harry was quickly learning not to take their gruff nature personally. “This is Gornuk, head Healer of the Goblin Nation.” This one was dressed differently, and Harry correctly assumed it was the healer. It glowed briefly, and almost as soon as the light faded the door opened and another goblin entered the room. In response, Ragnok pressed his finger to a jewel on the table. You should have had your first at five years of age, and your second this year.” Certain old families, yours included, routinely employ our healers for health checks, as goblin healers are more sensitive to the development of one’s magical core than wizard healers. We have just one thing to do before you leave. However, you need to get to the estate and find yours quickly, or the opportunity will pass. Harry was starting to think that was just his natural tone, as he seemed to sneer or growl every word. Your familiar will defend you and serve you in perfect faith, understand spoken language through its connection to you, and live for as long as you do so long as it isn’t killed.”
There are several requirements to maintain this magic, which Hollia will explain in more detail, but the first is that you bond with a familiar from the preserve by midnight on your eleventh birthday.”
Because of this the Potter family has developed a special brand of Beast Tamer’s magic and no magical creature will attack or injure you of its own will, even those that are Dark in nature. Hollia will be able to explain in more detail when you are no longer on such a tight deadline, but the root of the matter is that for the last two thousand years or so, the Potter family has maintained a preserve for endangered creatures and beings, both magical and non-magical. The deadline for you to claim your familiar and your Family Magic is midnight tonight. “Then it is good that your visit was not delayed another day. It is your eleventh birthday, correct, Mr. “I see you will have a lot to learn then, and only a day to do it in. “I only found out this morning how they even died or that I was a wizard.” Did your muggle relatives at least tell you about your family’s legacy?” “The Estate’s manager, Hollia, is awaiting you. Should their chosen guardians for you be unable to care for you, as was the case, you were meant to go straight to the Potter Estate to be raised by its management.” “You were never meant to be in their care. The goblin frowned, which was somehow less intimidating than his smile. “Muggles? Have you not been living with your magical guardian, Albus Dumbledore?” Silently, Harry shook his head. “Oh- er- they’re muggles, so I don’t think it’s really their fault either.” You are a child it was the responsibility of your guardian to bring you here. We did not expect it to take nearly a decade.” When your family’s Estate Manager could not locate you after your parents’ deaths, we were asked to act as a liaison and send you to them when you first appeared. Inside the conference room, the goblin at the table gave Harry a sharp toothed grin as he stood and bowed. The immense man couldn’t even collect himself before one of the other goblins escorted Harry into another room off to the side of the bank. Harry’s eyes went wide as Hagrid sputtered. “You can go about your other business, Mr. Really no time, ‘n’ Dumbledore says we’re teh be makin’ no extra stops.” “Well- er- we got lots ter be doin’ today, I got other business. The Potter family account manager will see him in the conference room.” Harry Potter will be doing more today than collecting gold. The mismatched duo approached the teller, and Hagrid spoke. The goblin teller recognized the child as a mirror image of James Potter and notified Ragnok, the family’s account manager, while he was distracted reading the inscription by the door. The Witch's Woods, Political HP Fics Stats: Published: Updated: Words: 46723 Chapters: 18/? Comments: 368 Kudos: 1925 Bookmarks: 796 Hits: 43726Ī half-giant walking into Gringotts with a too-short, awed eleven year old drowning in his clothes would have been a sight and a half even without the lightning bolt scar that got them so much attention.
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