Inheritance Test
Harry read over the test a few times, his anger simmering like a potion about to explode. The only reason he hasn't blown up is because he is also bloody confused.
Bank of Gringotts UK Branch Inheritance Test | 1st of August 1990 |
Performed by: Ragnok the 3rd
Name: Hadrian Lilian Potter-Black
Born: July 31st, 1980, Godric's Hollow, England
Physical Age: 10
Mental Age: 18
Died: May 2, 1998
Species: Human Wizard
Blood Status: Half-Blood
Magical Core: Grey
Family Gifts and Abilities:
Parseltongue; (Peverell Family Line)
Parselmagic; (Peverell Family Line)
Natural Occlumency; (Emrys Family Line)
Dragonspeak; (Emrys Family Line)
Affinity for Runes; (Le Fey Family Line)
Metamorphmagus; (Black Family Line)
Animagus Talent; (Potter Family Line)
Affinity for Potioneering; (Potter Family Line)
Immunity to all poisons (Applied on March 29th 1993, by Basilisk Venom and Phoenix Tears)
Absolute Immortality; (Gifted by Death)
Command of Reapers; (Gifted by Death)
Shadow Magic; (Gifted by Death)
Creature Inheritance: Unknown
Parent(s):
James Charlus Potter (Biological Father) (deceased)
Lily Anne Potter Neé Evans (Biological Mother) (deceased)
Sirius Orion Black (Blood adoption, August 1st 1980)
Godparent(s):
Remus John Lupin
Frank Michael Longbottom (Patient at St- Mungos)
Alice Jane Longbottom Neé Prewett (Patient at St- Mungos)
Minerva Isobel McGonagall
Magical Guardian(s):
Albus Dumbledore (Illegal Guardianship) (VOID)
Guardian(s):
Petunia Rose Dursley Neé Evens (Illegal Guardianship) (VOID)
Vernon Paul Dursley (Illegal Guardianship) (VOID)
Living Relative(s):
Petunia Rose Dursley Neé Evens (Squib) (Uncle)
Vernon Paul Dursley (Muggle) (Uncle by marriage)
Dudley Vern Dursley (Squib) (First Cousin)
Narcissa Lenora Malfoy Neé Black (Pureblood) (Third Cousin)
Lucius Jean Malfoy (Pureblood) (Third Cousin)
Draco Lucius Malfoy (Pureblood) (Fourth Cousin)
Bellatrix Lilith Lestrange Neé Black (Pureblood) (Third Cousin)
Rodolphus Lestrange (Pureblood) (Third Cousin by marriage)
Rabastan Lestrange (Pureblood) (Third Cousin by marriage)
Andromeda Diana Tonks Neé Black (Pureblood) (Third Cousin) (VOID)
Edward Frank Tonks (Muggle-Born) (Third Cousin) (VOID)
Nymphadora Edwina Tonks (Half-Blood) (Fourth Cousin) (VOID)
Mate(s): Luna Pandora Lovegood
Familiar(s): Hedwig (Snowy Owl)
Wand: Holly Wood, Phoenix feather, 11", Nice and supple (Forced Bond)
Other Wand(s): (N/A)
Lordship(s):
Heirship(s): Eligible for Lordships Due to Becoming Adult By Mother Magic
Heir of the Most Archaic and Noble House of Potter (Paternal)
Heir of the Most Ancient and Noble House of Peverell (Paternal)
Heir of the Most Ancient and Noble House of Gryffindor (Paternal)
Heir of the Most Ancient and Noble House Sayre (Maternal)
Heir of the Most Ancient and Most Honourable House of Emrys (Maternal)
Heir to the Most Ancient and Most Honourable House of Le Fey (Maternal)
Heir of the Most Ancient and Noble House of Black (Blood Adoption)
Heir of the Most Ancient and Noble House of Slytherin (Conquest)
Heir of the House of Gaunt (Conquest)
Magical Title(s):
Master of Death
Vault(s): 64
Wizengamot Seat(s):
Potter - 10
Gryffindor - 15
Peverell - 15
Emrys - 20
Le Fey - 25
Black - 10
Slytherin - 15
Gaunt - 5
Total: 116
Life Debt(s):
Indebted; Severus Snape to Hadrian Lilian Potter-Black
Contract(s):
Marriage Contract between Harry James Potter and Ginevra Molly Weasley signed by A.P.W.B. Dumbledore and Molly Prewett Weasley (Illegal) (VOID)
Harry didn't even know where to begin, honestly, it was more information than he was expecting.
His name, Hadrian Lilian Potter-Black, is there on parchment. He still didn't know what to make of it. Part of him wanted to be called Hadrian but another part was scared. Scared he wouldn't live up to his parent's expectations.
He wasn't sure what to think about his mental age vs his physical age... Other than Ragnok's reaction.
Harry cringed when he got to the part where he died. Ragnok would probably see this and know he was from the future.
What did it mean by a grey magical core?
Merlin... that's a lot of family gifts...He didn't even know how he had most of them... Peverell he could see, Emrys and Le Fay he had no idea how he could have gotten them. Reading over the family gifts and abilities again he was shocked at some of them. Especially the ones gifted by Death... another thing Ragnok would see.
What did it mean by unknown creature inheritance?
Sirius is his blood-adopted father? Harry tried to wrap his head around that. Why didn't Sirius tell him? Did anyone else know? Looking down further he sees that Sirius isn't his godfather but Remus is... Was this another of Dumbledore's lies?
With a clenched jaw, he re-read his guardians, all illegal and all done by Dumbledore. Closing his eyes he moved on to the next section, the one he did the test for.
Sadly there was no surprise living relatives but he was surprised that Aunt Petunia and Dudley were squibs.
Harry still couldn't believe he has a mate, one he even knows... er knew? Shaking his head he tried to think of Luna, did this mean it was his best chance of finding love? Would she even want to be in a relationship with him? Harry decided not to think about it for now, she was only nine, and they had years to figure it out.
Another surprise was Hedwig, he didn't know that she was his familiar but the more he thought of it the more it made sense.
Harry didn't know how to feel about his beloved wand being forced on him... Dumbledore; again, no doubt, it couldn't be anything else when it was the brother wand to Voldemort.
He was of age because of Lady Magic? He always thought that Lady Magic was more of an expression or myth. Not a real... deity? Was this because he went back in time? Was she trying to help him? Harry smiled as he realised nobody could make him go back to the Dursleys although it soon dropped when he read the next part.
He was the heir to nine houses?!? Wait his mum was not a muggle-born? She was a descendant of Merlin and Morgana!? Everyone knew the house of Merlin and Morgana, and to know that his muggle-born mum was from the legendary lines felt like a "fuck you" to pureblood fanatics. Harry can just imagine their faces when they find out.
Harry sighed when he got to the magical titles, there it was Master of Death clear for anyone to see. How was he supposed to get out of this? How could he make it so nobody could read this? He has to figure something out before he shows Ragnok.
He also had a lot of vaults... which was strange when he thought he only had one. He wonders how much he has now. He should be able to do a good bit of shopping with it and still have enough for his—he's immortal... Well, enough to reach adulthood.
He had one hundred and eleven wizengamot seats? Or was it eight seats and one hundred and eleven votes? Yeah, that sounded more realistic. He's not sure what the wizengamot does but maybe he can change some things.
Snape owned him a life debt? How? He saved him more times than he could count.
A marriage contract? By Dumbledore and Mrs. Weasley? Harry felt a sudden sharp pain in his chest. He thought of Mrs. Weasley as a second mom, to know she went behind his back... He only felt betrayal and anger towards her now. She is lucky the contract is void.
Going over the inheritance test once more he laid it down on the table, face down. Looking at Ragnok who looked confused before raising an eyebrow.
"Is there a way to make it only you and I can see this test?" Harry asked, sitting up straight trying to look like the adult he apparently was.
"There is but it will cost you 12 Gallons" Ragnok said with a shark-like smile. Harry frowned at the price. On the one hand, it can be done, on the other it was a lot of money for a spell.
"5 Gallons" Harry says, eyes widening when the words leave his mouth. He's just about to take words back when Ragnok's grin turns almost delighted.
"10 Gallons!" Ragnok counters an almost gleeful look in his small beady eyes. Harry, whose heart is still thumping faster than normal, feels he made the right choice.
"7 Gallons" Harry says watching Ragnok closely who looks to be thrilled.
"Done!" Ragnok exclaims as he slams his hand on the table, making Harry jump.
New Skill Acquired!
Barter [LVL: 1/100] {12%} {Novice}
The ability to get a good deal when buying, selling or trading goods.
5% chance of getting a good deal!
+7 REP with Ragnok for showing some backbone!
(7/0)
Harry sighs happily at the notification but he still has to figure out how to—an idea hits him so fast he almost gets whiplash. He just has to figure out how to word it...
Handling over the test he tries to figure out how to get what he wants.
"I would like a copy of it before you cast the spell" Harry asks watching as Ragnok waves a gnarled claw over the parchment, a duplicate appearing beside it. When that's done Ragnok looks over the test, his eyes widening the more he reads. He must look over it a few more times before whispering in gobbledegook, Harry assumes it's the spell that was promised.
"Interesting... I can see why you wanted the spell now. I have spelled it so no one but us can read it. It cannot be undone and isn't as uncommon as one would think so others won't question it. That said, the copy does not have the same spell" Ragnok says looking confused.
"I want to know if there is a way that only those I want can read it?" Harry asks. Ragnok frowns for a second but nods.
"30 Gallons" Ragnok says a glint of amusement in his black eyes. 30 gallons! Either that spell is better or he's being ripped off and after Ragnok saw his test he doubted he would.
"10 Gallons" Harry counters as a smile graces his lips.
"25 Gallons" Ragnok barks but it sounds more like excitement than anger.
"12 Gallons" Harry says watching as Ragnok almost vibrates.
"15 Gallons not a Knut less" Ragnok states with a giddy snarl.
"Done!" Harry cries as he slaps his hand on the table making Ragnok stop in surprise before bursting out into strange cackles. All Harry can do is gape in shock.
+5 REP with Ragnok for making him laugh!
(12/0)
"I can see things will never be dull with you around" Ragnok says after calming down. Harry shuts his mouth close with a snap, wincing at the sound but Ragnok ignores it.
"Thanks?" Harry says confused. Ragnok snorts but casts the spell. Harry watches as it glows red for a second. Once done Ragnok puts his clawed hands on the desk and folds them together. Back to business.
"In order for someone other than you to see what is on this parchment, you must key them to it. Think of it like a lock and you copy the key. To do this you will need a drop of their blood and push a little of your magic into the blood, the parchment with then absorb the blood" Ragnok explains.
"How do I push my magic into the blood?" Harry asks confused. Ragnok is surprised but shakes his head before explaining.
"When using a wand you are guiding your magic through it to do a spell. It is like that only much, much less magic is needed" Harry thinks he understands. Whenever he used his wand it was like a flow of power reached out to his wand.
"We should try it before you leave, otherwise you could destroy the document" Ragnok states, looking at Harry wearily before using a clawed finger to cut his pointer finger, letting a single drop of blood fall onto the parchment. Harry focuses on the drop, willing his magic to add just enough power to absorb the blood into the parchment. He grins when the drop of blood looks like it leaks into the parchment. Harry looks up to see Ragnok smile, although it looks more relieved than happy.
"Well done, a little overpowered but not by much. I hope you know how much trust I was putting in you just now" Ragnok stated, his cut already healed.
Harry thinks back to the graveyard in fourth year and cringes. Wormtail had taken a lot more than a drop but still, he didn't even think of using the blood for anything else.
"Thank you for trusting me... Ragnok?" Harry says blushing when he gets to his name. He wasn't sure if he could call him that. Ragnok nods so Harry thinks it's safe.
Thinking back on before he remembered what he was going to ask. After that show of trust, he feels kinda bad for what he is about to do.
"I need you to make a Vow, stating that anything I tell you when we are in a meeting cannot be said to anyone else" Harry states serous again. Ragnok raises a brow.
"I can't talk about anything business-related with anyone that doesn't have your file" Ragnok states but it's not enough.
"I want a guarantee that you won't tell anyone or be about anything we talk about in meetings. Now and in the future" Ragnok purses his thin lips. Harry knows he needs someone on his side. He would like that to be Ragnok.
"And what would I get in return for this Vow" Ragnok asks with a frown. Harry bites his lip either about to make a mistake or one of the best decisions he can make.
"Well if you make the Vow, with no loopholes or backstabbing I will tell you which Vault holds a Horcrux" Harry states. Ragnok looks amused at first before he starts spitting in Gobbledegook. Harry flinches at the anger but holds his ground.
"How would you know about one of those foul objects?" Ragnok sneers but Harry is pretty sure he is not angry at him.
"Future knowledge" Harry states, saying nothing more. Ragnok snarls but Harry can see approval in his eyes. It almost makes him smile.
"I will make the Vow in exchange for the location of this Horcrux. If you are lying you will be brought before the Goblin Nation and a trial will determine if your head should remain on your neck" Ragnok snarled. Harry gulped in fear. He knew it was there but it didn't make him any less nervous.
"Deal" Harry says, watching as Ragnok pulls out a clear piece of parchment. Ragnok starts writing with a black quill, looking back and crossing it out and starting again. After a few minutes, he hums and slides it over to Harry, who reads it ignoring the crossed-out sentences.
I, my name, Vow to keep anything said between your name and me secret while in this meeting and any future meetings. So Mote it Be.
Harry read over it multiple times but couldn't see anything wrong with it.
"I agree to this" Harry said as he slid the parchment back. Ragnok sighed but quickly looked over the parchment.
"I, Ragnok the 3rd, Director of Gringotts UK Branch and King of Goblin Nation, Vow to keep anything said between Hadrian Lilian Potter-Black and me secret while in this meeting and any future meetings. So Mote it Be" Ragnok vowed. Harry's eyes widen as he learns that Ragnok is the king of the goblins.