Morgan's jaw dropped. They hadn't known how rich their son is (neither had Harry, Alex or Hawks.) There's gold, silver, and cooper as far as one's eyes can see. Among the glittering coins that made Morgan feel like they're entertaining a king's tomb are sparkling gems, a shelf full of worn tombs (leather bound with family crest), papyrus scrolls and a few chests full of unknown items. Alex wasn't as thunderstruck as Morgan; they have riches beyond the telling of it, and, while their son's former family's wealth is impressive, it isn't massive. Alex picks up a gold coin, twisting it around their finger like a pen, before dropping it back among the pile. "How much is the conversion rate from muggle money to wizarding money, again, Mr. Griphook?" Harry inquires, holding a yellow diamond the size of his eye and a gold coin. He estimates they're worth $27k at the least. Griphook eyes the child wearily, but decides a boy raised muggle wouldn't be able to pull off a big scam like the notaries Phantom Thieves of the world. "A dollar in u.s muggle money is 2 sickles and 28 knuts." Harry's grin becomes sharp and feral, and he summons a cloth bag to begin shoving everything inside, and hands it to Morgan. Morgan looks at the bag with glee and jumps into the pile of riches with a cackle and begins shoving everything in. Alex picks up a few gems, eyeing them with vivid interest.
Hawks and Harry slipped out while their parents were distracting Griphook by them being themselves. The two boys make their way further down the jetting rock cliff, passing signs saying 'no entertaining', 'Beware Dragon' and 'No return beyond this point '. The dragon is pretty, in Harry's opinion. Hawks wants to know what Dragons taste like. This one looks hurt, and Harry wants to free it (not to save the poor creature, mind).
~Elsewhere~
Barnaby and Ohio set off down the street, looking at interesting shops, holding hands. Ohio looks into a store selling brooms (apparently to fly on) and balls (for some kind of sport) as Barnaby leans against him, still holding his hand. "I think it would be romantic to share a broom, what about you, Ohio?" Ohio looks down at Barnaby out of the corner of his eyes and sees a blush dusting his cheeks. He gives a soft grin and answers with a wicked tint to his tone. "Sure, Bee. With you pressed against my chest, my arms trapping you to me as they strangle the handle." Ohio watches as Barnaby's face only gets redder.
Kotetsu bounds up to them, tail wagging and bouncing a bit,(the wizards avoiding the ghost dog)"Ice cream! Ice cream in lots of flavors!! Barnaby! Ohio, Ice cream!" He barks in excitement. Barnaby buries his burning face in Ohio's shirt, groaning a bit. Ohio chuckles, "Alright, alright. We'll be right down." After Kotetsu bounds off, Ohio looks down to meet blue eyes, a toothy grin spreading. "Ready for some ice cream, love?" Barnaby huffs a bit but gives a nod, "Your treat, for teasing me." Ohio chuckles and they set off down the windy road, fingers laced together.
At the small ice cream shop, Kotetsu bounces in front of the (only slightly) confused glacier and his mystical cream shop. Ohio orders a rocky road, Barnaby orders a banana split and Kotetsu orders peanut butter and cheese. Sitting down together, Barnaby and Kotetsu decide on how they will go about on taking turns at this point while Ohio waits. (The glacier had explained that the ice cream has a charm that makes it never melt.)
After a few hours of Morgan shoveling coins, gems and books into the enchanted bag, they come across an orb that, on contact, lights up and projects the image of a lady with fiery red hair and eyes sharp as an emerald, only a few shades darker than Harry's own. The woman begins to speak, her voice genital, yet hard; "Harry, I don't kno-'' Alex manages to reach over Morgan and turn it off, pocketing it. "We'll give this to Harry. He can choose to learn what his mother may want to tell him, now or later, or never." Morgan gives a soft nod of agreement, sharing a sad smile with Alex.
They leave a small pile of gold and Knuts in the room, figuring it's safer to keep an active account than piss off the goblins any more. (Tho, Alex didn't actually care if they did or not, bored of the bank already. Morgan just didn't want them angry until after the heist they are already planning in their head.) As they exit the vault, two boys plow into their legs, tucking their faces against the leg. The goblins watching don't notice the transferring of misappropriated items to well hidden pockets, but a newly returned hero duo do. Barnaby and Ohio are silent until their little group gets a good distance, than Barnaby groans and bemoans his misfortune. (Ohio is sticking to his stance of "not my monkey, not my circus" while forgetting completely that they are his monkeys.) In the end, it's concluded that they will just go shopping and the two heroes will pretend not to see anything. (After all, it wouldn't do them any good to try and stop Alex at this point.)