Here I come, Lord Peverell is coming!
30 BBY (August 26, 1991)
Earth Orbit, X-70B Spaceship
Harry watched the blue planet stretching at his feet from one of the many windows of the interstellar vessel. The planet had not changed in six years, except perhaps more satellites flying over the planet.
"How does it feel to know you again near your home planet, Harry?"
Harry turned to look at the ghost of his master and ancestor.
"I feel anger, disdain and sadness, anger at the abandonment of my old family, disdain for the stupidity of wizards and muggles, not to mention their technological backwardness. Sad to know that my absence has never been noticed, "Harry replied, looking back at the blue planet.
Valkorion nodded, understanding.
"How do you plan to enter Gringotts?" Valkorion asked, intrigued.
"By the front door of course, after all, I'm old enough, so I can do an inheritance test and make various claims. As you explained to me, I can easily get some titles and especially, some vaults with the riches they contain, but I'm going to have to use my metamorphmagus abilities, I do not think wizards are responding favourably to a pureblood Sith, "Harry said before turning to Valkorion.
He then assumed the appearance he would have had had he not activated his Sith blood. In front of Valkorion was now a young man with eyes as bright as emeralds, unruly jet black hair and a slightly sadistic smile.
"How am I?" Asked Harry, turning on himself.
Valkorion watched him from head to toe before nodding. He knew perfectly well that it was totally useless for Harry to look like another human, anyway, the wizards had completely forgotten about him, which suited him. The old emperor nodded finally.
Harry smiled once again before bringing his hand to his ear where there was an atrium.
"2V-R8, it's time to land," he ordered.
Without waiting, the ship began its descent. Fortunately it was hidden or humans would have panicked seeing a spaceship appear out of nowhere. After three minutes, the ship lands quietly in a valley in Scotland.
Harry decided to leave the ship, ordering HK and 2V-R8 to stay on the ship at the same time. However, he allowed HK to exterminate the nuisances approaching a little too close to the ship, which delighted the assassin droid.
Without losing a moment, Harry apparated to The Horizon Alley, one of London's various wizarding districts. He then quietly observed the various wizards walking everywhere. Harry was still nostalgic seeing so many wizards and being alive. It had been so long since he had ever been with LIVING and THINKING people.
He noticed quickly that some looks were on him and he frowned. He quickly realized that the wizards were watching his outfit, and that was quite understandable. After all, he wore Valkorion's old armour, or at least a replica. He had completely forgotten this blunder, but hey ...
He quickly headed for one of the newspaper stand to take the Daily Prophet to learn more about the state of the Wizarding World before heading to Gringotts. However, he stopped when he read one of Gringotts' titles. Several wizards moved away from him and avoided him like the plague, feeling the magic waving around him with ferocity.
The Gringotts Burglar always off, but what are Aurors doing?
Fortunately, the 713 Vault was already empty!
What the heck?! Where is my FUCKING Stone now?! Harry thought nervously before calming down.
He took a deep breath of fresh air before continuing reading the Daily Prophet. He was obviously not surprised by the following article.
Julien Potter seen at Diagon Alley for his shopping!
The Boy-who-Lived is going at Hogwarts this year!
The Potter family, a perfect family, happy and exemplary!
He shook his head as he was pained by the ignorance and stupidity of the wizards. He thought back to what happened two years ago. He was in full training with his grandfather when he felt like an influx of power and knowledge. He learned then that he possessed a soul fragment of Voldemort's in him, but that after his change to the Pureblood Sith, the fragment had begun to merge with Harry. Besides, the scar on his forehead had completely disappeared. This proved in any case that Harry was the real Survivor, after all, why else would he have had a piece of Voldemort soul knowing that only a mortal spell is capable of making such a transfer, that of the Avada Kedavra ?
Harry snorted before continuing his walk towards Gringotts. He still intended to perform his inheritance test, and most importantly, get information on the location of this bloody Pierre Philosopher's. He absolutely needed it to bring back his grandfather.
When he arrived at the entrance to Gringotts at the crossroads of the various alleys after ten minutes, he decided to read the inscription he liked so much located on the doors of the Bank.
Enter, stranger, but take heed
Of what awaits the sin of greed
For those who take, but do not earn,
Must pay most dearly in their turn.
So if you seek beneath our floors
A treasure that was never yours,
Thief, you have been warned, beware
Of finding more than treasure there.
He did not really appreciate the goblins, he had to admit they were good warriors and bankers. In fact, Valkorion and he had long discussed the possible integration of goblins in their Empire.
The goblins were strangely similar to the Massassis, except that unlike the Massassis, the goblins were smaller and smarter. But there was a problem, and that was the goblin honour. The problem with goblin honour is that it only takes into account goblins. As a result, goblins do not hesitate to betray non-goblins as long as it benefits their interests. And Harry and Valkorion do not want to have any traitors in their ranks, so they do not know if they should invite them into the Empire.
Harry believes that there is only one way to integrate goblins in their Empire, and that is through conquest, or a death-to-death fight with their King. Because there is one thing that goblins respect beyond goblin honour, it is pure strength. After all, if Harry remembers well, King Ragnok XII achieved his ends by defying the former King Ralkus II to death and defending his throne against no less than thirty pretenders in a fight to the death.
Harry stepped out of his thoughts as he entered the bank, not without nodding in front of the two goblin guards, who did the same out of respect. It was not every day that a sorcerer showed them respect.
Once in the bank, Harry immediately went to one of the turnkeys.
"Honourable Goblin, I want to do an inheritance test as soon as possible, because my time is precious, a ten-galleon reward will be awarded if I can take the test within five minutes," Harry exclaimed with a little smile.
The goblin's eyes widened before placing a placard on which was written "close" on his desk before running towards a corridor under the astonished eyes of the wizards and amused goblins.
Harry knew exactly how to negotiate and deal with a goblin, and he'd voluntarily chosen the youngest goblin clerk at the bank. A junior goblin earned about thirty gallons a month, so ten gallons was a real fortune for him, providing Harry with quality service. He noticed several approving glances from the goblins.
After exactly three minutes, the goblin came back with another goblin, older.
"I am Mulnak, Senior Manager of the inheritance service, please follow me," said the old goblin before heading back to the corridor.
Harry followed him, not forgetting to give the promised ten galleons to the young goblin who gave him a big smile before going back to work.
After two minutes Harry and Mulnak arrived at one of the offices scattered in the meanders of Gringotts' corridors. They entered a room richly decorated, probably because Mulnak was the steward of the service, the leader of this branch. Harry motioned for Harry to sit on one of the seats in front of the desk. Without losing a moment, the goblin took out a parchment with a ceremonial blade.
"It will cost ten galleons to do an inheritance test," said the goblin, raising an eyebrow.
Harry nodded before giving fifteen. The goblin noticed the five extra galleons and gave Harry a small smile before giving him the parchment and the dagger.
"Seven drops of blood will suffice, the dagger is charmed to close the wound," Mulnak explained quickly.
Harry nodded before pricking his finger with the dagger. He poured seven drops on the parchment before licking his blood with pleasure. The goblin watched the scene, intrigued by this behavior so different from that of other wizards. It was then that the parchment began to shine and various lines appeared on the parchment.
Name :
Hadrian James Potter / Hadrian Tenebrae of Zakel / Merlinus
Race:
Pureblood Sith / Sorcerer / Celestial
Blood Quality:
Pure blood
Securities:
Prince (of Zakel) (Inherited)
Darth (Sith) (Awarded by Darth Vitiate)
Duke (Magic House) (Inherited)
Marquis (Magic House) (Inherited)
Earl (Magic House) (Inherited)
Lord (Magic House) (Inherited)
Heir (Magic House) (Inherited)
Inherited Titles:
-Prince of Ageless and Utmost Royally Imperial House of Zakel (Blood Paternal / Magic / Force)
-Lord of the Most Ancient and Most Revered House of Peverell (Blood Paternal / Magic)
-Heir of the Most Ancient and Most Revered House of Black (Magic / Blood Adoption by Sirius Black)
-Lord of the Most Ancient and Most Revered House of Gryffindor (Magic / Sang Paternal)
-Lord of the Most Ancient and Most Revered House of Slytherin (Magic-Conquest)
-Heir of the Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Potter (Paternal Blood / Magic)
-Lord of the Ancient and Noble House of Evans (Maternal Blood / Magic)
Seats Wizengamot:
-15 Peverell (Available)
-10 Black (Unavailable)
-5 Gryffindor (Available)
-5 Slytherin (Available)
-5 Potter (Unavailable)
Total seats of the Wizengamot: 100
Current owned percentage: 25%
Harry's two eyebrows raised as he saw the test result. Mulnak did not waste time recovering the parchment before frowning at the race. He looked at Harry before he raised an eyebrow.
"I'm also a metamorphagus, this is not my true appearance," Harry explained simply.
The goblin frowned before nodding.
"Can I see your true form? I have no idea what a pureblood Sith is."
Harry considered the goblin's request before nodding. His appearance then changed to take the original one, that of a Pureblood Sith.
Mulnak's eyes widened as he saw Harry's true form. He had to admit that Harry's new form was much friendlier to the goblins, and even attractive. The goblin focused back on the parchment before snorting at seeing the third race of Harry.
"It had been a long time since this race had appeared ...", commented the goblin.
Harry watched him, slightly curious. He then saw Valkorion's spirit materialize beside him. Fortunately the goblins were totally unable to notice it. Harry stood up slightly to look at the parchment again before seeing what Mulnak was talking about.
"Celestial?" Harry asked simply, still intrigued by this race he did not know.
To his astonishment, he saw Valkorion's eyes widen before bending forward to eagerly read the parchment. Once assured of what he had seen, Valkorion settled quietly beside Harry, waiting for Mulnak's explanation, which was not long in coming.
"This is information we do not usually share, however, in the exceptional case we have, I guess I can introduce myself, Prince Hadrian , centuries ago when we started To practice inheritance tests, we discovered that ALL wizards, without the slightest exception, were so-called Celestials.
However, two centuries ago, inheritance tests ceased to display Celestials as a race, we assume that this is related to the dilution of the wizarding genetic inheritance which is therefore no longer powerful enough to display the race of Celestial. But do not be wrong, the wizards remain celestial, simply that their blood is diluted.
We have subsequently tried to learn more about this so-called Celestial race, and I must admit that what we have discovered is interesting. As far as we could learn, the Celestials are actually gods, or at least what comes closest to it. Everything proves that they have shaped our world in order to create I suppose a heritage through wizards. But our records state that the Celestials actually created more than that, they created all the existing magical races on this planet. Celestials are gods of magic, and that's why we pray continually for Mother-Magic, because in fact we pray the Celestials.
Do you understand the meaning of this my Prince? That means your blood is now powerful enough to be recognized as a full Celestial again ... "Mulnak explained with some desire.
Harry's eyes widened, as did Valkorion. It proved literally that Valkorion was completely wrong about the origin of the magic. Magic was not a bastard form of Force or a mutation, no, Magic was literally a divine power transcending the reality and space-time that only wizards and magical creatures had access to. That changed a lot of things, especially for Harry, since he was the first ever to control both Force and Magic.
"I see ... So if I understand correctly, muggles and wizards are not of the same race?" Asked Harry before Mulnak nodded, "That would mean that the Purebloods are in the truth about the purity of blood? "
Mulnak nodded once more.
"Indeed, the purity of blood is true, although we do not promote it, we know that muggleborns are actually descendants of Squibs, in fact, we think that Squibs are actually wizards having a magical core that is too powerful or tangled, which results in a magic block that prevents them from using it to protect them. We still do not know how to untie their blocks, that's why we never revealed our research, "Mulnak explained.
Harry nodded before giggling. In sum, as the test proved, her mother was not a Muggle-born, but a half-breed, which explained why Harry was considered a pureblood. He nodded, looking at the goblin.
"I wish to have a statement of my accounts, if possible," Harry asked.
Mulnak looked at him before nodding. He leaned gently on a stone on his desk before speaking quickly in the Goblin language. After two minutes a very old, richly dressed goblin entered the office.
"Prince Hadrian, this is Raknar, the Account Manager for the Peverell family," Mulnak quickly introduced, looking at the old goblin.
"Prince Hadrian, I'm honoured to finally be able to meet a Peverell family scion. It's been many years since my clan took care of your family's interests while waiting for a Peverell," said the goblin before nodding. head to Harry.
"Likewise, Manager Raknar," Harry replied.
"I propose to continue this interview in my office, if you allow me," Raknar said.
Harry nodded and the two individuals headed for Raknar's office, leaving behind Mulnak. At the end of two minutes, they arrived in a large office richly decorated with tapestries and various ornaments. It was probably one of the richest offices of any Gringotts, proving that Raknar administered the accounts of a very important family and especially very rich.
The two sat quietly.
"I'm the Peverell Account Manager, I do not have access to your other accounts at the moment, because you have not appointed a Senior Manager yet," the goblin explained with a hint.
Harry smiled and nodded.
"In this case, I appoint you Senior Manager of my accounts," Harry exclaimed.
The goblin smiled carnally before nodding, delighted.
"I understand you want a statement of your accounts and property, is that it?" Asked Raknar.
Harry just nodded imperiously. The goblin opened his drawer before pulling out a huge book that he handed to Harry.
"This book is magically connected to all your vaults," the goblin explained simply.
Harry did not waste time before opening the book, Valkorion reappearing to read over his shoulder.
Peverell Accounts:
Vault # 9 to # 20:
Currency: 2,589,542 G
Vault # 21 to 25:
Armour, weapons, wands, books, miscellaneous objects, miscellaneous furniture, family objects
Special Objects:
-Elder Wand of Death (Illegal Possession by Albus Dumbledore)
-Cloak of Invisibility of Death (Potter Manor, Wales)
- Resurrection Stone of Death - Lord's Ring (Gaunt's Shack, Little Hangleton, Horcrux)
Landed property:
-Peverell Manor (Wales , Fidelius )
-Manoir de la Vigne (France , Fidelius )
-Chalet Peverell (Norway)
-Duchy of Hogwarts
Shops:
-10% of the Diagon Alley
-5% of Knockturn Alley
-5% of the Horizon Alley
Other:
-1 Seat + Veto at the Board of Governors
-5 seats in the Wizengamot as Duke of Hogwarts.
-5 Seating to the Wizengamot as Marquis of Burginsham.
-5 Seating to the Wizengamot as Earl of Campshire.
Gryffindor Accounts:
Vault N ° 32:
Currency: 25,000 G
Vault # 33 to # 35:
Armour, weapons, wands, books, miscellaneous objects, miscellaneous furniture, family objects
Special Objects:
-Magical Hat (Hogwarts)
-Sword of Godric Gryffondor (Unknown)
Landed property:
- Gryffindor Castle (Godric's Hollow, Fidelius)
Shops:
-5% of the Diagon Alley
-10% of the Horizon Alley
Other:
-1 Seat on the Board of Governors
-5 seats in the Wizengamot as Earl of Godric's Hollow.
Slytherin Accounts:
Vault N ° 36:
- Currency: 50,000 G
Vault # 37 to # 39:
Armour, weapons, wands, books, miscellaneous objects, miscellaneous furniture, family objects
Special Objects:
-Locket of Salazar Slytherin (Square 12 Grimmauld, non-traceable (Fidelius), Horcrux)
- Sword of Salazar Slytherin (Slytherin Castle)
Landed property:
Slytherin Castle (Green Marshes, Fidelius)
shops:
-5% of the Diagon Alley
-10% of Knockturn Alley
Other:
-1 Seat at the Board of Governors
-5 seats in the Wizengamot as Earl of Green Marshes.
Evans Accounts:
Vault N ° 635:
- Currency: 10,000 G
Vault N ° 636:
Armour, weapons, wands, books, miscellaneous objects, miscellaneous furniture, family objects
Landed property:
-Evans Manor (England)
"So, Hogwarts does not belong to the founders but to the Peverell?", Harry asked, observing the information more than interesting.
Raknar nodded.
"Indeed, the Peverell family has allowed Godric Gryffindor, Salazar Slytherin, Rowena Ravenclaw and Helga Hufflepuff to use the renamed Peverell Castle and the surrounding lands to educate future generations. In exchange, a rent is collected on a continuous basis and a veto seat was awarded to the Peverell family.
I wish to make it clear that the Board of Governors is formally composed of six seats, one for the Peverell, one for each founder and one for the Hogwarts Headmaster. The other governors have governors only the title, they have no rights over the Hogwarts School and its lands. As a result, you have complete control over Hogwarts and its surroundings. Congratulations your grace, "Raknar explained with a sadistic smile.
The goblin was already imagining the horror on Dumbledore's faces, the Ministry, and of course, the Malfoys and other families believing themselves to be superior.
"According to our information, you are currently the richest wizard in Europe, followed by the Blacks, Delacour, Malfoy and Zabini.", Then commented the goblin.
Harry nodded as he learned the information. The old goblin decided to remove a box from one of his desk drawers before presenting it to Harry. When he opened the box, Harry smiled as he saw the rings present. There was a total of eight rings, three rings of Lord and five rings of Heir.
Raknar frowned as it missed two rings. It was missing Heir Potter's ring and Lord Peverell's Ring. Without losing a moment, the goblin decided to whisper a few words while tapping on the box with one of his claws, then showing the two extra rings. Harry reacts immediately by seeing the Peverell Ring and especially the Horcrux.
Even before Raknar could say anything, Harry grabbed the ring before using one of the techniques taught by Valkorion to absorb the soul piece and thereby add it to his power. Raknar watched the scene, stunned.
"You ... Have eaten a Horcrux?!" the goblin almost screamed in shock.
"Did you not say I was a god? After all, nothing is impossible for a god," Harry scoffed as the goblin nodded diligently.
Harry did not waste time and placed the ring on his right thumb before moving on with the other rings. They all merged to leave only a splendid gold signet ring set with the Resurrection Stone surrounded by various gems. Valkorion stared at the ring before frowning.
"This Resurrection Stone has nothing to do with the one I gave to the Peverell brothers, it is ... different, and I will even say much more powerful, how is it possible?" Asked the ghost.
Harry being the only one to hear him, he pretended not to have heard anything to prevent the goblin from knowing that there was someone else in the room. He frowned, however, as he watched the Resurrection Stone. He then tried to sound the Force before retiring immediately. The Power he felt in the Stone was so impressive that he felt like a miserable cockroach in front of a giant.
'How is it possible? Grandfather himself said that he was the so-called incarnation of the Death of the Peverell brothers. Is it possible that Death really appeared and changed the objects? ", Thought Harry with interest.
"As you can see, your rings have merged to show only the most important family. Unfortunately, I have no ring about the family of Zakel. It is obviously possible to forge one, if you wish. Regarding the rings, just imagine the ring of your choice to replace the one you wear, do you ever know if you want to use one of your other lordships? "Raknar then took it out of his thoughts.
Harry watched him before nodding.
"I wish to get a ring for Zakel's family, and I'm counting on you to have the best ring ever forged by the Goblin Nation, and I want to replace the Vault Peverell as Zakel's Vault and I want all my other Vaults to be transferred in. Once that's done, it will be necessary to close the other Vaults, so it will be easier to manage everything under the same name.
Expecting the importance of my legacy, I hope that the previous Account Managers will be employed to look after my new account while you will be the Senior Manager. ", Harry then commanded in an authoritative voice.
Raknar quickly wrote on a parchment while listening to his client's orders.
"Since you are Gringotts' major client, your ring will be made by none other than the Grand Master Jeweller Rakonar XVI, the best goblin jeweller for a thousand years, should we create a Heir's signet ring?" Asked Raknar.
Harry pretended to think before nodding.
"Indeed, it would be very nice to have an heir ring, will you have to warn Lord Potter and Lord Black about my Heir rings?" Harry asked.
Raknar shook his head in the negative.
"Gringotts is not obligated to proactively inform its customers about these things, but we will be obliged to inform them if they come to inquire," Raknar replied.
Harry nodded. He doubted that he should face his old family.
"I know Gringotts has an obligation to protect the privacy of their customers, but I have a very important question," Harry began.
Raknar raised his head before observing Harry. He motioned her to continue.
"I'm very intrigued about the burglary that took place in Gringotts, especially the stolen Vault, after all, I know exactly what was inside, however, I'm intrigued. I know you do not have to tell me, but do not you think it's weird that the Vault was emptied just before being burglarized? If he emptied the vault, he knew exactly what was going to happen, and that in a way, he knows who managed to break in to Gringotts? "Harry asked with a hint of Force in his voice.
Raknar's two eyebrows raised before a carnivorous smile took place on his face.
"You're quite right, my Prince, but it's impossible to tell you the name of the one to make the withdrawal, although I must admit that the half-giants are particularly simple." And Gringotts would be very grateful if the burglar came to be delivered, or at least punished as it should be, "replied the goblin.
Harry smiled as he heard Raknar's answer. He knew only one simple half-giant, and it was none other than Rubeus Hagrid. That automatically meant that the Philosopher's Stone was at Hogwarts, at home. But how to get to Hogwarts without arousing suspicion? Harry's eyes widened when he got the answer.
"Raknar, would it be possible for me to forge a new identity?" Harry asked with a mischievous smile.
Valkorion's ghost watched Harry, puzzled by his question before smiling, understanding where his descendant was coming from.
"Indeed, my Prince, what identity would you like?" Asked Raknar.
"I would like to be Harold Merlinus Tenebrae Peverell of Zakel, only seventeen years old with 28 O.W.Ls and 27 N.E.W.Ts, I will also have a Master's degree in Defense Against the Dark Arts and a Master's degree in Potions. I was home-schooled in my own home and would be recognized as a real genius. "Harry said quickly.
Raknar's eyes widened before nodding.
"This is perfectly possible, would you like to make a global name change so you can claim your seats from Wizengamot? If so, we will justify your inheritance as Heir Potter and Heir Black by choosing Magic and of Blood waited that the Black and Potter families are both related to the Peverell family Should we have Hadrian James Potter as dead? "asked Raknar.
Harry just nodded.
"In fact, I want Hadrian James Potter to be considered dead. Concerning my change of name, I want it global, and I would like an application regarding the position of Professorof Defense against the Dark Arts to be sent to Hogwarts. It's a request from Lord Peverell If Albus Dumbledore refuses my candidacy, I'll automatically name myself a professor as a Hogwarts governor, whether he likes it or not, "Harry ordered with a small smile.
The goblin nodded before talking to Harry about various topics. He then asked him to return on August 29 to receive the Lord's Ring from Zakel's family. Harry then left Gringotts with a purse directly connected to his vaults and a big smile. Without losing a moment, he went to Ollivanders for get a new wand, its old having lost its utility following its transformation.
When he entered the old shop, he was received by the old man with piercing blue eyes.
"Harry Potter ... No ... Mmmmmm ... You're no longer Harry Potter, or anyway, not totally. Holly wood, phoenix feather, 27.5 centimeters and very flexible, I feel that your wand is not right for you anymore, "greeted the old man, Garrick Ollivander.
Harry nodded.
"It is true that I am now much more than Harry Potter. I am now Harold Merlinus Tenebrae Peverell of Zakel, but you can call me Lord Peverell, Duke Peverell or Prince Harold of Zakel, I let you choose. I wish my old identity remains a secret, "Harry replied.
Garrick Ollivander nodded.
"Am I right in thinking you came for a new wand?" The old wizard asked excitedly.
Harry just nodded.
"Mmmmmm ... You've changed a lot, a premade magic wand will not be enough for you, it's been many years that I have not had the opportunity to make a custom wand, quickly follow me to the back of the shop. . ", exclaimed Ollivander before hopping to the back of the shop like a child surrounded by sweets.
Harry rolled his eyes before following the eccentric old man to the back of the shop. He was surprised to find dozens of pieces of wood and other incongruous objects. Not to mention the many pots, jars and basins filled with pieces of magic animals.
"Normally, I'll tell you to put your hand on every wood and every magic core, but I know you're not joking, so I'm going to ask you to completely unleash your magic in order to bring before you the ingredients you need to make your wand, or even your staff , "Garrick asked.
Harry just nodded before closing his eyes to focus. He felt his magic humming and purring in him, and without losing a moment, opened the valves to let his magic flow. Without realizing it, he lost his appearance to take back a Sith under the incredulous eyes of Garrick.
The old man nearly choked on seeing Harry's appearance but also feeling the magic power of Harry. He watched as the objects flew across the room. After a few seconds, various objects landed in front of Harry, and Harry opened his eyes again, controlling his magic again.
"I'm not going to question your appearance and assume that you have magical creature blood, so let's start," the old man said before taking all the items and heading to a small workshop.
Harry blushed slightly, noticing that he no longer had his human appearance, and without losing a moment retransformed himself, under the amused glance of Valkorion's spectre.
He then watched Garrick Ollivander make several gestures while murmuring in Gaelic. At the end of thirty minutes, the objects merged into a large black and white stick veined with mithril runes with a splendid black gem above. Garrick grabbed the stick before handing it to Harry.
"Mage Staff, 188 cm, rigid Elder wood bathed in the flames of the last Great Red Dragon five hundred years ago, mixed with yew and white oak, and has a triple core. Great Red Dragon, the same as the one who blew on this wood, a thestral hair and a Thunderbird feather, but it is not complete. You must now put your old wand against this stick. said Ollivander, looking at the stick with delight.
Harry nodded before drawing his wand to place it against the stick. The wand then sank into the stick to finally merge with.
"And there you go, the staff is now made up of four different woods and four cores, a perfect mix, if you like, and the gem that serves as a focus is none other than a very rare Black Diamond that was extracted three centuries ago by one of my ancestors from a meteorite, "said Garrick.
Harry thanked him before taking the stick in his hand. To his astonishment, the staff shrank to look like a magic wand. Ollivander clapped his hands.
"Excellent! Excellent! You are already able to change your staff, which means that you have bound yourself with it. Congratulations. That will cost you a thousand gallons!", Said the old man with a big smile.
Harry's eyes widened at the price ... very expensive. A thousand galleons paid five months' salary for a basic employee at the Ministry of Magic, the average salary of a wizard was 200 galleons. He sighed before plunging his hand into his purse to bring out another purse containing exactly 1,000 Galleons. Ollivander thanked him before quickly firing him from his stall.
Harry sighed, and without losing a moment, used his Lord's ring as a Portkey to join Peverell Manor. He took the opportunity to contact 2V-R8 and order him to take the ship directly to his property.
He was really looking forward to returning to Hogwarts.