Subtle Torture and Meeting Goblins
Chapter Three
Harry walked down the road towards the leaky cauldron, he couldn’t believe how easy that had been, and he was actually surprised that it had been as painless as it was. At this point he couldn’t help turning to look behind him; nor could he help the giggle that popped from his mouth at seeing uncle Vernon and aunt petunia cringe away from his gaze.
He stood there for a few moments waiting for them to catch up to him giving them an impatient look. ‘Will you hurry up already” he growled at them, “if you want to be rid of me, you’d better get a move on or they’ll close and we’ll have to come again tomorrow” at that they picked up speed and caught up with him. They both jerked in shock when he reached up and grabbed one of each of their hands, “You can’t see it but it’s right through here, now remember to keep your mouths shut or you may get killed, insulting these people is not at all intelligent. They get rather testy.” With that he led the two straight through the door of the leaky cauldron and led them through to the bar.
When he finally reached it, he lifted up onto his tippy toes and asked “Tom, could you let us through to Diagon alley? We need to get dad a new wand, his got broke.” Tom looked over the bar at the apparently 4 year old boy, and smiled broadly, “be glad to m’boy, by the way, what is your name?”
Harry grinned as he replied “I’m Chaostri” and then followed Tom to the door, and smiled at him again as he led his aunt and uncle through towards Gringotts Bank. He loved the constipated expressions that were at this point pretty much glued onto their faces. When he finally got into the bank he dragged them over to the front station of the head goblin. Harry looked up at the imposing looking goblin and said “Excuse me, but could we arrange to meet with manager Ragnarock please?” The chief goblin looked glanced down in shock at the positively tiny human in front of him who dared to request a meeting with the head of the goblin clans of England… and stranger yet, he did this in gobbledygook!
Shaking off his shock the goblin sneered down at him, and demanded “who are you to demand an audience with Ragnarock?”
The boy responded “I am Chaostri the betrayed, Lord of Life, last of the Chaos beasts. I come seeking the aid of the goblins.” The chief floor goblin met the eyes of the small boy, and decided that he would allow the boy a chance to meet the Elder Ragnarock. After all if the boy was who and what he said he was then he didn’t want to be the one to get in his way. He stepped down from his podium and gestured for the boy and his escorts to follow him, and led them to an office deep in the core of Gringotts.