Heir of Merlin and Forgotten Race

The room was silent for quite a few minutes as the goblins allowed me to absorb and process this new information. I, Alexander Prince, am the Heir of Merlin himself. That is not something you typically throw at an eleven year old. "What about Harry Potter, my brother?"

The old goblin rubbed his chin "While it is unlikely he would not be able to become the Heir unless, one, he also has begun to awaken his dragon bloodline and, two, you died. I myself believe that the reason you awakened your bloodline is due to the two branches reconnecting due to your birth."

Ok that makes sense. "Wait what about the werewolf bloodline. Where did it come from?"

The goblin looks back down at the parchment "It came from your great grandmother Nerium who was a werewolf but whose bloodline did not entirely effect her daughter. Seeing how Aurora or Alexia never showed any werewolf like traits during full moons. As to why they both mutated in you I can only guess your dragon side devoured the werewolf side and that lead to some kind of fusion."

"Actually the werewolf thing kinda makes since" My mother finally spoke so I looked at her for confirmation "Well you weren't supposed to be born for a few more days but on July 27th there was a Lunar Eclipse. That night I went into early labor almost as soon as the sun went down and you were born mere hours later just before midnight." Ah mom did say I was born a little early but this does give an acceptable reason, well as acceptable as you can get when magic and werewolves are suddenly involved.

"Lord Prince" Ragnok spoke "Why we called this meeting is to confirm you as the true Heir of Merlin and to discuss your vaults. Now you do have access to the Addams, Vindice, Emrys, and your Potter Trust vault. Though the Addams and Vindice vaults will need to be transferred to this branch. But you do not have full access to your other vaults til you either get emancipated or become of age. But you may withdraw money from them. Would you like us to begin the transfer?" I give my nod of approval "Good now we would like to take you to the Emrys vault as it was also willed by Merlin for his heir to be shown the vault as soon as possible. Elder Runetooth is the keeper of the Emrys Contract and the only goblin allowed to open the vault"

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"That was awesome! Can we go again?" I was practically bouncing in the cart after that ride. What can I say I love the excitement. Some call me a young Adrenalin Junky. Mom blames it on the comics I read. The goblins seemed to find it amusing since normally wizards puke or something but this was the first time someone seemed to have fun on the ride.

"Now Lord Prince I require you to cut your palm and place it on the door. If it accepts you you will be added into the wards." I noticed the word IF in that sentence "

And if it doesn't accept me?" The old goblin gave a vicious smirk

"Well if one isn't accepted they will be sucked into a pocket vault where they would stay until they die" So if I am accepted it is fine if not I die. Wonderful... I cut open my palm and I push it against the vault door. their is a warm pulsating under my hand then a sort of tingle down in my stomach then it ends "Seems you got accepted." Ragnok speaks in some foreign language I do not understand and my cut heals. While he does this Runetooth unlocks the vault.

Now here is what I expected. I expected lots of money in the vault, books, perhaps jewelry and artifacts. What I didn't expect was what I did see in the vault, if it can be called that. First off this vault was the size of a Grand Hall or Throne Room in a palace. There was money in but it was overshadowed by the raw ores and ingots of various minerals in one pile. from floor to ceiling was a pile of gold and silver ingots and ores. There were strange objects lying around all over, chest of jewels and jewelry. Enough books to fill up an entire library and even more things. But at the very center of the room on a plush cushion was an egg the size of an ostrich egg and beside that an old leather bound journal.

"You have access to everything in the vault but according to the contract you need to take the journal and egg. The egg is a Soul Bonding egg. Very. very rare, probably the last one even. The Soul Bonding egg requires you to inject your magic within it. It will then absorb your magic and begin to bond with you but it will also examine and absorb part of your soul. Don't panic Lord Prince it is perfectly harmless. Magic itself will examine your soul and create the creature most suited to you inside the egg. The creature will then be like your other half, bond to you so no one else can take it. You will also gain some traits or abilities from the creature. The last person to have used one was Mateo the Scorpius in 1666. A feared wizard whose soul familiar was a All Venom Scorpion. A scorpion said to have over 1000 different venom's and poisons"

"That sounds neat but are you sure there is no repercussions from this egg, also you said it will choose the perfect match so I assume you will have some record of these creatures?"

The old goblin rubs it's beard "There shouldn't be an issue with the bonding process as for your other question magic should inject the knowledge of the creature into you. Magic is like an archive. Anything to do with magic is saved inside it and ones who know how to access it can know anything Magic does. It is rumored the Vindice had a ritual to access Magics records one time. I suggest you do the bonding here as the vault has enchantments that will make sure that the bonding is not known outside."

I guess I should. Walking up the the egg I put my hand on it "Now just focus your magic into your palm" I think the elderly goblin forgot that normally an eleven year old should not know how to use magic like that. Luckily I have been playing with magic for a while so I know how to do that. I push my magic into the egg and then like a blackhole it began draining me sucking in everything. I try to pull my hand back but it is stuck. I feel a sharp pain course through my body as if I am being split in half. Vision is getting blurry legs weak. Warmth passes through me. It feels nice like being wrapped in the arms of an angel. I feel my rip being mended and something else being fixed in place inside me.

I blink and in my hand is no longer an egg but a pinkish blob thing about the size of a thumb lightly floating just barely off my hand. It's body seems to form bubbles around it. I can't see a mouth or eyes or any other features on it.

A piercing pain enters my mind as Magic forces the knowledge of the creature into me. From what magic has given me I can see that this creature is called an Amalgi. It is an ancient race that was mostly harmless. An Amalgi took on the traits of the thing it ate first and the thing it ate most. So if it ate a poisonous plant it would become poison. If it ate metal it would make metal from it's body and so on. Ancient wizards would force feed newborn Amalgi potions because then the amalgi will create the potion inside their body indefinetly leaving the wizards with an infinite supply. They would also feed it other materials so they could harvest them right from the amalgis body. As an amalgi can only have one trait. Or at least until the mutation occurred.

A newborn amalgi was pink unlike it's clear brethren. No one though it was odd and treated it like the others but this time the Amalgi didn't just get one trait. For it was what was classified as a Royal Amalgi. Sadly the potion given to this amalgi was a poison instead. That held acromatula venom and fire drake fang. The amalgi took traits straight from the essence (or DNA) of the thing they are feed. So this Amalgi took form of an eight legged creature with fire on it's body and shot out flaming webs since it took the full essense straight from the ingredients. It began to attack the wizards and began to eat anything thus gaining more and more traits. It took over 100 wizards and witches to fully bring the creature down after an intense battle that spanned 4 days. By the time it was killed the Amalgi had thousands of different legs, a head full of thorns, 17 eyes, pincers, a snake like body, and etc (imagine some demonic mutated centipede) After that all the amalgi, regardless if they were normal or not, were wiped out so no one would have to deal with another Gluttony, as the Royal Amalgi was named. All records of the Amalgi were wiped out from the records of wizards.

Magic also informs me that due to my soul bond and my half of soul being the first thing the Royal Amalgi absorbed it will not go on a gluttonous rampage. Also due to the fusion I got a partial Metamorphmagus traits. Partial because I can only take on the traits of things my Amalgi soul partner takes on. "I think I will name you Envy." The blob in my hand nuzzles against my fingers "Aw so cute~" One of the goblins raised a brow at me and I semi glare at them "What?"

The goblin shakes his head "Nothing"

"Alright then back to business. Can you take half the gold in the vault and convert it into galleons for me. Also I would like you to see if there is any place studying to make technology compatible with magic."

Ragnok speaks up at this "There is a small company in Japan that has made one such breakthrough, though it is only one prototype item they call it a MMP or Magic Music Player. The companies name is Toys of Raijin"

I nod "If you can get me in contact with them. I will see if I can get them to open a branch in Diagon Alley also I would like to get me one or two of those MMP's. Also can I entrust Gringotts to purchase some items for me or would I need to see someone else about such a service?"

Ragnok thinks it over a bit "We can procure you some items for a fee of 15% I suppose. No one else has ever asked us to do so so we never thought about it. We do make portkeys for some wizards and offer some other services such as warding."

"Wonderful can you ward mine and my mothers home with the best wards I can afford"

The goblin chuckled "Lord Prince with how much you own right now you can buy everything in Diagon Alley, from whats in the shops to the shops themselves, and your wealth would still not be even half gone"

I chuckle "Well then a Prince always gets the best that is what my mother says. So the best wards. Also see if you can arrange me some items such as scales, fur, venom or whatever from magical creatures. In small amounts and only a little per creature. I don't need a gallon of venom or anything like that. Just take the money and the fee from the vaults." I grab the journal. It was time to go home.