6 Diagon Alley

Harry woke up with the sun on his eyes, grumbling a little and covering his face with his pillow. He mumble "Why did I make this enchantment again?"

He wanted to sleep a little more, but the sound of barks woke him up.

He put away the pillow and looked at the sky while narrowing his eyes. In an afternoon of boredom he decided to enchant his ceiling to be see-through, this was really great at night, but waking up every day with sunlight in your face wasn't nice.

The sound of barks keeps going, making him look at the side.

On the wall, there was a painting of four animals, a black dog looking like a Grimm, a really big grey wolf, a stag and a doe.

The animals were really beautiful and playing in the forest, making a really fun view.

* Bark-bark! *

Except for the black dog, the dog keeps barking at him. Making him regret his creative moments.

Yes, sunlight on your face plus a barking dog as an alarm was not the best way to wake up.

Harry sat on his bed, now looking at his bedroom, he had completely changed his room, and it was now full of enchantments. He had also expanded the room a little, not too much, but enough so that he could now have a bathroom and a library space.

The room was full of plants, they weren't magical ones, but the fresh air they brought to the room made them feel magical enough.

Harry, when to the wall and pat the head of the black dog, this was the only way to make the alarm turn off.

He then summoned a journal from his shelf and slowly walked to a big hammock in the corner of the room.

He plopped itself on the hammock making it rock to the sides, Harry started to look from his room at the garden, he had a great view.

While looking at the view, he was passing his finger over the still closed journal, it was his mother's one, and he had a recent obsession to caress the journal when in deep thoughts.

He keeps at it for a little while, and then he mumbles to himself "Happy birthday, Harry".

It was now July 31, it had been more than one month since he received his letter from Hogwarts. Still, he hasn't got any response, neither did the teacher nor Hagrid appear.

He hoped that it would be today, just like last time. Still, he was a little put out about it, he wanted to buy a better Rune carving kit, starting his potion laboratory wasn't a bad idea too.

"A waste of time"

He didn't dare to go at Diagonally by himself, not that he couldn't, Ava had even told him that she would accompany him, but he didn't want her to be on the radar of anyone; most of the shop had wards that noted the names of people entering, it was a pretty normal security measure and it was great for catching unaware muggle-borns buying 'Ilegal' ingredients or book with special permits; not that the shopkeepers would said anything, but should the occasion pass, they were obliged to give the information to the Aurors.

So yes, he wasn't going there without a teacher, at least this year. After his first trip, he could go again.

At least he used the time on other things, thinking about it he made a proud smile.

Harry James Potter was an Animagus! And he didn't have only one form but two! And both of them were magical!

Thinking about his Animagus Harry closed his eyes and started to transform.

His foot started to expand, making it look like a really long hand, his legs shrunk in size and white hair started to cover him. Next, it was posture, with the sound of cracking bones, he started to bend a little while shrinking.

As he was shrinking in size, the rest of his body also started to grow long, silky and white hair, this continued in all of his body.

The small white, hairy Harry jumped from his hammock with a lot of agility, making his fluffy white tail sway around and entered the bathroom, seeing the now tall sink, he climbed the toilet and then made a long jump toward the top of the said sink.

He was now in front of the mirror looking at his reflection.

He couldn't stop thinking about how cool his Animagus form was.

A Demiguise! He was a fucking Demiguise! The only difference between a normal one was his green eyes, his hair was white like a normal one. He thought that it was thanks to his Methamorphmagus abilities. Still, it was a shame that he couldn't use it on his Demiguise form.

Harry looked at himself in the mirror and started to make weird poses in front of it. Almost two weeks, and he wasn't tired of it.

Still, it had been a little weird at first.

Why a Demiguise? The only answer he could think of was time. Demiguise had the power to look at the future for 3 seconds, though he loved more the ability to be invisible. He knew that he would use it a lot in Hogwarts.

Thinking of Hogwarts, Harry frowned at his face (imagine a Demiguise). He needed to make his Animagus form legal, and for that, he needed to choose one of the two.

Thinking about this, Harry changed to his second animal, this time the Demiguise put himself on four legs. The hair became shorter and black, while the face started to have felines traits.

A couple of seconds later, instead of a Demiguise was a black cat, this form felt awful though. It was as if something was wrong, and he didn't understand what.

First of all, he knew that it was magical, he just knew it, but he couldn't find any special ability.

The second one, when he was doing his Animagus ritual, he saw a really big black panther with bright green eyes like an orb or something like it at least.

But after transforming, he became a normal house cat, it was disappointing, enough that he was thinking of using this form for his Animagus license.

The reason why Harry wanted to have a license was that he had two forms, it didn't make send not to grab one when he still had a hidden card to use. The fact that he had one form legal, and one public would make his Demiguise form way better and serve him as a great excuse should he need it.

Harry changed back to his Demiguise form, he felt stuffy in his cat form.

Jumping from the sink, he went again to the hammock and while lying down, he was thinking about his birthday. Surprised enough, his aunt had told him that he should take the day off, and she would prepare breakfast. More surprising was that she asked him for his favourite dessert.

Harry, of course, said creme brûlée, it wasn't his favourite, but it was Fleur, and he wanted something that would make him remember her.

Thinking about his favourite dessert, Harry shook his head. In the past, he would have said that it was treacle tart, but after finding out that it was how they administered love potions, he started to hate them. He could probably puke if he ate one of them.

Harry scowl a little, he hated how many things had been ruined.

'Stop it, Potter! It's your birthday! Stop thinking!'

The Demiguise Harry slapped his cheeks and instead of thinking, opened his mother's journal and started reading.

Time passed until two loud bangs followed by a "Harry! Come down, there is food and cake!"

Harry opened his eyes back in surprise, sending Tempus charm, the words [13hs] appeared.

He had been spacing out for six hours!

Thinking of the time, and his stomach grumbling in protest, Harry got out of the hammock

* Thud* the Demiguise was with his face on the floor, he had forgotten that he was still a small monkey!

"Ouch"

Harry transformed again while caressing his face and went down.

Once in the kitchen, his aunt was serving food to Dudley.

Dudley looked at him and with his mouth full said "Haghppy Brirghday Haghgy!"

Harry snorted in amusement and said "Thanks, big D"

His cousin sent him a thumb up while eating.

It had been amazing how much his Cousins changed, he had lost a lot of weight, he was still fat, but his face had deflated a lot, and he was not panting after only walking for five minutes.

His thoughts were interrupted by his aunt "Happy birthday, Harry"

In front of him, there was a plate of pesto making Harry's eyes become a little red.

His aunt saw this and just patted his arms two times.

Harry started eating while chatting with his cousin and aunt, they had made plans to go to the zoo. Dudley had been a little put out about it that they didn't go on his birthday party.

Harry, who didn't care about his birthday, asked his aunt about it, who agreed.

His aunt also wanted to invite his friend Ava, but she had a lot of work lately.

Still, he didn't mind going with the two of them.

The family of three left for the zoo.

Once in the zoo, Harry wanted to go where the snakes were. His aunt apparently didn't like them, so he said to his cousin "Hey, Dud, stay protecting your mom while I'm going to see the snakes really fast".

Dudley was going to whine a little, but hearing the words 'protect your mom' had strung a chord in him, so with his chest out, he patted Harry's back two times

"Don't worry, I will protect her!"

Petunia only looked at Dudley with a small smile.

Harry was now in front of the snakes, especially in front of a boa constrictor. This boa was the same one he had freed in his past life, seeing it there he banished the glass.

The snake slid through the floor and before leaving he said "Gracias, amigo!"

Harry started to laugh, he didn't need to free the boa, but he wanted to do it, for the old times.

While looking at the boa leaving, Harry started to remember the dumb book written by Rita Skeeter. The book was called [Voldemort and Harry Potter: Coincidences or something more]. The book was full of shit, as always. His favourite chapter was the one that explained how Nagini Voldemort's snake was the same as the one from the zoo. Harry shook his head while thinking 'They aren't even the same species! One is a Boa and the other is a Viper!'. Still, the book had been really fun to read. He had long ago accepted that he was famous, so he started to enjoy these things. He was not Lockhart, but he didn't have any problem signing some autographs.

Thinking about books and signings, he needed to call a lawyer, there were too many people making money from his name!

Harry started to walk to his aunt and cousin, seeing them laugh and smile made him think that sending Vernon to prison had been the best idea ever.

It was now 19hs, his aunt and cousin had left the house for a vacation. He had explained two weeks earlier that someone from Hogwarts would take him buying his school things, so he convinced his aunt to go away and take a small vacation with Dudley.

He had told her and Dudley that after today he would not come back until the second week of July.

His aunt in a surprise turn of events told him that she would divorce his uncle. These two months had been happy enough for her to start looking at his life. Harry for the first time in his life hugged her.

His aunt also said that she would move out, but they would wait for him, still, they would start a new life. Harry had even told her that France may be a nice option, and if she needed money, he wouldn't have any problem giving it.

Still, the news of his mother's sister finally stopping being a bitch had been the best birthday ever.

Harry was in his room holding a picture of his mother when she was a child. In the picture she should not be more than six, he had never seen one of her when younger.

Seeing the picture, Harry smiled and started to tell her about how his whole day went. He would laugh and sometimes put a series of faces on. He was speaking as if she was here with him. It was not until 20hs that he stopped speaking.

* Ding Dong*

The sound of the bell sounded again, making Harry starts walking down.

When walking, Harry heard two loud knocks on the door *Thud Thud* the sound had been strong enough to make the door shake. Harry smiled and screamed "Coooming!" He only knew one person that could shake a door by knocking two times.

Harry put his best child face and opened the door a little while taking a peek.

In front of him, there was a knee?... Harry heard a deep voice say "Up here,' Arry! Yeh have your mom's eyes!".

Harry looked up and opened his eyes wide, he had gotten used to being short, but seeing Hagrid look as tall as a mountain took him a little by surprise.

Hagrid seeing his eyes open wide said with a smile "I'm 'agrid I came from Hogwarts to buy yeh'r things for school"

Harry nodded his head and opened the door. Before Hagrid entered, Harry said, "Watch your head!"

"Hahahaha don't worry 'Arry! I'm used to-Ouch!" Hagrid was scratching his head, something had hit him.

Looking down, it was a rubber duck?

Harry looked at Hagrid and with his best innocent voice said "I told you to watch your head!"

Harry kept walking to the kitchen while shaking his head as a father disappointed with his child.

Hagrid was plaster with a dumb face, not understanding what was happening.

Seeing that Hagrid wanted to sit on the kitchen chairs, Harry cast a Strengthening charm.

"Hooo really nice chairs there"

Harry nodded his head, "They are nice. Watch your head!"

This time Hagrid moved his head to the side.

* thud*

Looking down, it was another rubber duck.

Hagrid looked at Harry and asked "Ducks?"

Harry shrugged his shoulders and said "The climate had been weird lately"

After saying this, from the backyard rubber ducks started to fall, thus making Hagrid more confused.

Harry seeing Hagrid's face smiled and said "It must be the Nargles"

Hagrid started to laugh and remembered something, he grabbed a smushed box from his enormous coat pockets.

Seeing the box, Harry smiled a little.

Hagrid said, "'appy birthday, arry!"

Harry opened the box with a big smile on his face, "Cake? Thanks, Hagrid!"

Harry went to grab some plates and forks, in his past life he had not tasted the cake.

Hagrid on the other hand asked Harry "Are you alone here?"

Harry nodded his head and still with a smile responded "Yep, my aunt and cousin went for vacation, they invited me, but I needed to buy my school things".

"A'ye, maybe next time? 'Right?"

Harry nodded his head and started serving the cake.

Harry knew the menace that was the rock cakes of Hagrid, so he tasted the cakes with a lot of trepidation.

Putting it in his mouth made his eyes open wide in surprise, the cake had deep coffee and chocolate flavour. It was really nice.

Hagrid with his mouth full asked, "Do you have some tea?"

Harry nodded and started to make one, while doing it Hagrid grabbed the news from his pocket.

It was after eating the cake and drinking the tea that Hagrid told Harry "We are sleeping on Diagonally today, 'kay?"

Harry instead of going to sleep in the garbage can that was The Leaky Cauldron, asked Hagrid.

"Why not sleep here? We can go tomorrow morning" After saying this, rubber ducks started to fall from the sky like a storm. Harry looked at the ducks with a little fright and said "I don't think the weather is good right now".

Seeing the pouring rubber ducks, Hagrid paled a little.

It was like this that Harry saved himself from a night full of fleas.

Remembering his first night with magical fleas, Harry trembled in real fright.

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The next morning, Harry woke Hagrid up with a proper feast.

Hagrid seeing the table full of food hugged Harry while saying

"You're great like yeh parents 'arry!"

It was after eating that Hagrid grabbed his watch and looked at it in horror.

"" Bliyme, we are late for Gringotts!"Hagrid grabbed his coat and umbrella and left the table almost running.

Harry, who was just behind him. Didn't forget to keep acting up and said"What is Gringotts?"

"The bank!"Arry the bank!"

Harry was currently flying while inside a motorbike, the motorbike was a 1959 Triumph 650 in black colour while the sit attachment at the side was completely white.

They had travelled for around an hour, and every couple of minutes Hagrid would scream at him trying to make conversation, the problem was that he couldn't listen to anything.

He was sure that they had screamed 'WHAT!' at each other since they had left the ground.

It was only after 30 more minutes that they reached the Leaky Cauldron.

Seeing the old wooden sign, he exhaled a little, he couldn't lie and say that he wasn't nervous.

Honestly, he had a lot of anxieties at the moment.

After all, it was going to be his first time in the magical world since coming here, and that also meant that from now on he needed to be full-alert. Magic was a wonderful thing, but it was also dangerous, and he, being the most famous eleventh-year old... Yes, they would probably look at him as if a lamb to the slaughterhouse.

He took a last big breath and prepare himself. 'Come on, Potter! You need to show your best Lockhart smile!'

Hagrid and Harry entered the pub, as they walked to Tom, he could see the gaze of all the drunkards inside.

Tom looked at Hagrid and while sending a smile, asked "Ah, Hagrid! The usual, I presume?"

Hagrid shook his head while responding; "No thanks, Tom. I'm on official 'ogwarts business today. Just helping young 'arry here buy his school supplies"

Tom opened his eyes wide and looking intensely at Harry said: "Bless my soul. It's Harry Potter".

The pub went silent, the chattering and the sound of metal disappearing.

A man stood up and shook Harry's hand while saying "Welcome back, Mr Potter, welcome back."

A witch follow through and also shakes his hand while presenting herself

"Doris Crockford, Mr Potter. I can't believe I'm meeting you at last."

A man in black robes, with a purple turban on his head appears. Harry looked at him and sent him a charming smile, the same he had sent to the last two people, though this smile was more honest than the other two, after all, he was seeing his first victim, Professor Quirrell.

Quirrel looked down at Harry and while stuttering said

"Harry P-potter. C-can't tell you how pleased I am to meet you"

Hagrid sent a smile at the stuttering professor, but before he could speak, Harry interrupted.

"Oh, nice to meet you." While saying this, Harry grabbed the hand of the professor, making him take a step back.

Harry looked at him with innocent eyes and said

"Did I scare you? I'm sorry" Harry looked down in shame, but the professor was saved by Hagrid who said

"Hello, Professor. I didn't see you there. Harry, this is Professor Quirrell. He'll be your Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts"

Quirrel smiled an looking at Harry with a forced smile, said

"F-fearfully fascinating subject. N-not that you need it, e-eh, Potter? Hehe"

Harry wanted to make him a little uncomfortable and asked "He? Why?"

After Harry asked why the people who heard this became silent.

Hagrid interrupted the awkward moment.

"Yes, well, I must be going now. Lots to buy. Heh"

Harry wanted to keep bothering the two-faced coward, but the people around them hearing that they were leaving started to get close to Harry while asking to shake his hand.

Harry, of course, didn't mind and kept shaking hands until Hagrid made him stop.

When it was over, Harry looked at Quirrel that was looking at him with an intense look and while sending a smiling wave said: "Good-bye, professor."

The two leave into a back room winery in front of a brick wall.

Hagrid looked at Harry with a proud smile on his face and said "See, Harry, you're famous!"

"But why am I famous, Hagrid? All those people back there, how do they know who I am?"

Inside his mind, Harry was getting annoyed, acting was getting extremely cumbersome.

"I'm not exactly sure I'm the right person to tell you that, Harry" While saying this, Hagrid started to tap the brick wall with his umbrella. Harry, while looking at him, was thinking 'from the rubbish bin three up and two across'. Harry put a nostalgic face seeing this, he didn't even remember when the last time he entered Diagon Alley from the brick wall was. Learning to Apparate had never made him use the entrance again.

After Hagrid taped the brick walls; The blocks started to shift and open up to reveal a hidden, busy street.

Hagrid looked at Harry and opened his arms wide and as if welcoming him home, he said:

"Welcome, Harry, to Diagon Alley"

Harry only sent him showing teeth smile.

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Harry and Hagrid were walking fast towards Gringotts.

If Harry could see his face, he would start laughing his ass off. He looked like his first time in the alley, still, with a broad grin plastered on his face, he kept looking at everything as if it was new.

Of course, this time he was just happy to see so many open stores, so many old faces.

Even the screeching of the owls in their cages was different back then…the third war had left the Alley into a dark and empty mess, it had never been the same, at least for him, seeing all the new reparations in the shop with more 'modern' facade had completely stole the magic and old charm that it have right now.

Even if dirty and with the building looking half bent, he still preferred this.

While walking, Harry heard two kids talking.

"It's a world-class racing broom. Look at it, it's the new Nimbus 2000! It's the fastest model yet!"

Hearing this, Harry ran towards the window store and pluck his face in it. He couldn't stop admiring the beauty of the vintage brooms. He also looked at the Nimbus with lodging in his eyes, that had been his second gift in his life!

"'Arry! Just like your father. Already want to play Quidditch?"

Harry looked at Hagrid and asked, "What is Quidditch?"

Hagrid laughed out loud and said, "Hooo you will see when you go to Hogwarts. I'm sure that you are going to be a great player!".

Harry nodded his head and kept following Hagrid.

Hagrid still hanging on the brooms asked Harry "Are you going to buy one 'arry?"

"But, Hagrid, how am I to pay for it? I don't have any money"

Hagrid just pointed at a tall white building with his finger and said: "Well, there's your money,'arry. Gringotts, the Wizard Bank, T'aint no place safer, 'cept perhaps Hogwarts"

Seeing the snowy white building towering over the other little shops made Harry put a scowl on his face.

Hooo, how he hated the little ugly things. greddy backtasbers the lot of them!.

Harry kept walking behind Harry, while looking at the ground, there wasn't anything important to look here.

Thinking about the little money-grubber's, he decided to make his own bank!

It wasn't illegal to have one, the problem was that wizards didn't trust each other with their money, but he came for the future, he had enough technology inside his mind to do any business he wanted.

While thinking about how to screw the goblins over, Harry found himself in front of a wood counter. Seeing the tall wooden counter, Harry snorted, something that didn't go unnoticed by the goblin.

Hagrid cleared his throat and said to the ugly looking goblin "Mr Potter wishes to make a withdrawal"

The goblin stopped looking at Harry and instead while looking up said: "And does Mr Potter have his key?" "Oh. Wait a minute. Got it here somewhere" Hagrid started to put different objects on the top of the counter, there were papers, a chocolate frog box and…a rubber duck. "Hah. Here's the little devil". Hagrid gives the key to the goblin.

The goblin looked at the key as if it were a piece of turd and cleaned it with a silk handkerchief.

"Oh, and there's something else as well. Professor Dumbledore gave me this. It's about you-know-what in vault you-know-which" Hagrid handed the Goblin a letter wrapped in strings.

"Very well. Follow me!"

While going through a hallway full of doors, Harry asked Hagrid.

"Mmm, Hagrid, why do you have my vault key?"

Hagrid looked at Harry and slapped his back two times, making Harry almost fall to the ground and said: "Ho, Professor Dumbledore was keeping it safe, great man he is!"

He wanted his vault key, so he asked Hagrid "Then can I keep it now?"

Hagrid looked at him with a thinking face and, shrugging his big shoulder, he said "Ye! I don't think there will be a problem. But…are you sure that you can keep it safe 'arry?"

Harry hit his chest two times and with a proud voice said "Don't worry, I will keep it safe"

"Hahaha, of course you do! You are Harry Potter!"

Harry shook his head while thinking about Hagrids' death, he had died protecting students from the Death Eaters. It took 15 curses to take him down, the final one had been the Avada Kedavra.

'I really need to public the Anti-Dark Magic Book'. The book had been the biggest bestseller in the Magical World, it was a staple title all around the world. The book had been coo written by twenty's of the greatest Grand Master of Defense Against the Dark Arts, he had been one of them.

The greatest spell in the book? A shield against the killing curse, an anti-Imperio ward plus some variety charms to not suffer the Cruciatus curse.

Thinking about all his colleges in the Association Against the Darks Arts makes him put on a melancholy face.

Good for him, Hagrid, not the Goblin, noted his face and was now in front of a wooden cart.

He smiled, the carts were the only thing that Gringotts had that was good enough to not reform. It was also the only agreement that he would probably ever have with the little money grabbers. Seeing the panic face of wealthy Purebloods would never get old.

The group was racing down the depths of the cavern, Harry was with his hand up like a roller coaster making the Goblin put a scowl on his face. Poor Hagrid was with his face in full green and his mouth shut, trying not to puke, probably.

The cart stopped and the group looked down, Hagrid was grabbing his knees and breathing heavily.

Meanwhile, Harry started to look at the Goblin, he did not pay attention to anything going on inside the bank, that was how much he hated it. But, looking at the goblin, Harry's eyes pulsed in green.

It was the bastard who had betrayed him, Griphook! Seeing his face, Harry wanted to pounce at him and beat the shit out of him.

Before Griphook looked at him, Harry calmed himself, it was not the time, yet.

Harry stopped looking at Griphook and instead put all his attention on the big vault door.

"Vault 687. Lamp, please." Hagrid handed Griphook the lamp, and he walks to the vault.

"Key, please" Hagrid handed the key to Griphook.

Griphook went in front of the door and put the key in the middle.

* Click click. Clack clack*

The bricks of the door started to move like a puzzle, making the round stone door pulse with power.

The colour of the stone started to become more transparent until it only left a silver-curtain-like substance on it.

Harry entered the vault, Hagrid and Griphook stayed behind.

Passing through the silk-like door was always weird, like showering in a pool of slimy goo.

Seeing the room filled with gold to the ruff made Harry shake his head. In his past life he was too happy with his small freedom to put a lot of attention to things like gold, and, of course, it had bitten him in the ass. When he found out that Molly had been stealing gold from him for years, it was already late.

Harry started walking towards the right corner of the room. Harry looked at it with a frown on his face, there wasn't anything! He was sure that it should be full of books, portraits and all the old things that had been in the Potter cottage at Godrick's Hollow. His mother had been smart enough to charm the whole house to empty by itself should they die.

He was sure that the ministry would have stolen everything should she not charmed the house.

Still, it was weird that there wasn't anything here…

Harry put his right hand into a fist, leaving a small space and then rest it on his mouth.

He then started to blow wind into the fist.

From his fist, sand started to flow like a water jet.

Harry aimed it to the corner and then made a spin showering the rest of the room on the golden sand.

The golden sand started to disappear and in place images of objects started to blink, appearing and dissipating in place.

He scowled his face and screamed, "You fucking goblins dare to bring someone inside here!"

He started to pump magic into both of his hands, after a couple of seconds, he opened both of his hands.

From the tips of his fingers, blue tendrils started to appear. Harry moved his hand like a claw, making all the tendrils tense. They now looked like spears.

Taking a good aim, he sends all the tendrils all around the vault.

* Crash! *

The tendrils stabbed the air followed by the sound of broken glass.

What had been a vault full of gold was now like a museum, full of paintings, clothing, armours and books,

Harry didn't care and instead walked towards the corner, there, covered by a white fabric, there were his parents' portraits.

Harry banished the fabric and looked at the portraits.

He couldn't stop thinking about how they would have helped in his first life when he was an eleven-year-old brat.

Harry didn't activate the portraits, he didn't want to activate them and then not speak to them. He was going to wait until he repaired his home.

Thinking about his home, he needed to hire a lawyer fast, the ministry was using his home as a museum, and the bastards didn't even pay for the land!

Harry put his hand inside his pockets and grabbed a miniaturized wooden trunk.

Harry throws it up in the air, making the trunk expand. With another charm, the trunk opened while floating in the air.

Harry closed his eyes and moved a lot of magic toward the whole vault.

All the objects started to float and like a rapid river, the whole content of the vault started to flow inside the trunk.

He closed the trunk and shrunk it again.

On what was a full vault, it was now a small pile of gold, enough to keep the vault open for three years. Not that he would ever come back.

Harry grabbed a wood card full of Runes engravings.

Harry tapped the card four times and the trunk seven times.

The card and the trunk light up.

Harry now looked at the card, instead of runes, now it had the numbers 319,995 G (G=Galleons).

Harry grabbed the card and from it came a golden coin. The card now had the numbers 319,994 G.

This enchantment object had been one of the hundreds of inventions from the S.E.A.R.C.H institute. It was also his biggest weapon against the Goblins.

The cards worked on the magical imprint of each Magical. The magic imprint was like a passport or DNA, but better, after all. Having Magic made it really easy to fake blood.

The magic imprint thought? It was impossible to fake, it was a little funny how wizards had been using magical imprints for centuries, yet they didn't know that it existed. Heck, every single security measure inside the ministry or shops in Diagon Alley were using it, the letters from Hogwarts were made thanks to it!

Anyway, the use of these magical's imprints makes the cards the safest thing in the world. Hide your money, connect it to the cards and be done.

If you lose the card? Just made a new one. The imprint signature was saved in whatever place you hid the money, not the card.

The only annoying thing was the need to go in person to the hidden room where your gold was and put the new card in. You could even put a shared vault for shops or families. Of course, there would always be one owner that could cast off or sum up more people to the vault. What if someone died? No problem, the rights for the vault would go to the second in command, then the third, fourth, etc.

It was the greatest method to guard money.

Harry keeps summoning coins until they fill his pockets, he still needs it to pretend, at least until a manager summons him. He was looking forward to seeing the faces of the ugly goblins after they find out that he was closing his vault.

Harry left the vault walking like a duckling, his pockets were full.

Hagrid seeing this laugh and said to him "Didn't think your mum and dad would leave you with nothing, now 'dja?"

The group continue walking inside the cavern until again they were in front of another one.

"Vault 713"

Harry knew what was in there, but he asked anyway "What's in there, Hagrid?"

"Can't tell you, Harry. It's Hogwarts business. Very secret"

"Stand back"

Griphook Slides his finger down the door. * Clank. Clank*. Inside the vault was a small white package illuminated by an eerie light.

Hagrid hurries in and scoops it up. The eerie light disappears.

"Best not mention this to anyone, Harry"

Harry nods while thinking 'Five beers, and the stone is mine'.

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Harry was now inside Madam Malkin: Robes for every occasion, they had already bought almost everything, from the books to the quills.

He was now on top of a wooden step being measured by a floating yardstick while under him there was Malkin herself finishing with his school robes.

While measuring him, Malkin was speaking "I tell you, Harry! I would love to take some pictures for my new Quidditch line!" Right, Rose?"

Rose response was interrupted by the sound of the entrance bell.

* Tiding*

The three of them looked behind to see who it was.

Rose paled a little.

Malkin, on the other hand, stopped measuring him and went to receive the new customer.

Harry made a face of pure horror.

There he was! The blonde slaked hair as if a cow had licked him. A face that screamed 'Move, peasant!' And trotting as if owning the place.

It was fucking Draco the pest Malfoy!.

Harry decided to ignore him and instead look at Rose as if pleading to finish fast. Rose nodded her head fast. She also wanted to leave fast!

While Rose was finishing the last touches; Malkin started to attend Draco.

Draco on the other hand was looking at Hagrid who was just outside waving at Harry through the window with a scowl on his face and said "Why's he with you??" Where's your parents?"

Harry sighs in annoyance, making Rose giggle a little. "They are dead"

Draco, as the fucker he was, asked "They were our kind, weren't they?"

Harry swore that he had already had this conversation in his past life. So, he decided to stir the pot a little and with his most haughty voice said "Of course! They were just like us! The purest of Giants, I tell you!"

"Good, I really don't think they should let the other sort in, do you?… What? Giants? You are part Giant?!

"That's…that's disgusting!"

Harry snorted "Disgusting? Disgusting is your hair! What do you use? Cow spit?"

Draco face went red and screamed "You! Tell me who you are, I will tell my father and…"

The mad charade of Draco was interrupted by a gorgeous blonde woman who with a stern voice asked "What is the meaning of this Draco? Why are you screaming?"

Draco paled a little and while pointing at Harry said "H-he is a Giant!"

The blonde milf looked at Harry and while shaking his head and said to Draco "Draco, do you believe that a giant would be so small? You know better!"

The milf looked at Harry and said "I'm sorry about my son. What's your name?"

Harry was looking at the bomb of woman, he didn't like any of the Malfoy's, but Narcissa was family, and he, begrudgingly, respected her. Thinking about Narcissa, he could not stop reminiscing about the amazing pictures in the bikini that she had modelled for the Witches Today's magazine. Let's just say that the premature death of her husband had given her freedom that she really knew how to enjoy. She was the envy of every pureblood woman.

Harry sighed and while giving his hand for a shake said to her "Harry, Harry Potter"

Narcissa opened his eyes wide in surprise for a second and grabbed his hand.

Harry, while grabbing her hand, put a kiss on her knuckles. The knuckle kiss had been out of use for a century already, still, he knew that he was a kid, a cute one even!

Narcissa seeing the cute kid being a gentleman couldn't stop making a small smile.

Draco on the other hand screamed, "Harry Potter is a giant?!"

Harry could see the eyes of Narcissa losing light by the second, the kid was dumb.

While this was happening, Rose had already finished, Harry used the opportunity to escape.

While walking off the store, he says to Madam Malkin's "I can take the picture for your new line, just leave a message in the Leaky, and I will be there!"

Malkin's smiled at the kid leaving the store and said out loud "He didn't pay, didn't he?"

Rose shook his head.

"Well…whatever, it will be the payment for the pictures"

Narcissa cleared his voice so that they could finish his son's robes.

Draco on the other hand looked at his mother and said "I don't want to be his friend's mother, he is a Giant!"

"I heard that there is a new wine brand on The Purple Brew shop"

Narcissa's nod his head at Rose while giving her five Galleons.

While living she said to his husband Son,"Draco, wait for your father in here, okay?"

She didn't even hear Draco respond and leave while mumbling "The Purple Brew, he?"

Harry was walking beside Hagrid while looking at his Hogwarts list, he had already bought all the normal things, he only needed a wand.

"Hagrid! I still need…a wand?"

"A wand? Well, you'll want Ollivander's. No place better"

Hagrid pointed at the tattered and old store that was Ollivander's while saying, "But wait there, okay? I just got one more thing I got to do. Won't be long"

Harry was at the front door of the wand shop, he was remembering his first time in here, one of his little fond memories.

Harry goes into the store, quietly, while looking around. The shelves were full of wands inside rectangular boxes, but no people.

"Hello? Anyone in here?"

"I wondered when I'd be seeing you, Mr-uuuugh" Ollivander who had to appear from behind Harry was grabbing his stomach while gasping for air.

He had forgotten about how Ollivander's liked to scare people and hit him by reflex. Seeing the creepy old man gasping for air, he thought that the boxing classes had been worth the money.

"Sorry! Are you okay?"

Harry helped the messy grey-haired man to stand up.

Ollivander composed himself and smiled."I must tell you, Mr Potter, it is the first time that I have been surprised like that"

Harry put a wary smile on, not knowing what to say.

Ollivander was looking at him, especially at his scar. Seeing Harry's discomfort, Olivander spoke again.

" As I was saying before, you hit me— "Sorry!" "It seems only yesterday that your mother and father were in here buying their first wand"

Ollivander picks a wand from the shelf while saying "Ah. Here we are"

Harry holds the wand but immediately throws it away with a disgusted face.

Ollivander frowned at his face and said, "Well, that was a hard rejection if I have seen any"

Harry grabbed another wand, this time nothing happened. Harry knew that it wasn't the correct wand, so he shook his head.

Ollivander still tells him "Give it a wave"

* Thud Thud Crash*

All the shelves come crashing down. Harry jumps back and hurriedly puts the wand back on the counter.

"Obviously, not…but you already knew that…" Ollivander Grabbed another wand "Perhaps this"

Harry grabbed it but again left it on the counter.

Seeing this, Olivander said, "No matter…I wonder"

This time Olivander went to the back, after some minutes he came back with another box.

This time, Harry opened his eyes wide, and without thinking, he summoned it to his hand.

The moment he touched the wand, Harry started to glow while from the tip, the wand was throwing a full party, sending colourful sparks and confetti.

Harry seeing his wand back, touched it gently as if a piece of the thinnest of crystals and started to cry.

It had been so long since he had broken his old wand, hooo how he missed it!

His wand and he, had the most special of bonds, one forged by blood and countless battles.

The bond was so great that when it had broken, he had decided to just not use a wand anymore. It wasn't until Ollivanders apprentice. Give him the idea of making a cane with the broken pieces, that he started to use a magical focus again. Still, it hadn't been the same. The cane, even if he loved it, had always felt dead to him.

But now grabbing his wand, he could feel the bond that he had missed so much.

Harry kept looking at the wand until Ollivander interrupted.

"Curious, very curious"

Harry rolled his eyes, he knew what was coming."Sorry, but what's curious?"

"I remember every wand I've ever sold, Mr Potter. It just so happens that the phoenix, whose tail feather resides in your wand, gave one other feather, just one. It is curious that you should be destined for this wand when its brother gave you that scar"

While saying this, Ollivander pointed at his scar making Harry frown a little.

Harry huffed in annoyance and with his arm crossed asked "And...who owned that wand?

"Oh, we do not speak his name. The wand chooses the wizard, Mr Potter. It's not always clear why, but I think it is clear that we can expect great things from you. After all, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named did great things...terrible, yes, but great"

"I'm sorry, but I don't know who…and what's the deal with all of you? You know that I have been living with Muggles right? I didn't know I had magic until this year!"

Ollivander opened his eyes wide in surprise and said in a low voice "Hoo, What have you done?"

Harry looked at him now getting annoyed and said "What I do?" I didn't do anything!"

Ollivander's face flushed a little."Sorry I was thinking out loud, it wasn't at you"

Harry wanted to interrogate Ollivander a little more. He was honestly trying to make him speak enough so that if someone ever asked him how he knew so much, he could blame it on the old man. Ollivander deserved to be thrown under the bus after selling information to Voldermort like a coward.

But before he could, a knock on the window interrupted him.

"Harry! Harry! Happy birthday!"

Hagrid was showing Harry a cage with a beautiful snowy owl.

Harry seeing another life partner with him couldn't keep it anymore and ran to Hagrid for a hug. (A/n: keeping it?You have been crying since chapter one!)

The hug took Hagrid by surprise, but after seeing him crying, he asked with a worried tone "You don't like it?"

Harry looked at him still crying and while smiling said, "I love it, Hagrid! She is beautiful!"

Hagrid thought that Harry was just really happy with the gift and also started to be emotional.

Hagrid was an emotional fellow, so seeing little Harry crying for the gift made him also cry.

It was like this that the Giant and Child were hugging each other while walling out.

Ollivander just looks at the pair crying not knowing what to do.

The people outside the store were also looking not knowing what to do, Hagrid was really big, and they couldn't enter to buy their wands!

The white snowy owl looked at his new pet thinking that it was going to be a real chore to take care of the hatchling.

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Harry was at a table inside The Leaky Cauldron, in front of him was a cage with a snowy owl.

Hagrid was looking at the two of them don't understanding the owl-human moment.

Both of them were looking at each other without blinking until Tom the Bartender asked "Hey, Hagrid, I see that you finished everything?"

"Yes! Young 'arry really liked his new pet"

Hearing being called a pet the owl Hoot at Hagrid.

Harry looked at her with a smug face and said "Did you listen Hedwig? You are MY pet"

The owl looked at the side and hooted.

He snorted,"Okey…I'm sorry…do you want bacon?"

Hedwig, this time, made a regal hoot (A/n: don't ask me).

He looked at Tom and said "Hey, Tom! Can I have lunch and some bacon for her?"

Tom laughed a little and said "she already has you on a leash. He?"

"Hoot"

Harry opened the cage and gave his arm to Hedwig to grab.

The both of them stared at each other again ignoring everyone.

Every couple of minutes Hedwig would Hoot while Harry would nod or shake his head in response.

Tom, who had already served the food, asked Hagrid in a low voice "Do you think he understands her?"

Hagrid puff his chest and said "Of course! They are already best friends, see"

Hedwig was pricking Harry while he was trying to shield himself with his arms."Hed! Stop! Stop, I'm sorry!"

Harry had been not only showing his memories to Hedwig but also giving her a whole grimoire and helping her make a mind palace. She was now the smartest owl in the world.

For the past hour, he had been sharing his life, he didn't like to hide things from his best friend.

Right now Hedwig was pricking him after she saw him going to the forest to basically kill Voldemort and himself in the process.

Still, he couldn't stop smiling, he had Hedwig back!

Harry and Hagrid kept talking for hours.

While talking he would ask for more beer for the giant.

He was trying to make him drunk.

It was like this that after five beers, Hagrid found himself sleeping inside a room in The Leaky Cauldron.

Harry had told Tom that he would go to his home, but before leaving he needed the loo.

Tom pointed at where the loo was while Harry gave Hedwig to Tom.

Once inside the bathroom, Harry cast a Disillusionment charm on him and another little charm to the door entrance that would make fart noises. This was for the slim chance of him taking a lot of time.

Before leaving, Harry stole the soap from the sink.

The invisible Harry was now in front of the sleeping Hagrid.

Harry grabbed his wand from his right pocket and started casting spells.

It was after a couple of minutes that a white packet flew from Hagrid's coat.

Harry didn't open the packet and instead started to cast more spells. He was trying to see if the packet was charmed, warded or whatever else it may have for protection.

In front of Harry, a see-through screen appeared, the screen was blue and was writing text after text like a computer screen.

This was a spell from the future, invented by a muggle-born obsessed with programming and was used, mostly, by curse breakers while handling Cursed objects.

On the screen a list of 80 spells appears.

This made Harry open his eyes wide in shock while mumbling "The old goat really gave the stone to Hagrid?

"I can't believe that worked the first time".

He snapped back to the task at hand and started to cast spells after spells, every time he cast a new spell, the screen would then draw a little checkmark at the side.

He took one hour to finish.

He was now with the packet in his hand and open it.

Inside was a red crystal with pulsing red lines, like blood veins.

The stone was pulsing with power, to the point that when he touched it, he could feel his hand heat.

Seeing the power, he was now sure. It was the Philosopher Stone!

Harry started to cast spells at it, at the see-through blue screen, he was modifying the spell.

This modification had been invented by S.E.A.R.C.H after they wanted to find a way to make enchantments without magic.

The spell would not only give a list of spells cast in the object, but it will also give the natural and raw composition of the object plus what it looked like a sound wave diagram.

The diagram was the Magic Wave Frequency or MWF for short.

Harry cast a second modified screen, this one was red and would copy all the spells list of the, now modified, first screen.

Seeing all of them copied, he grabbed the soap he had stolen early and transfigured it into a copy of the Philosopher Stone.

Seeing that they were the same, he started to move the Second screen (with the copy of the first) and send it inside the now fake stone.

The screen folds itself into a small diamond and enters the fake stone.

The stone pulsed, for one second, like the real one, but soon started to break apart. Harry readily cast a couple of more charms.

Seeing the Philosopher Soap working, he sighed in relief. He now knew that the stone would last for at least a year.

Seeing the success of what had been the biggest robbery of the century, he started to think how glad he was that S.E.A.R.C.H wasn't a thing.

In the future, copying something like this was impossible as the spell for knowing MWF (Magical waves frequency) was widely known, and counterspells had been already invented.

He still remembered what was called the 'Ten years of plagiarism'. Were all magical's started to steal every enchantment ever created. The paperwork that came after having ten 'real' inventors of the same object had been the fuel to create the Anti Copy charm.

Harry was now down, he put the stone inside his mini-trunk.

"Hard battle, he?"

Harry paled and looked at Tom ready to attack.

Tom mistaked the paled face of Harry with embarrassment and gently said "Don't worry, you are not the first to take so long in the loo"

Harry snorted and then started to laugh out loud, poor Tom, he had no idea…

He grabbed Hedwig's cage and said goodbye to Tom.

The moment Harry arrived at his house, he didn't do anything and instead plopped himself on the bed.

He had used too much magic on the stone, and his body was hurting all over.

"Hoot!"

Harry grumbled on the pillow and waved his wand to conjure a luxurious perch for Hedwig.

"Hoot!"

He groans and moves the perch close to the window.

"Hooooot!"

"Okey! Okey! There! It is now open! Can I sleep!".

"Hoot!"

"Thank you your owlness!"

He started to sleep, he had committed the biggest robbery of the century, he deserved the rest.