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"I am Ton-" Moody hushed Tonks before she could talk. "Never give your name before you join the force wholely, intern." This made Tonks stare at Dawlish who turned his eyes elsewhere due to ranting her name too many times to count before everyone- hoping Nym- no, Tonks won't open her mouth before Mad-eye. 

"And yours?" Dawlish asked.

The man remained silent, turning back to look outside the window.

"Eren. Eren Yeager."

"German?" 

"Partially."

"How did you end up in Diagon Alley?"

"I do not know." 

"Any relatives to contact?" 

"I hope such. I was here to meet someone."

"Names?"

"I do not know, Auror."

"What happened that ended in the bloody thing?"

"I do not know. Someone attacked."

"You do not know what cut your body in half and gnawed your eyeball? Not even was it a beast or a man?"

"A man capable of such is no man, Auror. But these injuries are not recent, just old wounds reopening."

"How did you get those?" Tonks interjected without any qualms about cutting.

"War injuries."

"The war ended years ago. I don't think they-" Dawlish was going to say something that children shouldn't suffer those kinds of injuries in war, but remembered who vanished and ended the war in the first place.

"Only the dead have seen the end of the war, Auror. I find myself still in the land of the living."

"Still what placed you all bloodied in the corner of the Alley?"

"I do not know. It happened in the spur of the moment."

"Residence? in Germany? or anywhere?"

"I was permanently shifting here, all I had was in my bag. I would like to have that back."

"You will have them back tomorrow when the healer should let you go. You are not advised to leave London for the next month, Mr. Yeager. We would like to go to the root of this incident."

"I do not intend to leave, Mr. Moody. I just wish for my belongings back. There is not much useful in there, but they are priceless to me."

"I did not see your wand in those. You did not ask for it even now."

"I would just like to rest for now, Mr. Moody. You could see me with a wand tomorrow." Moody turns to leave.

"He his hiding-"

"Of course he is. Leave the man for a second now, will you-"

"You are head of this case Dawlish, see to it you don't blow it up. I would personally look into it if not for DMLE pushing for my exit."

"As if that would stop you Mad-eye."

"So you would come with me for that Tonks. Your mother is already pulling you from the internship after I retire."

"No paperwork for me then."

"A lot of paperwork for you then."

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"Here is your picture, bag and the rest of things. I would however tell you to change those clothes and the bag- both are torn and bloodied even after the wash."

"I would do so, healer. Can you just fetch me the stretcher then?"

"Of course, Mr. Yeager. You can leave now, your injuries were minor, I just wonder how so much blood came out."

"I eat my veggies, Miss?"

"Tonks. I am a part-timer here, a senior healer nonetheless. They had me for your last checkup for the day."

"Thank you for your time, Miss Tonks."

Eren leaned on his crutch, as he walked down his assigned room before he turned back.

"Might I pose a request, Miss Tonks? I do not happen to have any money myself nor do I possess a wand on myself for now. Could you perhaps point me to the Goblin's place here?"

"Gringotts? The floo is inaccessible to patients here, I will however pay for your knight bus this time Mr. Yeager."

"Then please call me Eren, I am in your debt."

"Call me Andromeda then let me see you out."

Andromeda walked Eren outside.

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"It's a world-class racing broom. The new Nimbus 2000! The fastest model yet!"

"But, Hagrid, how am I to pay for all this? I haven't any money."

"Well, there's yer money, Harry." he points to a tall, white, marble building. "Gringotts, the Wizard Bank. T'ain't no safer place, not one. 'Cept perhaps Hogwarts."

They enter inside the bank, they walk down the shiny aisle, passing tiny creatures working at their desks.

"Uh, Hagrid, what exactly are these things?" "They're goblins, Harry. Clever as they come goblins but not the most friendly of beasts. Bes' stay close."

Harry sticks to him. Hagrid clears his throat as they approach a counter with a goblin, wearing spectacles and a waistcoat, in it.

*Thud*

"Oh, sorry mate- didn't see you there."

"No harm done, I tend to trip myself sometimes." Harry closed down on Eren and helped him get up.

"I am grateful, not many would help a cripple."

"Why? Isn't it expected to help others?" Eren smiled as Harry looked at Hagrid.

"It should be, but we do not do many things we should." 

"Mr. Harry Potter wishes to make a withdrawal." The Goblin stared at the boy, evaluating him before sending the giant-boy pair to Griphook.

"And what of you Wizard?"

"I do not possess a vault of my own- but I think I have the eligibility to access one of the minor noble houses' Trust vault." The Goblin simply grunted.

"Come Wizard, you need to pay 2 galleons for the Bloodline test."

"I do not have any money on me." Grrrr

"You have been provided a loan of two galleons. You have to return 4 galleons by this week. Now put a drop of blood on this stone.

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"I would like to return the loaned amount and withdraw all of the remaining coin."

"It is not possible to remain anonymous after withdrawing from this vault Wizard. The head of the house must be informed as per Gringotts-"

"I do not intend to hide it, merely push forward the meeting and the announcement. I have been told Goblins are interested in precious metals and minerals?" The golin grinned and grimaced. By the decree of King Ragnork the Sixth, any goblin-made items were a priority for retrieval, and delaying the letters to a minor house was worth it. But-

'No delaying won't get me in for trouble if I have the loaned goblin steel back.'

"And Goblin artifact what do you offer?"

"Not Goblin metal, a mineral of my own making, but nigh unbreakable, a shard of such, as a gift."

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Title- Arrival II