In the World of Harry Potter as a Metamorphmagus and my own House inputted into the Harry Potter world. Unique magic to my House not originally in Harry Potter, And some powers from other places.

I DONOT OWN HARRY POTTER

The first year chapters will be similar to Death's Champion which is an Harry Potter Fanfiction. Harry travels to an Au where Neville is the Boy Who Lived

A hero's unfortunate death. The birth of a villain who shall take the whole world by surprise. Will he fulfil his father's dream or give it one hell of a nightmare.

Information of tv show character that I watch mostly tvd/to Xmen/marvel, problem more this information come straight off of the internet, this contained some boys that has been with boys and girls that has been with girls so no homophobic comments this is high key just for fun

Severus Snape first impression of Harry Potter is that he look like a carbon copy of his father, Severus very own archenemy, the late James Potter. On second look, Potter have her mother green eyes, which reminded Severus of his first love, Lily Evans. But, the way Potter held himself did not resemble either of his birth parents. Potter did not look arrogant like his father, nor he is curious like his mother. 

Harry Potter might be a Hufflepuff, but he felt cold and distant. It's like he is living in his own world, at his own pace, and that other's is insignificant. That is if he's alone.

Currently, Harry Potter will always be seen indulge his little friend, the brunette with gray eyes, Iris Swan. It's no secret to the Hufflepuff first year that both have a close sibling like relationship. So close they could almost passed as real sibling, with a little differrent physical features.

Albus have managed to corner him to look at the background of the long lost Swan family, where Iris came from. Surprisingly, it look clean. Albeit a bit short. Not follower of the Dark Lord, no dark upbringing.

Iris Swan is the only known descendant of the Swan family line. Her parents are unknown. She live in America with her old buttler / nanny before came to Hogwarts. Her acceptance letter is apparently an old letter from the previous Headmaster, who's already deceased, granting the Heir of the Swan family a place in Hogwarts. 

How Swan get to know Potter is unclear. 

Potter is supposed to lived with his aunt Petunia Dursley in muggle Surrey, but he's not there. Petunia said she never met baby Harry. Severus who is accompanied Albus Dumbledore to come give the boy his Hogwarts letter watch silently as Albus face turned pale.

They get back at Hogwarts to try tracking the boy, when a brown owl came bearing his acceptance letter. And that he won't be available till almost the start of the school because he's not in England.

Come to think of it, maybe both of them got to know each other in America 🤔.

Severus Snape put his gaze back at Potter who looking back at him with a twitch in his mouth, like he's trying hard not to laugh.

"..Sir? Professor Snape?" 

Severus move his gaze to the source of the voice. The Ravenclaw first year cowered in her seat under the gaze. "Try not to speak too much and focus on your work." He said.

The bell ring. Almost everyone breath sign of relief. "Class is dismissed." Severus wave his hand, the black board in front of the class clean itself. Their bubbling cauldron get clean too. A couple unfortunate students who didn't  get to bottled their potion slumped to the floor.

Iris put her little cough potion bottle on the Professor desk. Harry following behind her. Severus narrowed his eyes at Harry but keep mum.  The other first year follow them, in hurry to get out of the class.

Iris looking back at the potion classroom, "He's funny." she said to Harry.

"He's thinking about us." Harry laughed, he can see what Snape is thinking about clearly on his face. 

Iris snorted, walk slower, then in a hushed voice asked, "You think to get him involve?"

"Can't decide now." answer Harry. "We'll see after this one." 

Snape's loyalty to Harry is due to his life debt to James Potter, but his real loyalty to the dark or light side is a bit blurry. Snape will always try to save his own ass first, at last that's what Harry used to think. Now, he have to tread carefully.

Dark side. Light side. What different did this made when they all have magic in their hands. Harry sighed. For now what he's going to do next will defenitely label him as Dark Wizard. Oh, well, whatever. He's always the Hero of the Light before. This time he will take gamble and goes with what Iris told him. To make a better Magical World. To stop this never ending circle of life.

"What you guys doing?" Justin bellowed them up-front, "We'll be late, come quick."

Iris and Harry fastened their step. Their next class is Defense Against the Dark Arts.

***

The first time Harry Potter repeat his life, he thought he got a second chance to fix everything  and save everyone.

The second time it happen, he thought that life (or is it death) must be play a joke at him.

The next time it happen again, he just feel tired and want it all to end.

Now it happen, Harry is surprised to find a little girl he never seen before.

"You've done it all wrong." Iris Swan said while giving Harry devil eyes, "you're saving the wrong people, making win the wrong side."

Harry is dumbfounded.

*** Hogwarts, Present

The news of Lockhart's cowardly escape spread through the castle like wildfire, girls who were previously besotted with the blonde defence professor were now shooting betrayed expressions at him.
Harry's plan would work flawlessly with the population of Hogwarts already willing to believe that Lockhart was now the bane of all existence.

*** Hogwarts Library, later

Harry was in the traditions section of the library, searching where one would find histories on the oldest pureblood families.
Harry opened one of the biggest tomes in the section titled, "Ye Olde Families" and searched under the letter P, surprised at the number of families under the list that had died out.
Pewter
Pelven
Provit
Peverell
Prewett
Potter
…
POTTER!
Harry flicked through the pages excitedly, finally coming to the substantial section on the Potters.
"The Potters are one of the oldest Pureblood families, tracing their bloodline in England all the way back to the Pre-Merlin eras. In recent times, the family has come under more liberal leadership, starting with 17thcentury rebel Pureblood Thomas Potter who used the significant weight of the family to pass the first of many muggle-rights laws and amendments passed by the Potter family in the most recent centuries. The Potter was, at one point, the richest family in magical Britain but in recent years their fortune has dwindled, losing millions of galleons in the wars against Dark Lord Grindelwald and Dark Lord Voldemort, under the leadership of Charles and later James Potter. However, the family still retains a large amount of their wealth, including their mansion, hailed to be the grandest building in Europe in the 18th Century, the peak of the Potters."
He had a mansion?
Harry's mind went reeling.
He knew the Potters were a pureblood family, but he expected that he would know if he owned a mansion.
British laws did not allow use of the family vault until one became of age, but the mansion was traditionally handed to the oldest family member as soon as the previous family member died, so Harry would technically have owned the place, and it's house-elves since he was one year old.
He would have to write a letter to Gringotts, Dumbledore as his magical guardian should technically have told him about the mansion when he joined the wizarding world at 11 years of age, but McGonagall mentioned that Dumbledore didn't want him to know all about his family yet.
Harry assumed that this was because Dumbledore didn't want him getting drunk on his power and buying into the pureblood nonsense, and while Harry still believed that Dumbledore has stuck his nose where it didn't belong once again, he grudgingly agreed that Dumbledore's reasons were probably for his good.

*** Next day, Gringotts

Dear Teller Griphook,
May your enemies blood taste the ground,
It has come to my attention that the Potter family has a mansion and that by standard british law, I am now in possession of it. Since all Potter holdings are managed by Gringotts, I was wondering whether I could get the location and the list of wards on the Potter manor,
May the gold of your enemies fill your vaults,
Your customer, Heir Potter.
Griphook read the letter approvingly, not only was the Potter heir courteous, he was also intelligent.

*** Next morning, Hogwarts

Harry opened the letter addressed to him, hoping for an answer.
To ,
The Potter manor is protected by a Tutela Fidelius, a variation on the fidelius charm which is anchored to the house itself, the knowledge can only be transferred to those whose names are written in the ward book.
The Potter Manor is located at itself.
May your enemies' gold fill your vaults,
Senior Teller Griphook.
A wave of old memories of a grand house flooded into Harry's head, memories of a grand renaissance style house returning to his head.
Within a moment, Harry knew what his next plan was.
He had to get to Potter manor.

*** Lockhart's class

Lockhart was putting more bravado into his latest class than he had before, trying to make up for his lost reputation, he didn't seem to blame it on Harry, which was perfect for Harry's plan.
"Sir, a lot of students want to learn how to duel… do you think you could handle a duelling club, maybe that will let people know that you truly know your stuff." Harry suggested innocently.
Lockhart seemed to brighten at an idea to regain his reputation.
"Great idea, Harry! I think that a duelling club would be a great idea."
"And sir, maybe after the first class, we could hold a duelling competition, separated by grade level of course, and the winner would challenge you."
Lockhart looked like he couldn't keep up with Harry's train of thought so Harry elaborated.
"Like the first through third years duel and the fourth-fifth years duel and the sixth and seventh years duel, then the three winners can challenge you to see how they stack up against real talent, of course, that would be you, sir." Harry said, making sure that there was no way for Lockhart to back out of the competition without seeming weak.
"Of-Course." Lockhart stuttered out, "We can hold the first meeting tomorrow!" he said, smiling weakly.

*** Next evening, Hogwarts

The Possessed student walked down the hall to the first floor girls bathroom.
Down the chute went the student.
The basilisk was waiting as instructed.
The serpentine voice of Voldemort spoke in parseltongue.
~Today, we shall hunt!~
*** End of Chapter.

"From his own experience, Harry knew that luck had never been on his side. At that moment he decided that he wouldn't rely on luck to solve his problems, he had to become smart, beyond the norm and talk his way through life. That's the only way he could survive." 

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The month before hogwarts was quite hectic for Harry. During this month Harry visited Diagon Alley several times under disguise. At first he visited Gringotts and made an appointment with the senior Potter accounts manager Griphook. During this visit he learned that the Potter family has two main vaults and his trust vault is filled yearly by taking money from these two vaults. He also learned that the Potter family has shares in many muggle and magical businesses all around the world. Due to this the Potter family has a steady income rate. Harry also learned that his parents have a will which he will be eligible to hear on his twelfth birthday. Unfortunately Harry cannot take anything out of his main vault unless it is stipulated in his parents will. He will also have to wait till his seventeenth birthday to claim lordship of his house. This was rather unfortunate as Harry was looking forward to reading the Potter family grimoire. As one of the most ancient and noble houses in magical Britain the Potter family was a goldmine of magical knowledge. The Potter family also has several properties and estates all around the world. Main of which is the Potter castle located in Scotland and a private island in the Pacific. Both the island and the castle are unplottable and the castle is under heavy wards. While these wards may not be as strong as the ones at hogwarts they are strong enough to hold off a full scale attack until the inhabitants can retreat to safety. Currently Harry was sitting in his room and preparing to summon the Potter families head elf.
Harry : Charles!
There was a pop sound and then stood before Harry a well groomed elf wearing a butlers uniform with the Potters crest on it. Charles bowed in front of Harry and said in a respectful tone,
Charles : Head elf of The most ancient and noble house of Potter greets young master Harry Potter. How can I serve you milord.
Harry : Greetings Charles can you please tell me how many elves are currently under the service of the Potter family and the current situation of the Potter estates.
Charles : Certainly milord. There are currently 50 house elves including myself in the service of the Potter family. The Potter estates are all being managed by the house elves and I am personally overseeing the maintenance of Potter castle.
Harry : Don't house elves need to bond with a wizard to sustain themselves ? How are all of you alive for all of these years.
Charles : We Potter elves are bonded to the family milord. We  are automatically bonded to the head of house or the last heir which is you.
Harry : How come you never came to ensure whether or not I was safe for all of these years ?
Charles : I am truly very sorry milord. I tried every possible method to find but you were hidden under very strong blood wards. The only reason I could find you today was due to the reason that you called me by name.
Harry : It's not your fault so no need to blame yourself. And please call me Harry.
Charles : Thank you for your kindness milord. But I'm afraid that I can never allow myself to call you by your name. My dignity as the head elf will not allow it.
Harry : *sigh* Very well call me sir then if you must. I have some tasks for you Charles. First of all I need you to assign a personal house elf to me. 
Charles snaps his fingers and another elf pops into my room wearing the same butler uniform as Charles but the crest on his uniform is located on the sleeve of his left arm while Charles has it on the breast pocket. 
Charles : This is Duffy sir, he will take care of your personal needs.
I turn to Duffy and say, 
Harry : It's nice to meet you Duffy I'm Harry Potter.
Duffy jumps excitedly and says,
Duffy : It is my honour to be the personal elf of Harry Potter sir. I will not let you down sir.
I smile and nod. Then I turn to Charles and say,
Harry : Secondly Charles I need you to make this room bigger and more comfortable and also put some locks in place so that no muggle can enter this room without my permission even while I'm away.
Charles : It shall be done overnight sir.
Harry : Thank you Charles, that will be all for now. You can take your leave. If anything urgent arises than you can find me in hogwarts.
Charles gives me another bow and leaves with a pop. I turn to Duffy and address him 
Harry : Duffy do you have any way to conceal yourself.
Duffy gives me a nod and says,
Duffy : Don't worry Harry Potter sir. Duffy will only be seen when you want him to .
Harry : Excellent Duffy. Can you please bring me some snacks for now.
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The day before the start of term Harry approaches uncle Vernon and asks him to take me to Kings Cross Station. He just gives him a stiff nod and doesn't say anything. The next day Harry's carrying his trunk and Hedwig's cage in a trolley and arrive in front of the barrier dividing platforms nine and ten. The Dursley's are wondering how Harry intends to get onto platform nine and three - quarters. Harry doesn't say anything to them and breaks into a run. Just as he was about to crash into the barrier he disappeared from view. The Dursley's just stood still with shocked faces until Vernon finally said,
Vernon: Nutters the lot of them.
- Scene Break -
A scarlet steam engine was waiting next to a platform packed with people. A sign overhead said Hogwarts' Express, eleven o'clock. Harry looked behind him and saw a wrought-iron archway where the barrier had been, with the words Platform Nine and Three-Quarters on it. Smoke from the engine drifted over the heads of the chattering crowd, while cats of every color wound here and there between their legs. Owls hooted to one another in a disgruntled sort of way over the babble and the scraping of heavy trunks.
Harry boarded the train and kept walking until he found an empty compartment. He placed his trunk above and place Hedwig's cage in the seat beside him and thought about his plans in hogwarts. Harry wasn't going to be the meek and shy Harry Potter from canon. He was going to stand out and use his fame when the need arises. He also decided that he wasn't going to befriend Ron. He didn't have time for jealous parts with inferiority complexes. He was going to have to use a wait and see approach with Hermione though. Harry was brought out of his thoughts when a girl with brown hair and a cheery smile stuck her head into his cabin and asked if she and her friend could sit here. Harry gave a nod and she entered the cabin behind her entered the most beautiful girl Harry had ever seen. She had long wavy blonde hair and shining blue eyes. On her face was a mask of indifference but in her eyes Harry could see the excitement every child has when going to hogwarts for the first time. All in all she had a Ice - queen aura around her. Harry already knew who these two were but not wanting to give himself away he introduced himself. He turned to Daphne and said,
Harry : Hello. My name is Harry Potter.
Daphne's mask slipped for a moment at the revelation but she quickly slipped it back on with practiced ease. She took my offered hand and said ,
Daphne : Daphne Greengrass.
Harry brought her hand to his face and kissed her knuckles with his lips in a formal greeting and said, 
Harry : Pleasure to meet you Ms. Greengrass.
Daphne blushed a bit and Harry couldn't honestly blame her. Currently Harry looked very cute. His hair was cut in a way that while not as wild as in canon it still looked like it was in the wind a while ago. Harry had also visited a magical optician on one of his trips to Diagon Alley and he had managed fix his eyesight. So currently Harry gave of an aura of confidence wearing white trainers, blue jeans, a white shirt and a black leather jacket and his emerald green eyes in sight for all to see.
He then turned to her friend Tracy Davies and greeted her in the same way. Afterwards he sat back down in his seat and initiated conversation with the two. After a few minutes of polite full conversation Tracy finally asked the question that had obviously been plaguing her mind this whole time,
Tracy : If you don't mind me asking Harry where have you been this whole time.
Harry just smiled calmly and said ,
Harry : I don't mind Tracy. As for the answer to your question I was raised by my relatives in the muggle world.
Both Tracy and Daphne looked shocked at that but recovered quickly. They then continued to talk as the train left the station for their home for the years to come.

This a story where a prodigy from Earth gets transmigrated this to Harry Potter and fucks up canon according to his wishes. #OP MC # NO HAREM # HARRY X DAPHNE.

Since Harry came to the Wool's Orphan it was 2 two week's later that Harry decided to go to Diagon-alley. He didn't know where that was, just that the entrance was an really old and odd looking building with an manager called Tom.
Walking out of the Orphan like every morning after breakfast, telling the Orphan worker's that he was going out, leaving the Orphan behind him Harry walking along the street to the Bus stop. Stepping in the Bus, the driver let him trough as he told him he forgot his licence, sitting down he waited till the Bus reached a street called ,,Charing Cross Road,, stepping outside the Bus, Harry trough about the strange man he once saw walking along the street muttering about this street and the wearied Building, with wearied dressed people inside, the man also was drunk. 
Harry walked along the street, even crossed the street once, looking for the building. while looking Harry soon found it, it really was a wearied building, stepping to it, a sing appeared on it, as Harry stepped closer he was able to read what was written on it, there stood, ,,The Leaky Cauldron,,.
Opening the door Harry closed it right behind him and stepped to the bartender, it was an almost bald man, who did't have many teeth left, ,,Hello Sir, may i know where Tom is?", asked Harry the Man, he laughed at Harry and said as answer, ,,Yes Child i am Tom, who are you?", Questioned the man, back, ,,OH, my Name is Hadrian Pötzer", Harry lied quickly and looked at Tom.
,,Well then Hadrian, what do you want from me?, again asked the man and leaned a little over the counter of the Barr. ,,I wish to enter Diagon Ally, i got a wearied letter from a school called Hogwarts", now Tom had a knowing look on his face and said, ,,Follow me, i will show you the entrance of Diagon-Alley", Harry smiled at the man in gratitude and followed him to the back of the Barr, leading Harry to a wall, he taped on the stone's and the wall opened, ,,There you go", said the man to Harry befor stepping aside to let Harry trough.
Most People would have a look of amazement on there Face, Harry just looked and stepped inside the alley the wall, closing behind him, ,,Where do i go first?", asked Harry to himself as he started walking, soon seeing a large grand looking building, stepping to it, he saw two small figures in Armor standing in front of the building, stepping up to it Harry wasn't stopped by the small figures standing by the entrance, there stood in bold, gold letter's, : Enter Stranger, but take heed Of what await's the Sin of greed, For those who Take, but do not earn, Must pay most dearly in there turn, So if you seek beneath our floors A treasure that was never yours, Thief, you have been warned, beware Of finding more then Treasures here.
Harry mused out of that, it was a bank, with many danger's laying inside there, stepping trough the door, Harry walked to the first stand he saw and spoke to the Creature, ,,Hellos Sir, i would like to seek to my account manager", the Creature looked down at Harry and sneered, Ignoring the boy further, ,,Hello, i would like to speak to my Account Manager", Harry's Magic also flared up a little, focusing it on the Creature, the Creature stopped what he was doing and finally with a slight scared look, gave his attention to Harry, ,,Yes Mr....", not knowing Harry's name, ,,Mr. Potter", answered Harry the unasked question, the Creature looked even more scared then befor, but composed himself first befor speaking, ,,Please follow me Mr. Potter, i will guide you to Sharper, he's the Account Manager for the Potter Vault.
,,Hello Grippfang, with what do i oven the pleasure of greeting you and the Human", the Creature behind the Desk in the Room looked annoyed, ,,Another boy, who claim's to be a Potter", Sharper nodded at Grippfang and he left, Harry and Sharper alone in the room, ,,Sit down", commanded the Creature, Harry and pointed to a seat across from him, ,,So you claim to be a Potter, boy, well let's see about that", the Creature then laid paper, a sharp Knife and a Phial with a wearied fluid inside.
,,Please put three droops of Blood in the Potion Phial, then wait 5 minutes to purr the Potion, on the Paper", nodding Harry used the Knife to cut his finger and let three drop's fall in the Potion, then waited 5 minutes to see letters appear on the Paper, the Creature, Harry remembered was a Goblin he saw one in the movie's Dudley liked to watch. Well the Goblin took the Paper and read trough it, soon gaining a shocked look, ,,Well it semen's you are who you say you are, but also someone else", he then Handed Harry the letter.
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Letter:
Name: Hadrian Marlovo Riddle.
Adoptive Name: Harry James Potter.
Father/Mother: Tom Marlovo Riddle(Voldemort), Bellatrix Riddle(ne,Black)
Adoptive, Father/Mother: James Charles Potter, Lilly Potter(ne,Evans)
Godfather/Mother: Serverus Tobias Snape, Lucius Malfoy, Narcissa Malfoy(ne,Black).
Adoptive Godfather/Mother: Serverus Tobias Snape, Remus Lupine, Sirius Black, Minerva McGonegall.
Age: 11 Years old.
Heir : Slytherin, Pentdragon, Riddle.
Lord : Potter.
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,, Mr. Sharper, can i also do an Interance Test, to know about Block's, Compulsion and my Vault's and so on", nodding the Goblin again puled out an Phial, Knife and Paper, ,,10 droop's of Blood in the Phial then, over the Paper", commanded the Goblin, Harry again cut his Finger let 10 drop's fall in the Phial and pureed the Phial over the Paper waiting, till it started writing.
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Letter :
Name: Hadrian Marlovo Riddle.
Block's:
1. Memory Block, for real Family: 10% broken/90% Active.
2. Intelligence Block, in Potion : 40% broken/60% Active.
3. Learning Block, stops from Learning in Potion : 40% broken/60% Active.
Compulsion :
1. being loyal to : Albus Dumbledore, Ron Weasley , Ginerva Weasley, Hermione Granger.
2. Hating : Serverus Snape, Draco Malfoy, Narcissa Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy, Bellatrix Riddle, Tom Marlovo Riddle(Voldemort), All of Slytherin, Potion, Dark Arts.
3. Listening only to : Albus Dumbledore, Molly Weasley.
4. Love : Ginerva Weasley.
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Harry put the letter aside after reading trough it, the Goblin handed him the other letter about his Account statement. Taking it from the Goblin, Harry began to read.
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Letter :
Vault's :
1. Potter School Vault : 40.000 Galleon's, 2433 Sickle's and 322 Knut's.
2. potter Main Vault : 50.00000000 Galleon's, 333.36565 Sickle's and 4.433 Knut's.
3. Riddle School Vault : 667.0000000 Galleon's, 5567 Sickle's and 33 Knut's.
4. Riddle Main Vault : 8766.89872400 Galleon's, 45563 Sickle's and 33.4532 Knut's.
5. Slitherin School Vault: 8000.0043563 Galleon's, 568.2698436 Sickle's and 34.816 Knut's.
6. Slitherin Main Vault : 8836530.958366839257 Galleon's, 345.783533 Sickle's, 778.3635 Knut's.
7. Pentdragon School Vault : 36892.8573020682745594 Galleon's, 56286.926572855 Sickle's, 67.295 Knut's.
Monthly Money to :  Albus Dumbledore : 200000 Galleon's. from Potter Main Vault.
Monthly Money to : Molly Weasley : 10000 Galleon's. from Potter Main Vault.
Monthly Money to : Ron Weasley : 5000 Galleon's, Ginerva Weasley : 5000 Galleon's, Hermione Granger : 5000 Galleon's. from Potter Main Vault.
Monthly Money to : Dursley's : 6000 Galleon's turned into 30.000 pound's. from Potter Main Vault.
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To say Harry was furious, he wasn't he was more than that, ,,Can i stop them from taking Money", asked Harry the Goblin, ,,Yes Mr. Potter", answered the Goblin to Harry, ,,Good then block all of them from getting Money and close the Vault shut, transfer the Money to my Riddle Vault.

A man can be broken but he never gives up.

When Harry entered the great hall, he stared around the hall and ignored the girl behind him who was trying to show off by telling whoever would listen about the enchanted ceiling. In Harry's opinion the hall didn't look that bad, it could be worse. His eyes glanced at the Ravenclaw table and gave Penelope Clearwater a small smile and a wink, it also had the side effect of making any nearby girls swoon.

'It's just too easy sometimes' Harry shook his head with amusement, his eyes landed on the Hufflepuff table and he saw several girls staring at him. Including Tonks, who was blushing furiously, her hair had unintentionally turned red as well. Harry couldn't hold back a grin, something which made her blush more.

Once Harry stopped along with all the over students, the sorting began. While the students focused on the sorting, Harry focused on the teachers table and the people on them, though if you wanted to be accurate he was focusing on their magical power. He focused on the five strongest in terms of magical strength.

The first was a woman with a few wrinkles on her face and her hair in a tight bun, Minerva McGonagall, transfiguration master along with Deputy head and head of Gryffindor. A powerful witch who easily demands the respect of others. Harry's mother and father were her favourite students and friends.

The next person only barely beat her, this person had black and greasy hair, he knew who this person was instantly. Severus Snape, potions master and teacher, master at occlumency, spy for Voldemort or Dumbledore depending on who you asked and ex-best friend of Lily Potter, Harry's mother. Harry was rather hoping the man tried to mess with him.

'That's the prat that called my mother a 'mudblood'' Harry's eyes darkened for a split second before he managed to regain control.

He then focused on the second strongest, a small man, Professor Flitwick. Half goblin, duelling champion and the favourite teacher of many. Lily Potter was supposed to be doing a mastery under him. His magic was pretty impressive for a man his age and size.

The next person was a man with a purple turban on his head, though Harry sensed there was something more about this person as he had two different magical signatures, one incredibly darker than the other though it felt weak, like it wasn't at it's full potential. Harry allowed his magic to search the person and he got his answers, this could be interesting.

Harry focused on the last person, this persons magic was the biggest and strongest of all the teachers. This was Albus Dumbledore, defeater of Grindelwald, headmaster, chief warlock, supreme mugwump and order of merlin first class. Voldemort's biggest enemy and regarded by many people as the best and strongest wizard alive.

"Harry Potter" A voice brought Harry out of his thoughts, he realised that he was being called up. He walked up to the stage, ignoring the whispers of the rest of the hall.

"That's Harry Potter?"

"The boy-who-lived?"

"I thought he had glasses"

"Oh he's so handsome!"

"I bet he's going to be in Gryffindor"

Harry gave professor McGonagall a small nod, before taking his seat, she gave him a small smile before popping the sorting hat on his head.

'Good evening Mr Potter' The sorting hat spoke in his mind.

'Good evening' Harry mentally responded.

'Now let's see here...my, my...you are difficult. I see your memories, you are quite a dangerous individual if you don't mind me saying so Mr Potter'

'I'll take it as a compliment' Harry smiled.

'Mr Potter, I am loath to put you in any house.' The hat confessed 'If I were to put you in Hufflepuff you'd have a legion of followers quicker than the other houses, you don't have the love of knowledge that Ravenclaws possess and I fear what you would do with the knowledge that you can gain. With Gryffindor you are likely to end up killing or seriously harming most of them.'

'And what about Slytherin?' Harry asked, if the hat thought that Harry would react to his comments in a negative way then he was wrong. Harry was close to laughing at the accurate descriptions that the hat gave.

'Slytherin, Slytherin' The hat sighed 'you could do great in Slytherin, just like any house. Slytherin could help you on the way to greatness. The last boy I met that was like you ended up being know as Voldemort, or you-know-who as most people call him.'

'Don't worry, I'll pick better names when I rise to power' Harry promised.

'Not what I meant' The hat sighed 'Mr Potter, I can't tell anyone about what I read in the mind of a student, though right now I wish I could. All I can do Is sort you to the best of my ability. I think it had better be...'

"SLYTHERIN!" The sorting hat shouted.

The whole hall went silent as Harry Potter, the boy-who-lived, was sorted into Slytherin. The Gryffindor's looked like someone killed their puppy, the Hufflepuff's, looked terrified, the Ravenclaws were curious and the Slytherin's were shocked.

As the sorting hat leaned down, it covered Harry's face, making it hard for people to see his very evil grin. Eventually the hat was removed by Professor McGonagall, she was a bit disappointed that Harry wasn't in her house but she was just glad the boy was in Hogwarts. She was glad that Harry looked quite healthy, the boy had his fathers face and hair and his mother's eyes. She could tell he was going to attract a lot of female attention with those looks, James would be proud.

Harry calmly made his way over to the Slytherin table, he took a seat next to Daphne Greengrass and was now sat opposite Isabella who sat next to Tracy.

"Ladies" Harry smiled at them.

"You're in Slytherin?" Tracy said, not fully over the shock.

"I believe so" Harry nodded as he looked around "unless I've accidently walked over to the Hufflepuff table" he added jokingly.

"So you're Harry Potter?" A blonde boy asked as he looked down his nose at Harry.

"You weren't paying attention to the sorting were you?" Harry shook his head while tutting his teeth.

"I am Malfoy" The boy introduced himself pompously "Draco Malfoy"

"Ah, the brother of the lovely Miss Malfoy" Harry glanced at Isabella who brightened slightly at being called 'lovely'.

"Ah, you've met my sister" Malfoy sniffed "don't worry about her, she's useless until someone decides to marry her. I don't know who would though, I mean besides being a Malfoy she doesn't have anything going for her, though I suppose her name is enough for her to get a decent pureblood" And just like that any happiness that was present vanished as the girl's shoulders slumped and her eyes fought against the tears that threatened to burst through.

"I don't know about that" Harry said in a conversational tone "I imagine a great many people would be interested in your sister, even without the name"

"Ha" Draco snorted "I don't see how anyone would be interested in her"

"I don't know, good looks and an intelligent mind, I don't see what's wrong with her" Harry looked at Draco as he talked but managed to sneak in a wink at Isabella who looked genuinely surprised at the fact that someone, the boy-who-lived of all people, was willing to defend her. Her father never defended her, in fact he initiated half of the talks based solely around insulting her while Draco initiated the other half. Her mother was the only one who didn't insult her, but she couldn't defend her either. Daphne and Tracy were her friends but they couldn't interfere in family matters full time and when they did Draco would just be worse when they weren't around.

Professor McGonagall watched as Harry Potter conversed with the other Slytherin's, it had been a big surprise for her to have the son of James and Lily Potter in Slytherin, there hadn't been a Potter in Slytherin for at least a hundred years. Though McGonagall wasn't too worried, she had met her fair share of students and there were good and bad in all houses, even Slytherin. She couldn't help the small smile that shoved itself on her face as she looked at the boy who reminded her of two of her favourite students.

Professor Flitwick made no effort to hide the smile on his face as he watched the son of his favourite student sit down and converse with the other snakes, the charms mater was of the same opinion as McGonagall when it came to the snakes. He was rather excited to be able to teach Harry Potter, he was hoping that the boy was like his mother, maybe even with a bit of his father in.

Professor Snape scowled as he saw the Potter brat sit at the Slytherin table, there was no way that the son of James Potter was a snake. He hated just looking at the brat, James Potter's face with Lily Potter's eyes, it's like the child was made just to torment him and give him nightmares. Also it rather annoyed Snape that the boy was much better looking than his father, he could just tell that the boy's arrogance would be just as big as his stupid Potter head.

Hopefully his snakes will be able to drive the brat out, and if they can't then he will do it himself. He could already see the stuck-up idiot strutting around the castle like he owned it.

Dumbledore watched with a smile and twinkly eyes that hid the thoughts going on in his head. Firstly he was glad that Harry Potter looked quite healthy and happy, Minerva gave him a lot of grief over his decision to leave Harry with his muggle relatives, but he knew it was for the best and he was glad to see Harry in such good condition. It appears that Petunia was indeed able to get over her hatred for her sister and raise the boy properly. He was glad he was proven right, he did worry quite a lot about what would happen if Petunia didn't care for the boy.

Today though, the boy had hit a little snag, while Dumbledore thought that Harry was going to be sorted into Gryffindor with a chance of Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw winning out, he knew there was a likelihood of Harry ending up in Slytherin. Truthfully Dumbledore had nothing against Slytherin, though he was now a little worried about how Harry would fare in the house of cunning. After all, many of the children there were the sons and daughters of death eaters.

Hopefully everything would work out okay, Harry needed to be the one to defeat Voldemort. The prophecy made that very clear, he needed to mold Harry into a saviour of the light. Admittedly something that will be much harder seeing as the boy is now in Slytherin but it can still be accomplished.

Soon Harry found himself in the Slytherin common room, it seemed a bit dull to him. It was dark and all that, but it seemed rather boring. He looked around while the other Slytherin's began talking to each other.

"So Potter" A fifth year prefect with horrible teeth strutted up to him, catching the attention of everyone in the room "I am Marcus Flint, I don't know how a filthy half-blood like you got into the noble house of Slytherin. but I think that..."

"Oh look a troll" Harry interrupted as he stared at he boy with a look of childish enthusiasm "I didn't know we'd be learning about trolls on our first day" A few people giggled at the comment.

"I am not a troll!" Flint glared at Harry.

"Well you look a bit too tall to be a goblin" Harry said as he looked at Flint with a confused expression "you have too many limbs to be a snake, judging by the state of you I don't think you're a house elf as they actually are pretty clean. You're not a centaur, too ugly to be one, what exactly are you?"

"I'm a human!" Flint growled

"Sweet Merlin!" Harry exclaimed in shock "Our race has clearly fallen beyond hope if we can classify you as one of us" More than a few people laughed and giggled as Flint turned red in embarrassment and anger.

"You think you're funny Potter?!" Flint demanded as he grabbed Harry by the collar and aimed his wand at him "Huh?! Say something funny now you little shit!"

"Something funny" Harry smirked

"What?" Flint blinked before understanding dawned on him "That is it!" Flint fired a spell at Harry designed to cause painful boils to appear on his face.

The rest of the common room watched as a bright light flashed between Harry and Flint, they then watched as Flint flew backwards and landed on the floor, yelling in pain as painful and big boils spread all over his face. The Slytherin's couldn't understand what had just happened as Harry had been shot point blank yet Flint was the one who suffered the effect of the spell.

"How pathetic" Harry said, his voice bored and irritated. He took out his wand, he flicked it and Flint went flying and crashed into a wall, he slid to the floor and entered unconsciousness. The Slytherin's had all entered a stunned silence, they couldn't believe how easily Harry had defeated a fifth year. There was also the fact that he cast silently, a skill not taught until sixth year at least. Two fifth years drew their wands, Harry flicked his again and they dropped to the floor in agony as their wand arms were shattered.

Harry walked to the centre of the room, he looked around before he kicked his left leg forward and allowed himself to drop backwards, however he didn't get to hit the floor as a chair formed just underneath him. Not just any chair, a throne. Black wood, green cushions and fitted into it and gold armrests with a snake's head at the end. Harry sat comfortably in the chair and stayed silent for a few seconds as the Slytherin's looked at him with fear and awe.

"I find myself disappointed" Harry confessed "I mean, I enter the house of the cunning and ambitious and the first thing I see is a troll trying to start a fight. I expected Slytherin to be more...civilised. Though if violence is the requirement for success in this house then..." Harry flicked his wand and Flint hit the wall again "I fell like I can work with it. But it is disappointing, I mean all of you Slytherin's go on and on about how smart you are. Then the boy-who-lived, defeater of the worst dark lord walks into your den and instead of biding your time and assessing if he was a threat, you decided to attack him instantly. Though I can understand why, you're all older and more experienced and you thought my victory over the dark lord was a fluke. Today I'm issuing a warning since it's the first day, next person who wants to test themselves against me...bring your best."

Harry stood up, the chair disappeared as he did so, Harry calmly walked up to Daphne, Tracy and Isabella, the girls were in a corner and couldn't back away as he approached.

"Ladies" Harry said "I shall see you tomorrow" He gave them a short bow and smile before walking off and up to the first year boy rooms.

In Slytherin each boy had their own room, Harry checked each of the first year rooms, he then took the biggest and best one, usually reserved for the best or most influential/impressive student in that year. Harry doubted anyone was going to be able to take it away from him, he looked around the room, it would do for now.

That night Tonks was struggling to sleep as she laid in her bed, her dorm mates had all fallen asleep but she was awake because images of a green eyed boy kept shooting into her mind.

She only wanted to find a compartment to sit in, the next thing she knew she had some how gotten into a conversation with Harry Potter. Then she had told him her first name, she hated her first name, 'Nymphadora' was not a name you wanted when you're with people who have no problem making fun of you, that name plus her metamorph powers made everyone view her as either a slut or boyfriend stealer. She had only gone on few dates with different boys and only kissed two her whole life, until she sat in that compartment.

Merlin that boy could kiss!

The feeling she felt when she was with him was indescribable, it was like pure happiness, even worse was the fact that it was addictive, she could already sense the desire to go back to him. When they touched her magic felt good, better than it had ever felt, like it was suddenly alive. She tossed and turned, until eventually she lay on her stomach with her face stuffed into her pillow. Eventually she raised her head with a small groan.

"You..."A deep voice spoke softly as she suddenly felt someone's breath against her neck "are mine Nymphadora" The voice said.

Tonks turned around at a lightning speed and sat up, only to find nobody was there. Her room mates were still sleeping, the door was still closed, so were the windows. She looked around and nearly jumped backwards when she caught sight of herself in a mirror, her eyes had turned green, the same emerald green of Harry Potter's eyes. She concentrated and a second later she had brought them back to their usual unusually violet colour.

"What the hell was that?!" She whispered to herself as she still kept looking around the room. 'Was I dreaming?' She wondered 'No, I didn't fall asleep yet. How did he get in my room? He couldn't have, no, I must be imagining things. Though...I know I'm definitely not going sleep now.'

Chapter Fifteen At Least Something Good Came Out Of It

Harry made it down to the Black Lake for lunch to find Hermione waiting for him. He had stopped by the kitchen to get Dobby to pack a lunch for two and ended up with enough food for five.

"Harry!" Hermione practically shouted. "Did you put your name into the goblet?" she asked.
Harry shoulders began to sag and he said in a dejected voice. "I thought you knew me better than that Hermione."

I didn't think you would, but I had to ask." she said back sheepishly.

"So, do you believe I entered myself?" Harry asked, in a neutral tone.

"No Harry. I don't believe you entered yourself." She said with conviction.

"Ron does." replied Harry.

"Ron's just jealous. He'll get over it. He doesn't truly believe you would do it. He knows you better than that." Said Hermione.

"Whatever." Replied Harry, waiving off the comment about Ron.

"What are you going to do now?" asked Hermione. "Can Dumbledore get you out of the tournament? It's not fair that you have to compete with the older students."

"Yeah I talked to Dumbledore and he told me that I was obliged to compete or risk losing my magic." Said Harry.

"That's terrible." Responded Hermione. "That is so unfair."

"When has my life been fair?" Harry asked sarcastically.

At this Hermione gave him one of her bone crushing hugs, she pulled back and said. "We'll get through this Harry. You have my support, the first things we have to do is go to library and find out all we can about previous tournaments. Then we have to learn new spells, you have so much to catch up on with the other champions having three more years' experience than you. I'll start writing a schedule and we will start working on it right away."

"Hermione breathe." Said Harry. "I'm glad you believe me and I appreciate your help, but you have to calm yourself down. I am going to study and practice new spells but I going to do it on my own schedule. If you want to help me out that would be greatly appreciated, but this is my life on the line so I'm going to be doing things my way.

"But Harry, you need to take this seriously. I've heard that people have died in the tournament before." Said a flustered Hermione.

"I know Hermione, and that is probably why the bastard entered me into it, so I will get killed. I'm fully aware of what I have to do and I will do anything I need you to get through this in one piece." Said Harry

"Language Harry." Hermione automatically replied.

"Hermione, you're like a sister to me but you're not my mother. If you're going to be around me, and I hope you will be, you're going to be hearing much stronger language than bastard." Said Harry.

"Harry there's no reason to be impolite." Said Hermione.

"There's no reason to be polite either." said Harry.

"You'll lose points if teachers hear you speak like that." she said back.

"After my last discussion with Dumbledore I don't care what the teacher say." Replied Harry.

"What do you mean Harry? What did Dumbledore say to you?" asked Hermione.

"He gave me detention for what I did to Malfoy yesterday morning and I asked him what punishment Malfoy would get and he said that since he didn't make a threat it or draw his wand, there was nothing he could do." Said Harry.

"Well you did fire at Malfoy first." Said Hermione.

"And I will serve a detention because of that, but with Draco spouting off like that with no consequences proves that I will get no support from any of the teachers." Said Harry.

"That's not true Harry." she said.

"In all of your experience at Hogwarts, what makes you believe that?" he replied, looking at her with a raised eyebrow. Hermione had to think about that and had nothing to say, so Harry asked. "What do the Gryffindor girls say? Does anybody believe that I didn't enter my name into the goblet?"

"Nobody has said anything either way or I haven't pushed so I'm not sure. I don't think they believe you did it." Hermone replied.

"Let me know if you hear anything?" asked Harry.

"OK." replied Hermione.

They continued talking and eating the food that Dobby provided until it was time to go to their next class. Harry was glad that Hermione believed him and was willing to help them out. Hopefully his talk would curb some of her more bossy attributes. Time will tell.

Harry had dinner in the Great Hall that night. The responses were similar to breakfast the other day, if not a little more concerned about a violent reaction. He sat with Hermione and Neville, Ron was further down the table avoiding him. The twins sat down on the other side of the table from him and started with their twin speak.

"It's little Harrikin's…"

"…Youngest seeker of a century…"

"…Slayer of monsters…"

"…Savior of little girls…"

"…Scourge of Dementors…"

"…The Fourth champion…"

"…Doing Gryffindor proud." Finished the twins together.

"Don't forget shortest champion." Teased Hermione.

"Hey!" exclaimed Harry at this last one.

"So what's between you and little Ronnie? He keeps saying you're a liar and a cheat." Said who Harry thought was Fred.

"He doesn't believe that I didn't put my name into goblet and that I don't want to be in this damn tournament." Out of the corner of his eye he saw Hermione flinch at his language, but was able to keep her mouth shut. Harry was proud of her. "Do you guys think I entered?"

Twin one replied. "Nah, we believe you Harry. If you say you didn't do it than we don't think you did it."

"Besides if we couldn't get in…"

"There was no way for you to get in."

"Thanks guys, I appreciate that, I think." Harry said.

"No problem Harrikins. Now that you're in the tournament do you think you're going to win?" said twin two.

"I just want to survive." answered Harry.

"I'm sure you can win." Said Neville.

"Thanks Nev." Replied Harry.

The rest of dinner was a quiet affair for Harry. Nobody really talked to him, and that was fine by him. The rest of the house tables kept sending angry glares towards him and most looked like they wanted to hex him, but did nothing. It looked like it was going to be another terribly year.

The next morning Harry received an owl from Barkaxe. There was a note and a silver ring in the envelope. The note said 'Need to see you about the tournament at 10 am today. Activation phrase is 'time is money'.' Harry figured he would spend the day normally then turn back time and leave from the Chamber of Secrets.

It was an extremely long day, it seemed like time moved slower than normal. Harry regretted not going to the goblins first then turning back time and repeating the day at Hogwarts. Finally the day ended and he made his way down to the chamber and used the Time Turner. Saying "time is money" he disappeared from Hogwarts and appeared in the familiar Portkey arrival room at Gringotts. He was led to Barkaxes office, who was waiting for him.

"Welcome Mr. Potter." Said Barkaxe when Harry entered his office. "Have a seat."

"I hope you have some good news for me?" asked Harry.

"Yes and no Mr. Potter," Said Barkaxe. "The bad news first. You are indeed required to compete in the Tri Wizard Tournament."

Harry interrupted him, "That was the one thing I don't want to happen."

"Understandable Mr. Potter. But there is some good that has happened because of your inclusion in the tournament." Said Barkaxe.

"What good could there be with me having to be in the tournament?" asked depressed Harry.

"Because of the wording of the contract, you are now considered an of age wizard." Said Barkaxe.

"What! What does that mean?" spluttered Harry.

"You now are Lord Potter, Head of the Potter family, and have access to all your vaults and are no longer affected by the restriction on underage sorcery. You also have a seat on the Wizengamot available to you now. You can sit yourself or choose a proxy to sit and vote for you while you are at school." Replied Barkaxe.

"Does this mean that Dumbledore is no longer my magical guardian? And who is the proxy for the Potter seat now?" asked Harry. "Wait, It's Dumbledore isn't it?"

"Yes, to both questions." Said Barkaxe.

"Does he know about my emancipation?" asked Harry.

"We found no reason to inform him of this, but if he has read the tournament rules closely he would be able to figure it out." Said Barkaxe.

'I wonder if Dumbledore will tell me about this? Probably not.' Harry thought. Out loud he said. "So he no longer has access to my vaults?"

Barkaxe answered. "Not anymore. We will deactivate any keys he might have in his possession. There is also another possible benefit to you in the contract, Mr. Potter."

"What is it?" asked Harry.

The way the contract is worded limits the tournament to one champion per school, but doesn't limit the number of schools that can participate." Said Barkaxe.

"What does that mean for me?" responded Harry.

Barkaxe said, "This means Mr. Potter, is that you as the fourth champion are no longer a student of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

"I have to leave Hogwarts?" said a shocked Harry.

"No, Mr. Potter." Said Barkaxe. "The contract is worded so that any participating school, of which you are now considered from, can request living quarters, have unrestricted access to the library, and can attend any class of their choosing. You are also not limited to the school grounds."

Harry was shocked silent at this. Finally he asked. "How does this affect me? Do I have to do anything for my own school?"

"You can choose who you want to represent you on the judges panel. Other than that there is nothing for you to do but participate in any tournament events" Replied Barkaxe.

Harry sat silently deep in thought. 'Since I'm not a part of Hogwarts any more I don't have to follow the school rules or listen to any of the teachers. I'll be back next year so I better not burn too many bridges. No matter what Snape can suck it. Too bad Sirius is still a wanted man, he would've made an excellent headmaster. The biggest prank of his life, he would love it. Maybe I can get Remus to be the Headmaster of my school. That would sure piss off Snape. Yeah, that's what I'll do. Dumbledore has no power over me anymore!'

Barkaxe interrupted Harry's train of thought. "There is still some paperwork you have to complete before you are officially Head of House. Sign here, and here…" Harry signed several pieces of parchment that Barkaxe put in front of him. "The Potter family ring is in the Potter family vault. It is up to you if you want to collect it. It is not required to wear it, but it would make it easier to convince people that you are indeed emancipated. Would you like to visit the Potter family vault now Mr. Potter?"

"Yes I would." Replied Harry. "Barkaxe, you said when I first visited you that I have several properties?"

"That is correct Mr. Potter. I will compile a list and have it available to you when you get back from visiting your vault." Said Barkaxe.

It was a long and twisty trip down to the Potter Family vault, #33. Harry handed his key to the goblin who opened the vault and stood aside. The goblin said. "I will leave you now Mr. Potter. When you are done, activate this rune," He pointed to a rune carved in the wall just outside the vault door. "and a goblin will be by shortly to collect you. Do you need anything else before I go?"

"No thank you, I will be fine." Harry said. The goblin turned around and left on the cart, leaving Harry alone. Stepping into the Potter family vault was a wonder to Harry. Harry could barely see the back of the vault from the vault door. There was a huge pile of gold coins directly I front of the entrance, and a pile of trunks that Harry learned had an expansion charm on the inside, that were filled with Galleons. There were barrels filled with raw and cut gems and precious stones. There was also many glass display cases filled with all types of jewelry. Suits of armor, clothes, weapons, furniture and books filled most of the empty space of the vault.

The biggest treasure for Harry was all the pictures and portraits he found in the vault. Here were many pictures of his mother and father. He found quite a few of a couple that he learned were his grandfather and grandmother. There were pictures and portraits of Potters going back generations. Harry knew that the portraits needed to be tied into the ward scheme of a residence for them to 'come alive' or have a special rune set carved on the frame that draws ambient magical energy into it to power the magic of the portrait, so he had to wait until he got to one of his properties or carved the rune set himself before he could speak to them. His parents had no portraits but his grandparent did, he was a little disappointed at not being able to speak with even a shadow of his parents.

Harry spent the next couple of hours searching the vault. He expanded his trunk and put several things from the vault into it. Several portraits, His grandparents included, plus many of the pictures went into the trunk. Several books, weapons, clothes and a few gems and pieces of jewelry joined the growing pile of stuff he was going to take with him. He also grabbed the Potter Lord ring but couldn't make up his mind if he was going to wear it yet.

Harry didn't want to leave but realized that he would be able to return at any time. Stepping out of vault he pushed magic into the rune. The vault door closed and fifteen minutes later a cart arrived with a different goblin. Ten minutes later he was back in Barkaxes office.

"I have prepared the list of your properties Mr. Potter. I have split the list into two piles for you. The first list is your residential properties. They are listed by your own personal properties and current rented properties. The second list is property that are being used by business in both the Magical and Muggle world." Barkaxe said while handing Harry two pieces of parchment. "I also put together a list of stocks you own in both the Magical and Muggle world." Barkaxe said while handing Harry a third and fourth piece of parchment.

All three lists were surprisingly long. It turned out that he owned a house near Hyde Park in London, and a property on the Lancashire coast near Blackpool, another property in France inMontpelliernearPalavas-les-Flots, and a property in Italy near Praiano. It seemed that the Potters liked beach front properties. There was also a property in Hogsmeade and a flat in Diagon Alley. These were only Potter personal properties, It turned out that there was no property listed in Godrics Hollow. Harry was a little curious about this.

The rental properties were another matter. Harry recognized a few names of students at Hogwarts, but most of the other names he had no clue about. The list had over fifty properties listed. The list of business properties was even longer. There were quite a few in Diagon Alley and Hogsmeade. Harry decided to examine the stock list later.

"How do I get to the properties in this list?" Harry asked, showing Barkaxe the Potter Property list. "And is there a way to have them fixed up and warded if they need it?"

"There might be Portkeys in your vault or we can provide a one time or permanent Portkeys to any of your properties, for a fee. We of course can fix any damage and ward any of your properties, for a fee. I would recommend acquiring a House Elf. They can travel to any property you own and can do most basic repairs and upkeep. Have it check out your properties and report back to you what needs to be done. Now that you are emancipated you can bond a House Elf."

'I wonder if Dobby will work for me? Of course he would. Maybe Winky will also work for me? I wonder what's involved with bonding a house elf?' Harry thought. "What do you recommend I do about the rental properties?" he asked Barkaxe.

Barkaxe responded. "I would have an assessment of current market value done for all your properties, personal, rental, and business, and adjust the rent to current rates. This is part of my normal duties so there will be no extra fee."

"Yes, do the assessment, but hold off on raising the rates until I have a chance to go over the information please Barkaxe." Said Harry.

"It will take a few days to complete Mr. Potter." Replied Barkaxe.

"No hurry. Is there anything else?" asked Harry.

"We have sold about ten percent of the Basilisk so far. 431,333 galleons 5 sickles, and 11 knuts have been deposited in your Sam Underhill vault." Said Barkaxe. "The cloaks and purse will still be a few weeks before they are ready because we have to cure the Basilisk skin before it can be used,"

'I'm never going to be able to spend all that money! Damn! Now that I'm an emancipated minor should I get rid of the Sam identity? No I can still use it to do things I don't want the Potter name involved with. Rons not getting a claok or a mirror anymore. Maybe… yeah, I'll give Rons cloak to Remus and still have an extra.' Harry thought. "That's fine. I was going to give them as Christmas gifts, so if they are ready by then it will be fine." He said. "Anything else?"

"We believe we are getting closer to utilizing the Horcrux to find the others. Our experts believe it will be accomplished in a few weeks." Said Barkaxe.

This brought Harrys excitement down a peg or two. "That's good. I should go. Will the Portkey take me back to the same place I left from?"

"Of course Mr. Potter. Have a good day, and congratulations on becoming a Lord." Barkaxe said, and then he called a goblin to escort Harry to the Portkey room.

He had a very important question to ask Dobby when he got back to Hogwarts, and a lot to tell Sirius. He had to look up what being a Lord meant in the wizarding world, is it different in the Muggle world? Is he a Lord in the Muggle world too? He had to train and get ready for the first task. He also had to figure out how he is going to handle Dumbledore and the teachers of Hogwarts. Look out Snape, Harry Potter is free

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