Griphook watched the ring and the crystal, lying on the waiting table of the Office of inheritance. Duty meant another boring watch.
Yes, Gringotts office of inheritance was a step up from operating the underground train. But the youngest workers got the long night shifts, where the seniors enjoyed their peaks.
That the office had need of a guard was caused by the ring. A ring of a noble house in Gringotts was a rare situation. Normally a successor could not rip the ring fast enough of the still cooling body of the former lord.
But in the cases where there was no heir of age and the guardian did not want to show off or run the risk of becoming a target, a ring went to Gringotts to wait for the accession of the heir to adulthood, or if the heir died – of natural causes, of cause, to the next worthy member of the family, who then would place his or her fat ass in the family seat of the Wizengamot.
And it was part of Gringotts obligation to its clients to be able to present the noble ring as soon as the successor, whoever it was, fulfilled the requirement for succession. And so a ring would wait in Gringotts for the time.
The guardian for the heir to this particularly ring did not have a need to show more power, and because of that, he had to spend another boring watch.
Of cause there was a good chance the boy would die before reaching the age of 17, if one should believe the stories that got out from Hogwarts.
But those stories were small beside the story belonging to the crystal. The story from the senior worker of it arrival had made the crystal fascinating. Beings greater than Merlin. He had spent whole watches glazing into the crystal, and sometimes he had seen movement in it.
But now it had lost its appeal and it had turned into another boring thing, waiting for the boy to come of age, since the guardian did control the access to the boy closely and would not have the boy disturbed.
So the only good thing about the long shifts now, was that no superiors would be present, which made it the right time to read and experiment a bit with his mushrooms. His latest bash looked very promising. October was always a good month for fungus. And the new book on Bodrod, the great eater of wizards, sounded promising. Maybe there even would be a new recipe for him on roasting wizards.
The fire in the Goblet had just turned red again. Sparks were flying out of it. Long flame shot suddenly into the air, and borne upon it was another piece of parchment. (Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire).
The sound banged and banged, light was flashing. Griphook stood up and looked on the ring and the crystal. The lights, the sounds. Duty for any goblin was to act when called.
He grabbed the items. Portkey – a portkey to Hogsmeade, of cause. He could get one from the wizard security force. On fungus Griphook was much faster that night than his superior, who was a bit occupied down below when the alarm went off, as he was at a better dinner, made of the last month’s failures to pay their mortgages. Griphook superior was later not pleased with losing his monthly salary for not disturbing the heir unnecessarily.
“Empty threat, Karkaroff” growled a voice from near the door. “You can’t leave your champions now. He’s got to compete. They’ve all got to compete. Binding magical contract, like Dumbledore said. Convenient, eh?”. Moody had just entered the room. (Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire).
The argument was stopped as all turned their head toward the door by the sound of heavy boots. Confused, they watched as a goblin with a crystal in one hand entered the room, the other hand closed about something. Bagman started to be nervous, hoping the goblin was not there for him.
Dumbledore said: “I am sorry, but this meeting is restricted. I must ask you to leave. I am sure whatever you are here for can wait for tomorrow”.
“This is a circus anyway, so why not a goblin” commented Karkanroff.
“I am Griphook, on official Gringotts business. I was directed to go here by an elf, since Lord Potter should be here”.
Dumbledore started to protest: “Harry Potter is not of age yet”.
Griphook showed some teeth’s: “Today Lord Harry Potter has been recognized by magic as an adult. As such he is now Lord Potter, and it is the duty of Gringott to present his lordships with his ring. Gringott do not know nor care about why or how. That is not matters for Gringott”.
“I am Harry and why do you call me a lord?” said Harry.
Griphook smiled: “Because your father was one. Give me your right hand”.
Confused Harry obeyed and before Dumbledore could stop it, Griphook pressed the ring on Harry ring finger, with resulted in a small light show around the ring and Griphooks and Harrys fingers. Dumbledore started too looked worried, while Snape went green. The rest, except Griphook, showed different amount of disbelief and or mystification of the situation. Fleur gasped: “Zis little boy - a lord!”
While still keeping Harry’s hand Griphook said: “Thank you. Gringott hope you will continue to use our services. The first business we have for you is a request from your cousin to contact him as soon as possible”.
Harry said: “A cousin, my only cousin is Dudley. Why should he want to talk with me?”
Griphook answered: “I do not know” as he pushed Harry’s hand onto the crystal, which started to glow and expand.
Dumbledore felt his hair on his neck start to rise, as a mysterious energy penetrated the wards of Hogwarts with ease.
The images of an interior of a house started to emerges in the crystal and a person seemed to fly into the crystal.
The flying person, a young woman, seemed to say something in anger, and then smashed something on the crystal. Sounds started to be heard.
“Dammed translator. Do you know how early it is the morning?” said the angry floating women.
Griphook answered: “No idea. Gringott was instructed that the crystal should be brought before Lord Potter as soon as it was possible, so that Lord Potter could speak with his cousin. The instruction has been carried out as requested by the client”.
The floating girl turned: “Another one, very well. Tenchi is outside doing his morning routine”. The woman went through the wall. The spectators were impressed. That was a very nice piece of magic.
Short after a young man in jeans and no t-shirt entered, bearing a sword. He said “Greeting cousin, I am Tenchi. Sorry about Ryoko. She is not a morning person. And you are Potter, Harry Potter?”
“Eh, yes. That’s right. Are you my cousin? I didn’t know I had any family in the East” said Harry.
Tenchi answered: “Not directly, we share genes from an ancestor. Probably from my grandfather or my great grandfather. Both have been on Earth, or colony 0315, as it is named by Jurai, for shorter or longer time.”
Harry said, rather confused: “??? I really do not know what you are talking about???”
Tenchi smiled and said: “Quite understandable. I was pretty confused myself, when I found out that I am part alien and a prince of the largest power in the Galaxy. But I think it is easier to explain this way.
Do you regularly get into battle with monsters, rescues beautiful women from deadly situation and fight evil person bent on conquest and/or destruction? Do you think that the Universe is out to get you?”
“Eh, yes. Every year since I turned eleven, and yes, I’m just been forced to precipitate in a deadly game” answered Harry, now shocked.
Tenchi continued to smile as he said: “That is the inheritance we share. A power, or a curse, if you want, you did not know before now. You see, long time ago, three goddess of power beyond belief, started to search for a being greater than them self. Each goddess did it in her own way.
One of the goddess made a pact with a very handsome pirate, our ancestor. A pirate who god the powers to create an empire by subjecting vast areas of the galaxy. The Goddess payment for the powers he got was the control of his genetic inheritance, which she had sensed carried the seed of beings greater than her.
And to bring those beings forth, well, she is a believer of the survival of the fittest. So since that time, the universe has being doing its best to both unlock the powers of any family members and to secure that our genes are carried on to the next generation, by throwing us into one crazy situation after another, together with powerful partners, who are perfect for the continuity of our legacy.
Of cause, the goddess also finds our lives to be great entertainments. Being immortal is rather boring. You and me, we are not the only ones in the Universe. Although most of us, who are decedents of great-grandfather or grandfather, lives in Japan for the time being.
What it means for us? Well, personally I could not live without my female companions, although I could do without their idea, that I should become the God-Emperor of the Universe. The paper work alone involved, no thank.
For you, if you survive your tests, you decide. You can become the ruler of Earth, or take a trip to Jurai and ask the goddess for a ship and contend for being the next emperor of Jurai and rule the Galaxy.
Now, I know this is much to take in. But think it through and contact me later, when you have had some time to reevaluate what had happen in your life.
For now only remember the following three warnings: •If a girl by the name little Washu comes by and want a sample from you, run. •If a woman by the name Seto Kamiki Jurai wants to talk with you, you should know that her hobby is matchmaking. Run. •And the last thing. The goddess ideas about good entertainment also include the rite of marriages. The Jurai marriages rituals include a big wedding and lot of leather, chains and a bull-whip for the girl. The boy, well, I think you get the idea.
So, good luck whit your game, and remember if you survive, you can be whatever you want. The sky is not the limit.
The crystal turned off, becoming black.
While Harry continued to stare on the crystal, Dumbledore started to send people home or back to their rooms. The Triwizard Tournament for the time forgotten.
Later, well, most of the younger participant of the meeting had an interesting story for their respective common rooms. Harry was moved to the care of Madam Pomfrey.
Crouch and Bergmann wasn’t invited by Dumbledore for a nightcap. But Bergmann was not sorry about that. He did not have to pay for his own drinks that night at The Leaky Cauldron. Griphook made his rapport to his superior, and got transferred to the Office of Dragon, the feeding of, since there was no longer a need for a guard in the Office of inheritance.
And Crouch, well, it is best not to think of such unpleasant things.
Owls started to fly.
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