The Adventures of Harry Potter-Flamel

4. Occlumency

Previously on the Adventures of Harry Potter-Flamel...

"Mister Flamel, what you are asking for isn't something common. Are you sure you want to go through this course of action?" Axeblade, the old-looking goblin seated on the other side of the table, remarked.

Nicholas nodded slowly. "On event of my untimely death, the Flamel name and fortune shall pass to Harry James Potter," he nodded towards his adopted son who simply sat still, observing the situation. "However, since I am the blood heir, without my will, the blood magic will not fuse properly with him, since him and me, as unfortunate as that is, do not share blood."

Harry glanced at him but said nothing. Sirius continued. "In order to promote complete transference of powers, wealth and privileges as the rightful Lord of Flamel, I insist on a blood-adoption of Lord Harry James Potter, into the Ancient and most Noble House of Flamel as Hadrian Flamel."

"Dad, this-" Harry tried, but could not figure out what to say. The blood adoption thing had been completely new and out of the plan. Nicholas had not revealed that part of his plan.

"All in good time, son." His adoptive father interrupted sweetly but Harry understood the meaning between the lines.

Keep quiet and just go with the flow.

"If that is what you wish, Heir Flamel." Axeblade took out a ritual bowl, and a white sacrificial dagger. Then, he handed the dagger to Nicholas and nodded. "You know what to do."

Nicholas nodded and slashed his palm open with the dagger, blood oozing out of it in flows. He closed his fist and let some of the blood trickle down and fall on to the bowl, which started to glow with some kind of ethereal glow.

"Exaudi orationem meam..." he chanted, "Familia magicum."

Instantly, bright dazzling flames lit up from the ritual bowl, engulfing his bloodied fist, but the fire seemed to do no harm to him. The crimson flames changed color, into black.

"Quos ego placabo hostiis Meis", he paused, "eligere novum rex vester". He paused as he stared at Harry for a moment, "Harry James Potter ut Hadrian Nicholas Flamel"

Instantly the fire became white for a moment as Sirius took his now healed fist out, and beckoned at Harry. Harry took the dagger, slashed his palm, and then thrust it into the white flames, which rose to engulf it whole.

"I, Hadrian Nicholas Flamel, Heir of the Ancient and Noble House of Flamel, by blood, by oath and by magic, take over the powers and responsibilities of the House of Flamel and its ambient magics. As I will it, so mote it be."

The flames changed their nature to black again as Harry felt something sir deep inside him. It rose and fell, churning like the waves of the ocean, boiling, bubbling, and eager to resurface at his command. Magic as versatile as the water, shifting its form as its bearer desired, and yet powerful enough to smash the mountains into nothing but dust with the passage of time. The magic, coiling all around protectively like a snake, and yet cold and intimidating to its enemies.

The flames receded and Harry found a large, beautiful signet ring on his ring finger which had a golden capstone and had a griffin on top, the capstone was created of obsidian and had an adder engraved on the surface of it.

"I pronounce thee, Hadrian, Heir of Flamel." Axeblade declared, much to Nicholas's satisfaction.

"So I really am your son now" Harry asked breaking the silence.