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Progress

It had been a year since her reincarnation. Esther sat at her study table as she went over the financial report Griphook had owled her. The purpose of having her own vault allowed her to make some questionable withdrawals. During the past year, Esther had invested in muggle technology under the name of Esther Hellsing. She had also bought some shares and lands under the name. Other than the manager of her vaults, Griphook, no one knew the true identity of the mysterious Lady Hellsing. 

Her investments had been doing fairly well. Now all she needed was someone to manage all of her business ventures. She knew who she wanted to hire, but the complications it would bring would be hazardous as of now. Esther sighed looking over the shelves that lined the walls of the room, filled to the brim with runes and Arthimency books. 

She had picked up a hobby whilst in this world. Chess had become her best friend, and so had runes. She spent hours daily sitting in her study experimenting. Alchemy entries she had found in the Potter library intrigued her to no end. Esther was a true book worm, and she was proud of it. 

However, she had not expected to meet someone while pursuing her hobby. Six months into her new life, an aged man had been escorted into her living room while she had been drinking hot tea while reading an old text on Dark Runes. She almost burnt her tongue when he walked in. 

Albus Dumbledore in all his aged fashion stood at the door. His eyes twinkling with curiosity and expectancy. 

"My lady Potter, what a fine day it is today is it not?"

"Professor Dumbledore. I have not seen you since my parents died."

The twinkle in his eyes dimmed, "yes, I had expected you to have an edict memory. More so when Lady Hellsing made her show into the world."

"Why am I not surprised." She replied, amused. "please take a seat."

Dumbledore made himself comfortable on the chair across from hers. Eyes glowing with mischief Esthers lips quirked upwards.

"Lemon drop, sir?"

He smiled, his eyes returning the mischief, "why of course."

'Yes it was a very odd day' 

[Ik this is confusing but trust me on this]

Dumbledore POV

When the Potters vault keys disappeared, He had suspected something was off. Esther Lillian Potter was the only child of the Potter family. She was not supposed to know about the wizarding world at such a young age. Yet when Lady Hellsing began to rise in fame, Dumbledore couldn't help but notice how she began running the Potter and Black companies. Puzzled, he decided to consult Esther's birth report. 

It all made sense. The girl had an edict memory. Other than that it seems as if she was quite intelligent and witty on her own even with her age. 

Making up his mind Dumbledore apparated to Godric's Hollow. The building looked as old and rusty as it had been for a few years, but the subtle layers of magic around it blocked the beautiful house to be viewed by muggles. The magic was so subtle and powerful that it was difficult for a wizard to see through it as well. 

Dumbledore was greeted at the door by the house-elf Minty. She led him into the house where he met the one and only, Esther Lillian Potter. She was rather small, with an average height of 5,1 as expected of an eight-year-old. She had Lily's Avada Kadavra green eyes. Her hair was long, just below her shoulders, It was silky and was a mixture of pure auburn and ivory black. The lightning-shaped scar on her neck proved her identity. 

Quick-witted with a relaxed composure, she was a force to reckon with young age or not. He had noticed the ancient book of Dark Runes in her hands and wondered if he should be worried. For now, he would ignore it, she was eight and had a long time before she would have to choose a side. On a happy note, he had acquired an intelligent friend. Now it was not odd to see the Headmaster of Hogwarts in Esther's study as they discussed the intricacies of Runes.