When Harry met Wednesday

Chapter 3: Shake Things Up a Bit

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Chapter 3:
Shake Things Up a Bit

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It seems the Addams name carried a lot of weight with the goblins. After a short discussion with Grognak, yet another goblin was brought in.

This one was a middle aged goblin with an air of authority, and unlike Grognak, showed no fear.

He simply sat down in Bookbinder's chair as the master archivist left. "I am Ragnok, head of our curse breaking department."

He introduced himself respectfully, then got right down to business. "The Fidelus is a powerful ward."

Because of its nature, wizards think of it as unbreakable except by the secret keeper. This is exactly the sort of attitude which makes us show disdain for most wizards."

"Then you can break the Fidelus." Harry stated with a smile.

"There is no spell, rune, or ward that cannot be broken." Ragnok agreed.

"It is just a matter of time, money, and danger."

He pressed his palms together, and clacked his claws.

"We can bring down the fidelus ourselves, but it will take a great deal of time. It may prove quite dangerous as well depending on what other protections the location has. On the other hand, with your help we can take it down in a matter of minutes. Best case scenario of course."

"What do you need?"

"Your help placing my team in an ideal array surrounding the location. Since the property belongs to you, you should also be able to deactivate any other protections." Ragnok explained, then looked thoughtful.

"if you have an elf for the property, that will simplify things even further. The elf should be able to assist more easily and accurately than you."

His eyes widened as he realized what he just said. "Of course I mean no offense. Elves are simply......"

Harry interrupted the nervous goblin. "Don't worry about it. I have respect for most house elves. Unfortunately, I'm not sure the one living there will help me."

"It must." Grabnach said. "You own the property, thus you own the elf. Besides, you have been narged heir Black, if it is a Black family elf, then it must obey you."

"Sirius made me his heir? He can do that even though I'm not a Black?" Harry asked, shocked at the revelation.

"But you do have Black ancestry, so yes. A simple test would be to call your elf to you."

Grabnach suggested. "If it is bound to you, then it will not be able to resist your summons."

"Okay... Kreacher!" Harry called out.

Immediately a filthy, aged house elf popped into existence in front of Harry.

Upon seeing who had summoned him, Kreacher stamped his feet and shook violently. "No no no no no!, "Kreacher won't!, "He won't obey the filthy half-blood!"