The games people play By fvdv123

Chapter 2

Disclaimer:

Mrs. J.K., I am still having fun messing your story up. For free even.

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Before I left, I tried all the spells on my repertoire. I could change that iron pipe into an ax…

Wisdom -1

Yeah, yeah. I had to think about that first, I know! I left the dungeon with less than I came in with. Another lesson learned. I put the dirty clothes in my inventory and pulled them back out… They stay dirty! Dammed, all those bastards that get clean clothes, and I get them back dirty.

I went to bed, at least the bed is nice. Tomorrow we are going to start grinding the shit out of these zombies.

2 Grinding zombies.

I am definitively not a morning person. Susan and Hannah thought it was a good idea to jump on my body to wake me up. It woke me up alright, both seem to float on a sugar high. I need a shower and breakfast to deal with that kind of energy.

A second downer is the lack of notifications of that Game. No notification of getting my body back to health, nothing at all. It seems wanting to make it harder for me… right, Extreme Hard Mode. I decided to ignore that shitty game altogether.

They put me on a potion regime, to get the undernourishment out of my body and correct my growth. Auror Connie was at the breakfast table happily chatting with Amelia. An idea popped into my head, I asked Aunty Amelia: "Madam Bones, what is a trust vault?"

Auror Connie answered: "A trust vault is a vault your parents set up for your education. I hold enough Galleons to pay Hogwarts and sometimes the parents leave their old notes and books… Director, is it possible the Potters left some clues behind in young Harry's vault?"

Manipulation 1

Amelia looked at me: "Do you want to see what your trust vault holds Harry?" I nodded: "Yes please, and can I maybe have some pocket money? I never had any, and want to buy something with it." Connie asked: "What do you want to buy young Harry?" I shrugged: "A book maybe? It is not the thing I want, it is to buy something with my own pocket money." Amelia handed the vault key to Connie: "Go first to his aunt's house, then make a stop at Gringotts."

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Petunia's house was fucked up. Fire and water damage all over made the place ready for demolition. Connie led me inside, I started to scavenge the place from top to bottom. The attic was lost, nothing could be used, Dudley's room had some of his old clothes in a plastic bag, the bag disappeared in my inventory.

The kitchen provided a spare knife set Petunia once got for Christmas, A frying pan too, I had a love-hate relationship with that pan, a few years back Petunia smacked me on the head with it. The real treasure grove was the tool shed. A pair of hammers, a reek, and a set of big screwdrivers. All found their way in my inventory. From each room I took a token souvenir, to have something to show. From my cupboard, I took my favorite toy, a small broken green toy soldier. I smiled at Connie and told her I was done. She put everything in a bag and shrunk it.

Next stop: Gringotts. Connie presented the key to the Teller: "Heir Potter wants to inspect his trust vault to see if his parents left him something other than Galleons." The ride down was fun, at the vault the goblin opened the door.