Emrys: A Harry Potter Story

Chapter 6

"Griphook, my business at the bank today is done. But I would like to go shopping today, and I am also wondering when we can put Operation Sirius Black in action. Also, how I can meet up with the Flamel's and the family friend's that my parent's mentioned in their will."

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The goblin smiled wildly. "The next Wizengamot council meeting is next month. I can owl you the date when it comes close. I trust that your familiars will help you train?"

The assembly of creatures nodded happily. Griphook laughed.

"As for "Operation Sirius Black", as you call it, we can plan sometime this week, after you settle down. Do you have somewhere to live?"

Vasilia spoke up. " We have it covered."

She met Harry's curious gaze. "You'll make your own home."

She laughed at his look of wonder.

Griphook chuckled again. "Ahh there is never a dull moment with you around! I will arrange a will reading next week so the people mentioned in the will and Flamel's will hear your parent's will and met you all at once. Is that alright with you?"

Harry nodded. He didn't know what he would do without Griphook. He told the goblin so.

Griphook waved him off. "You have shown the Goblins of the British Branch of Gringotts respect we haven't seen in millennia. This is our way of saying "Thank You". In fact, the King of Goblins would like to meet you tomorrow at noon."

Harry's jaw drop. His magic told him that meeting the immortal King was a great honor. No wizard has ever met him for millions of years, ever since the time of Merlin. He would be the first in his time.

"T-t-that w-w-would be a-awesome t-th-th-thank y-you!", he stammered. "I a-am h-h-ho-hon-honored."

His life had changed so much today. It had started with a beating so bad, he wished for death, and ended with a life so good, that he discovered he had magic, his parents loved him, and now his audience with the King of Goblins.

Griphook grinned. "Good. For a second I thought I had to tell you that declining would be as safe as poking a sleeping dragon in the eye."

"HEY!", protested Aziz, Alden, Atlas, Blaze, Falvius, Wolverine, Iniko, Bhavishnu.

The offended dragons thought for a moment. What Griphook said made them seem strong.

"Oh", they said sheepishly.

The female dragons rolled their eyes in exasperation. Their mates were so stupid at times.

Harry and Griphook just laughed at the dragons, amused.

"Anyways, back to the topic," said Harry. "Since I am apparently famous, I don't want to attract attention, so is there a way to, you know, change my appearance?"

"Yes, that is actually one of your powers. Do you remember the Metamorphmagus power that was on the list of powers you have blocked?" At Harry's nod, he continued. "Well, that means you can change your appearance at will. All you have to do is think about it."

Harry closed his eyes and concentrated. He wanted to look around the same age, but with brown hair and hazel eyes. He chose not to have his scar on display, even though you could only faintly see it. In fact, you wouldn't even notice it unless you knew what to look for. He opened his eyes again.

"Did it work? To I look different?"

Griphook nodded. "Yes, you were successful. Even me, with goblin eyesight, cannot see past your glamour. Take a look at yourself." He handed the young King a conjured mirror.