Harry Potter and the Wandless Magic

Chapter Ten: Awakening

Harry twiddled his thumbs as he waited in a small conference room at Gringotts. Dora had dropped him off ten minutes ago before she went on to the Ministry to continue her Auror training. She had told him to tell her all about it, but he wasn't sure what he would say. If being able to use wandless magic was so rare, how would he even begin to describe it? He could barely describe Parseltongue to Ron and Hermione, and they had been there to hear it.

The longer he waited, the more his worry mounted. What if he couldn't ever control it? Gruknot seemed optimistic about the whole thing, but it hadn't been tested yet. So many things could go wrong and based on the track record of his life, things definitely will go wrong.

The door swung open and Gruknot waved Harry out of the room. "Come along, Mr. Potter. There's much to learn, and I have other things scheduled other than this fascinating experiment."

Harry blanched. "Wait. Experiment?"

"Of course, Mr. Potter. I checked the records. We haven't seen a true wandless wizard since 1297. His name was Eustace Cadderwald or Eustace the Wandless. Unfortunately, he never really understood the full writings of Merlin and was killed by a wand-wielder before he reached the age of 25."

"You have the original writings of Merlin?!" Harry shrieked.

"Of course not. That would be impossible. Most goblins believe that the supposed trove of all of his magical secrets never really existed and was a lie that was perpetuated by the Disciples of Morgana. In any case, I intend to make you see the full scope of your abilities so that when you return to Hogwarts, you can do so with less risk to your fellow students."

"Less risk?"

Gruknot tilted his head in a half-shrug. "There is always risk when learning magic, Mr. Potter. Even at Hogwarts, a student who is learning wand magic can wreak havoc. In the case of wandless magic and the potency of your particular magical core, the safer the better."

"I'm sure Dumbledore will be happy about that," Harry said.

"Yes, he actually stopped by the same day you were here, inquiring what business you had with Gringotts."

Harry rubbed his chin. "What did you tell him?"

"That it was none of his concern. He wasn't the Muggle or magical guardian so we could not disclose that information. He was, shall we say, less than pleased and made an idle threat about bringing the matter before the Wizengamot."

With a frown, Harry repeated, "Wizengamot?"

"Yes, the high court that makes and amends the laws for wizards. There are fifty members, all from old families or their representatives. Its leader is called the Chief Warlock and Albus Dumbledore currently holds that seat."

"What if he makes good on the threat?"

Gruknot shrugged as they walked along a long hallway that led to a golden door. "Even if he did, only I and few others know that you are a wandless wizard. Only those you tell will know it from here on out. I suggest that you keep it a secret for as long as you can. Allies can turn on you if they feel threatened or jealous. The Ministry isn't known for making smart decisions when they are influenced by fear."

"Speaking from experience?" Harry asked.

The goblin scholar opened the golden door. "My father was killed in the last so-called Goblin Rebellion of 1932. In truth, many goblins were slaughtered when we organized a large party for a former Director's son. In response, we attacked the Ministry and fought to a standstill, killing 24 wizards and witches in the process. Another treaty was signed and those that put the goblins to death were put to death."