Today, i've come to the gringgots again. with an enchanted bagpack by myself, I stride through the crowded place. My parents always have their trust on me. they said I've an old soul and quite wise, even if they are worried, they'll still accept my request with a promise to come back safe and kicking.
my blonde platinum hair is in mess, since I'm dropping out of the bus. but it's not normal bus of course. it is a unique experience to take the infamous magical Knight bus to the leaky cauldron. another wizards or witches who quoting it in their book just tell about how horrid the bus is.
and I disagreed.
compared to the floo network or the apparition, the knight bus is the most convenience transportation, especially for Muggleborn like me. it certainly enchanted enough to let it's passenger sleep inside. and it'll not butcher you to Sunday's if you messed up (like apparated) or totally send you to unrelated place if you misspell the pronounce (like the fire floo).
As long as there is the driver and the bus boy, then you're peachy. just enjoy it like you did a rollercoaster on theme park. it's also funny to see the bus boy being so polite to me, maybe my appearance remind him of someone else. i doubt if it because I can't control my magics power and leaking, since even until today no one has saying or reprimanding me about it. since my latest trip down the magical world make me a bit disappointed as I can feel how strong their magic power is. to be honest, majority is minuscule compared to mine.
and I don't know if it was a common theme in wizarding world. but i am as sure as hell they have many scream induced activities. like goblins carts. yep, totally adrenaline junkies the lots of them.
i can see some people wearing mundane peoples clothes in the crowds this time. probably the parents of first years like my self. some goblins smirk at the new bloods with their sharp little fangs in display. they look having fun terrifying those peoples.
I'm so glad that my parents manage to control themself and be rational until we get home. at least I can still keep my face straight especially in front of the Purebloods and Half-bloods families that also doing some shopping around here for their child's who is gonna go to Hogwarts too this year.
Wearing madam malkins robes also help me a lot this time, no one stare at me with weird looks like the first time my parents and me go to diagon alley. it's also convenience, since behind my dark navy robes have another clothes inside it that resembling muggles dress shirt and vest, making me can walk in the two worlds easily.
A goblin that I asked for then Arrived. The tan coloured with formal dress Goblins were none other than the manager of my Vaults. Little Fingers as he introduces himself to me.
The truth is, i've found something interesting last night when I browse into books that I've ordered from Flourish and Blotts. A certain family pictures in the book of Purebloods and History, making me interested.
"Come here, sir" The little fingers led me to a chamber with a goblet in the middle of the room.
yes, it was the famous blood inheritance.
in some rare cases if a half bloods or Muggleborn can awaken their bloodline of a wiped out noble houses and have the money to make it official in the Gringgots. then they'll have a chance to reclaim the house lordship according to how direct their blood relations is to the noble house.
When I pour my blood from a slash created by Goblins knife inside the goblet, as per Little fingers instruction. the tapestry shining with a line and names appeared one by one.
And I can't help but to curse.
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