Stretching after a nice dreamless sleep finally he thought, but now that he really thought about it ever since he had made the journey to this new world he did not seem to have the nightmares he usually did, it must have been a side effect of the changeling potion he had taken.
Walking into his closet Harry decided to dress in his best battle suit,skin tight Mithril shimmering in a deep forest green with matching shirt. Pulling on the knee length leather boots reinforced with Mithril Harry chose a emerald green cloak and wrapping it around his shoulders secured the fastenings at the shoulders and each breast before moving towards the kitchen and a quick breakfast.
Thoughts going over his plans for the day he decided that he could get the last of the transport pylons placed this morning and then he would stop at the enclave of free house elves before making his way to Diagon ally and Gringotts.
Leaving the kitchen he made his way down the hallway towards what looked like a dead end atrium style room.Glancing at the runes inlaid in the floor Harry made sure he was standing over a certain set before he pointed his hand at a certain symbol on the floor to his right and let a burst of magic hit it.As the transporter activated taking him down to the hidden cavern vault Harry thought that his magic was becoming so easy to control now, a simple thought of what he wanted done and his magic responded.
Walking over to the long line of trunks he had yet to empty, Harry chose one that had about ten million galleons in it. Waving his hand at it and thinking about it floating near his side he watched in satisfaction as it did just what he had thought.Placing his hand on the top of the trunk once he had stepped back on his arrival point Harry tried a new experiment and touching his magical, core thought about the runes activating sending him back up the ground floor of the outpost.Smiling in satisfaction as his experiment proved that he no longer needed hand movements to direct his magic, only thought, Harry made his way back to the hospital section so he could collect the last six pylon arrays.
Standing in the middle of the transport array in the hospital barn with two trunks, each a hands reach away on either side, Harry slashed his hand down in front of him as he thought about his destination.
Three hours later as the last Array was glowing with activation Harry smiled at a job well done. Obscuring the top of his ears slightly with a notice me not charm Harry slashed his hand to open a rift to the hidden enclave of house elves, or where they were in his old world.Walking out of the rift Harry looked around as frightened cries were heard as the house elves saw an intruder appear in their hidden community.Seeing several scowling house elves running towards him Harry let the charm around his ears drop and stood there in a non threatening manor waiting for the guardians to notice what he was.
Tackling his companion that was in the process of casting a curse at the intruder Blinky prayed to the old ones he was in time to save his brother.
Most of the other house elves had quieted and stopped panicking when they noticed the ears on the intruder.The ears were pointy and seeing the waist long hair and sharp angular features of the intruders face and the deep shinning emerald green eyes they dropped down to one knee as they recognized one of the High Ones.
Tinky was mad and came up fighting as he yelled at his brother, “Why is you stopping Tinky from hexing intruder.”
Pulling his brother back down Blinky whispered worriedly, “Tinky almost cursed a High One, Blinky did not want to loose his brother.”
Tinky snapped his head around towards the intruder and started to shake in fear as he noticed that his brother was right. Standing before them was one of the High Ones of legend.
Tinky prostrated himself fully on the ground wailing, “Please don’t kills Tinky. Tinky did not mean to attack High One.”
Trying to smile in a reassuring way Harry stepped forward and knelt down in front of the trembling house elf., gently raising the trembling house elf up off the ground so he could look him in the eyes Harry calmly and as gently as possible crooned soothingly,“It is alright, you did not do anything wrong little one. You wanted to protect your home from what you thought was a threat. That is a good thing.”
Hugging the crying and hiccupping house elf to his breast Harry stood up as he cradled the young elf.“Shh, little one it is going to be alright,” Harry continued to croon softly to the little one, ignoring the awe filled stares of the rest of the House elves kneeling around him.
Smiling down at the house elves brother, Harry caressed the elves face in his arms as he softly told him, “Sleep little one, sleep,” reinforcing the words with his magic.Harry walked over to a small bed he had conjured with a thought, kneeling down slowly he placed the now sleeping house elf on it, smiling as he pulled up a light weight cover, tucking him in.
Stepping back a few steps Harry conjured a comfortable chair to sit in, “Please stand up, there is no need to kneel to me, I am nothing special.”
Blinky looked around at the others as he slowly stood up afraid that he was not showing respect and would be struck down.
The rest of the house elves seeing that Blinky was not struck down slowly got to their feet just as the village elders ran into the clearing.
Yelling loudly at the elves standing around their visitor, “Why is you standing? Showing no respect like this to the High One,” The oldest of the Elders cried out in dismay.
Harry was really starting to become uncomfortable with all the bowing and scraping all the magical creatures he had met so far seemed to be doing, he gently interrupted the old house elves tiradewith a sigh. “Please, it makes me very uncomfortable when people drop to their knees when they see me. It is bad enough that every being that takes one look at me bows in respect without you lot dropping to the floor.”
Stopping in mid yell hearing the words of the High One, Eldest slowly turned and took the stick from his belt and started to hit himself over the head muttering, “Must punish self for disrespecting the wishes of High One.”
Seeing what the old elf was about to do, Harry sent out a surge of magic freezing the old elf before the stick hit his head. “Stop, you must never punish yourself,especially for something not in your control.” Harry’s voice was fierce as he caused the stick to turn to dust with a thought.
Elder cringed when his body froze fearing that this was the end, after hearing the words spoken to him he relaxed slightly but to his shock his stick turned to dust as he was released.Bowing so deep that his nose was almost touching the ground, Eldest asked in awe, “What can the house elves be doing for the High One?”
Even after all the years of dealing with the hyperactive Dobby, Harry was saddened by the subservience of the proud creatures in front of him. Shaking his head in sadness he pleaded, “Please rise, meet me face to face as the proud being I know you are.”
Not believing what he was hearing Eldest slowly brought the top half of his body to a standing up position fearing it was a trick, once he was standing fully once more he looked up to see the gentle smile on the High Ones face.Relaxing when he saw the gentleness of the High One in front Eldest asked again, “What may the people do for the High One?”
Harry thought back to the book of names he had read a year or so ago as he was fleshing out his plans after deciding on taking the changeling potion, knowing he could not take a human name or even translate his old name into Elvin, in case someone could speak it and realized he was a Potter.Smiling at the name he had chosen, it was more of a description; he had chosen a name that most described what he was, he grinned, “Please, call me by my name. I am known as Mytimah Na Arkenea’ghymn.”
Seeing how the house elves looked confused as they tried to pronounce his name Harry smirked. If the house elves had trouble so would anyone else he thought, that should ensure his identity stayed shrouded in mystery.Even if someone did understand enough high Elven to translate his name all they would be able to find out is that he was named, Emerald Eyed Mage Ancient Mage of the Forgotten Way, since Elven names were descriptions. Chuckling Harry told them, “If it is easier for you, call me Emerald Eyes.”
Nodding his head Eldest said in reverence, “High One Emerald Eyes honors us.”
Holding in a groan at he how stubborn house elves were in this universe too, Harry explained the reason for his visit before they got bogged down, “I am opening my home up, so it can once again be a Sanctuary for those needing healing and a safe home.”
“I stopped here today to see if I could HIRE some of the free elves to help out with the healing and housekeeping duties that is sure to increase beyond my ability to handle,” Harry told them as they started to bounce in place in excitement.
Excited several of the elves started to bounce up and down in place as eldest slowly asked, “You is looking for free house elves to help you heal and take care of High Ones home.”Eldest squeaked out in delight, “Such honor you is bringing us.”
Once he stood up the chair he was sitting in dissolved into silver sparkles that fell to the ground like a gentle rain, pulling the last array out of the invisible trunk floating near him Harry walked a few meters away from the group of house elves and placed it on the ground. Hand glowing with raw magic he placed his hand on each of the stone pylons causing it to glow, once all of them were glowing with energy he stepped back as it started to slowly expand back to its original size.
Once full size once again the array blinked once and settled down to a soft glow showing that it was working properly.Pointing to the array Harry told them as he prepared to leave, “Remember those that come to my lands to work for me will be paid and have set hours, I do not want slaves like the wizards do. I want the help of free people.”
“Step inside the circle and call out Sanctuary to be transported to my home, this is the only way one can get there,” Harry told them before slashing his hand down opening another rift and walking through it.
Glad that no one was in the short ally behind the Leaky Cauldron that was the entry point to Diagon Ally Harry recast the notice me not charm on his ears and touched the bricks in order to open the archway.Walking down the street with his now visible trunks following next to him Harry’s eyes scanned from side to side as he took in the slight changes to the ally.
Walking up the steps that would lead to the Gringotts lobby Harry ignored the self-casting spell woven into the door and stepped inside.Ignoring the rude stares by those waiting in line Harry stood there waiting until a teller was free so he could get his business over with and go back home and rest; finally a teller near the end had his customer walk away and look up.
Walking up to the surly Goblin, Harry bowed his head ever so slightly and stared him in the eyes, “Greetings, if you could direct me to a free account manager I would like to open a high security vault and make a rather large deposit.”
Sneering at the youngster in front of him Toothrock spat out with some venom, “Leave you foolish boy, and come back with your parents to open an account properly. You waste my time.”Jumping off the stool the Goblin huffed his way out of the lobby.
Holding onto his temper with as much control as he could, Harry thought that in this world the Goblins were just as hateful and bigoted of wizards as in his old one.Not about to be turned down Harry noticed a Goblin that mirrored one he knew back in his world. Walking over to the young Goblin standing near the entrance the cart tunnels Harry spoke up coldly, “Griphook this is your one and only chance of saving the Goblin Nation the embarrassment that is about to befall you before I walk out of here and go directly to the press and announce that my money is not only not good enough to be placed in this bank according to your people but is more than likely not safe either.”
Turning towards the human that knew his name, even though this was his first day as a cart operator, Griphook raised an eyebrow as a question at the young boy in front of him.
Seeing he had the young Goblins attention Harry tried again, “I am in need of an account manager to open a vault and make a deposit; this is the last time I will ask before carrying through on my promise.”
Watchblock who was closest to the two overheard the threat and knowing that Toothrock had indeed insulted the young human, seeing how innocent he looked he knew that the ministry and news reporters would have a field day with his story interrupted before the young one could answer.“Griphook take the young master to my office I shall join you there in a moment,” Watchblock ordered as he went back to finish the transaction he was working on, as Griphook escorted the youngster down the tunnel Watchblock finished up the transaction with the human in front of him and placed a closed sign on his desk.
Penning a quick note to the bank manager on the threat the youngster had just uttered because of Toothrock’s actions and that he would be taking the youngster to his office, he placed the finished note into the urgent box and watched in satisfaction as it disappeared.
Jumping off his stool and grumbled about fools as he made his way back to the tunnel and his office.Telling Griphook to return to his post as he passed him, Watchblock opened the door to his office and made his way to the other side of his desk.
Sitting down he looked the youngster over closely, something seemed to be off with the boy,noticing the charm around the boys ears he disregarded it as not worthy of his attention.“Gringotts bylaws, along with the treaty with the Ministry of Magic, requires permission of your parents before any transaction takes place, that includes opening up new vaults,” Watchblock slowly told the boy as he watched him closely.
Smirking Harry replied, “Then it is a good thing I am a lot older than I look.” He pulled the trunk from his side so it was in front of him and opened the lid, showing the Goblin how full it was.
Looking at the large amount of gold in the trunk in front of him Watchblock decided to humor the human boy and pulled some forms out of the drawer and started to fill them out, “Name on the account?”
Smirking at the reaction he was about to get Harry replied, “Mytimah Na Arkenea’ghymn.”
Pushing down on the quill so hard that it broke in two hearing the name, Watchblock snapped his head up and looked at the youth sitting in front of him.With a trembling hand Watchblock pulled anew quill out of the drawer and started to fill in the information again, hand still trembling Watchblock stuttered out his next question, “Amount of deposit?”
Enjoying the Goblins unease and fear way to much Harry replied, “Ten million galleons or so.”
A snapping sound could be heard as Watchblock broke another quill in shock at the boys answer.
Looking down at the form on the desk in front of him, the only thing going through his mind was he was thankful he had not ruined another sheet; he did not think he could handle starting over again.Gulping in a nervous panic Watchblock stared in fear at he boy in front of him.
Harry sensing several Goblins approaching was not surprised to see the old goblin dressed regally walk around the desk while several burly looking Goblins took up station around the room weapons drawn.
Taking in the sight of one of his more experienced account managers trembling in front of the young boy and the surprisingly full trunk of gold in front of the desk he looked between the smirking human and the partially filled out form on the desk.Face pale in shock as he read the name filled out in the account holder box Glathrock snapped his head up towards the boy sitting in front of them.“Who are you, that you would use a name like this?” Glathrock demanded trying not to shake in fear.