"I see that you have finally brought Heir Potter to see me" Frankbolt said which made Harry wide eyed and surprised
"What?!" Harry said, in his shock he looked at the goblin, he looked at his teacher, he looked at his uncle/accountant and most importantly he looked with a heartbroken stare at his father who looked devastated.
"Well I can't be completely sure, not until I make a full heredity check-up, but Mr. Potter…" Frankbolt was interrupted by Harry
"It's Wayne, MY NAME IS HARRY WAYNE, I DON'T KNOW WHAT PEOPLE HAVE TOLD YOU BUT I'M NOT HARRY POTTER, I DIDN'T DEFEATED A DARK LORD, I'M JUST A BOY WHO HAS MAGIC AND A NO-MAJ FATHER!" Harry exploded and ran out of the office with Bruce following behind him, he saw his son enter a random room which luckily for both of them was empty.
Harry was hyperventilating, he was shocked and he began to weep, for the first time in his life he felt like everything in his life was a complete lie.
Harry saw his apparently adopted father walk slowly towards him.
"Were you going to tell me? Or did you just wanted to keep me in the dark?" Harry said with enough poison in his voice to see that he hurt his adopted father as he said the words.
"Harry, I'm sorry about not telling you the secret of your birth, your real parents and the fact that you weren't my biological son, I'm not asking you to forgive me this quickly, after all I've lied to you for ten years, but I have to tell you, truthfully, that we're here because you need special protection, you'll go to a school away from me and everyone that cares and loves you, a school that you need to attend to destroy the evil wizard that killed your real parents." Bruce explained as he sat next to his son.
"You're telling me that the evil guy on those Harry Potter Books is real?!" Harry asked, his tears still flowing on his cheeks
"Sadly yes, I've told you the story of Joe Chill, the man who killed my parents, how he was killed on a mafia move, how I was both relieved but angry that they took me the opportunity to get revenge, but then I got a clarity." "Primarily when Jason killed Joker" He thought to himself before continuing "I was able to think that maybe, if someone is pure evil, evil beyond any kind of redemption, that we need to think of the needs of the many people that could be spared from getting injured, tortured or killed by that kind of evil people" Bruce said
"You're telling me that I should look for vengeance to that man?" Harry asked
"No, never vengeance, justice, I don't know about the wizarding world you belong Harry, but I know that if someone like him exists then there must be a higher power that can punish him accordingly" Bruce said
"But why bring me here? Why reveal that I'm a Potter and not a Wayne?" Harry asked, his tears slowly stopping.
"Because with the ritual that we're going to embark on you will be able to be protected, according to what Mr. Nelson told me, deep within you there's a shield, a ward, that prevents the dark evil wizard from touching you, a ward placed by your mother, Lily Evans Potter, she made sure that whatever the dark evil wizard tried to do to you would be reflected towards him" Bruce explained he sighed as he tried to find the words to say to Harry "The goblins can make you immune to some potions, mind control and mind wipes but only if you take your place as Heir of the Potter House" Bruce continued explaining just as Kent Nelson explained before.
"But why me? Why all of this? I don't want the fame of Harry Potter! Can't I keep being a Wayne? Can't I still pretend to be your son?" Harry asked his father, the tall man looked at him and knelt to look at Harry eye to eye.
"We will do whatever you want to do, if you want your Harry Potter status as a secret then we will do it, I'm sure that the goblins have a way of hiding it without you having to sacrifice your persona, besides you've been Harry Wayne all of your life, your actions time and time again have proven that" Bruce said then he smiled as he remembered something "You know, your uncle Clark once asked Mr. Kent that same question once he found out he was adopted. You know what Mr. Kent said to him?" Bruce asked the boy who shook his head in negative response "Mr. Kent said: You're my son" Bruce said smiling at the boy and hugging him tightly, both father and son began tearing up in each other's arms.
"Thank you dad" Harry said in his father's arms
Their tearful moment was cut short when Ted entered the room in which they were having their conversation.
"There you're, how you're feeling Harry?" Ted asked
"A little better, uncle Ted, does aunt Andromeda, Dora and the others know? Do they know that I'm Harry Potter?" Harry asked
"Dora no, Andromeda, Aunt Narcissa, the people in Frankbolt's office, grandma Minnie, your uncles Sirius and Remus, your professors Zatara and Blood are aware, did you wanted me to tell everyone else?" Ted asked
"No, I've decided that I'll attend Hogwarts being Harry Wayne" Harry said as he stood up as tall as his 61.7 inches allowed him.
"Does this mean you won't do the ritual?" Ted asked
"I didn't said that, I'll need every weapon in my arsenal if, when, I stop Voldemort, that means that I'll do the ritual of Heir Potter but I'll keep it a secret, can that be done?" Harry asked
"I'll let Frankbolt explain that" Ted said as the trio began walking to Frankbolt's office again.
The goblin was on his chair and in a better mood than someone should have been after been yelled at. Harry looked at the floor when Uncle Nelson began speaking
"Harry, I'm sorry, we should have been more…" He was interrupted by Harry's palm held high.
"It's alright Uncle Nelson, I already talked with my father who explained everything to me, I think I'm the one owing an apology" He turned to the goblin "I'm sorry Mr. Frankbolt, it was a shock and a surprise being in your office hearing that my life had many secrets, but if the offer still stands I'd like to be the Heir Potter" Harry said
The goblin simply looked at the boy and grin "It's alright Mr. Wayne, no harm done, after all I've already talked with Mr. Nelson everything is forgiven" Frankbolt said.
Bruce and Harry looked at the eighty year old man who gave them a wink.
"Mr. Frankbolt, if I undergo into this ritual can I hide the fact that I'm a Potter?" Harry asked
"Mr. Wayne, the ritual is nothing uncommon, I'll just need a drop of your blood to verify your heritage, then I will let you read your parent's wills, check their possessions, if you want, and I will give you a Heir ring which prevents spells like legimency and imperio and it will inform you if your beverage or food have been tampered with potions whether be toxic, pranking or love potions that could possibly affect you" Frankbolt said
"Wait, you have love potions?" Harry asked
"Yes, wizards and witches use them many times, it's not illegal according to the Ministry law to use them in a Muggleborn, but in Gringotts, a separate and neutral nation, we condemn the use of said potions due to the fact that it could be used to steal from vaults or lordships" Frankbolt said.
"They're illegal in the whole American continent" Harry said surprised, after all he had read a lot of laws and as he travel around the world to the different Wayne Enterprises he learned many things. Harry was amused as well as he remembered one time in Wizarding Mexico that he learned about a practice called Amarre that could be serve just like a love potion. Harry was taken out of his thoughts just as Frankbolt spoke to him
"Time is money Mr. Wayne, shall we proceed?" The goblin asked
"Yes, please" Harry said
"Very well" Frankbolt said taking a gem incrusted dagger that made Harry gulp. "It will be a simple cut Mr. Wayne, there's nothing to be worried about" Frankbolt calmed the boy as he took the boy's thumb, placed the dagger on it and made a small cut letting a few drops of blood to fall into the parchment placed on the desk, then Frankbolt placed the gem incrusted pommel on the boy's thumb and the cut vanished.
"Neat" Harry said.
In front of them the parchment began revealing some letters and names.
Harry James Potter alias Harry Thomas Wayne
Birth parents: James and Lily Potter
Adopted parents: Bruce Wayne, Selina Kyle, Talia al Ghul
Godparents: Sirius Black and Alice Longbottom
Magical guardian: Minerva McGonagall
Siblings: Richard Grayson, Jason Todd, Cassandra Cain, Timothy Drake, Stephanie Brown, Damian Wayne al Ghul and Helena Kyle
God brother: Neville Longbottom
Status: Heir Potter (pending to claim)
Harry looked amazed at what the parchment said, he then looked at Frankbolt and asked "How can this parchment know all of this about me?"
"Anyone's blood saves the history of our life, a magical blood also saves the magical traces of the people that interact with us, in this case even though your adopted father is not married with either women you see them as your mother figures and you've developed a strong attachment towards everyone you consider direct family" Frankbolt explained.
Another goblin entered the office giving Frankbolt a set of rings. "Thank you Griphook, now Mr. Wayne, it's time for you to choose a ring, each of these ones are from the Potter Heirs so it's up to you to choose a design you like, many of them choose bronze or gold, but if I may make a suggestion, you should choose a silver ring, it will help you face against Werewolves" Frankbolt said which earn a nod from Harry and the boy chose a simple silver ring with the Potter crest engraved on it. Harry suddenly felt a rush on his magic and extremely powerful.
"Excellent!" Frankbolt said "If you wish to hide the ring you just need to command it to become invisible, it will respond and follow your order Heir Potter" Frankbolt said, Harry nodded and instantly the ring disappeared from sight, but he could still feel the weight on his hand.
"Thank you for helping Mr. Frankbolt, but please call me Harry" Harry said.
"Of course Harry, Griphook please take him and his father into their vault, I will bring the wills and accountant in the meantime" Frankbolt said handing the key to Harry.
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The cart ride to the vault was amazing, it was like being in the Six Flags' Superman: Krypton Coaster rollercoaster all over again. It was made more exciting when they went through a waterfall getting soaked although they were immediately dried. Griphook explained it was actually a revealing potion, meant to catch those who try to pose as other people and unveil potential thieves.
The goblin stopped the cart in a vault numbered 687, Harry and his father stepped out of the vehicle and the goblin went to the vault door.
"Key please" The goblin asked and Harry gave it, he then place the key in the keyhole and the vault door opened revealing a mountain of golden galleons to Harry's astonishment.
"My parents were loaded" Harry thought to himself and then groaned at his statement "Grayson is a bad influence" He thought cursing at his elder brother who more often than not made jokes.
"How much can he take?" Bruce asked the goblin
"Since it's his trust vault he can grab a thousand galleons at the time" The goblin said at the adult.
"This is just the trust vault?" Bruce asked and the goblin nodded. "Impressive. Is there a bag or something? Because he won't be able to carry that much gold in his pockets" Bruce said to the goblin
"Ever since this trust vault has been made the Potters left a satchel that has charms to make the contents weightless and endless" The goblin said pointing at a small leather/wool satchel hanging on the side.
"Thanks mister" Harry said to the goblin then he looked at his father "How much do you think I should take?"
"I think that you should take a thousand galleons, for your expenses in the castle. I will pay for your school supplies either way" Bruce said to Harry.
"Thanks… dad" Harry said smiling to him.
After filling the satchel Harry, Bruce and Griphook took the cart once again to the main floor of the bank, the father-son duo re-entered Frankbolt's office for the third time on the day.
"Harry, I hope everything was fine on your vault visit" Frankbolt asked
"Yes, although something that said Mr. Griphook got me thinking, if that's just my trust vault, then how much money is there on my vaults?" Harry asked
The next half an hour was about reading paper after paper full of numbers, properties, vaults and stocks that the Potter family had, Harry thought the Waynes could swim in money, but if the Wayne family had an ocean of money, the Potter family had nothing to envy them.
"Wow, simply wow" Harry said completely astounded.
"Yes indeed Harry" Bruce said looking quite impressed.
"Now, let me give you the will of James and Lily Potter" Frankbolt said unfolding the parchment. The will was clear and to the point in the case of their passing, either Sirius or Alice would be his guardians but the fact that he went to the Wayne was confusing but welcoming, he wouldn't have traded his family for anything in the world, besides he could still visit Uncle Sirius and he had spent weeks with the Longbottoms so he got good things on his life despite his parent's tragedy. One thing that confused him was that in the will it explicitly said he should never go with the Dursleys, whoever the hell they are, but if the will stated it then he knew they weren't nice people.
After the will was read Frankbolt brought the Potter's security deposit, a large wood and iron chest with the Potter crest on it.
"This was left by your parents two days before they went into hiding, since this is yours you can take the chest with you, or simply take a few things on it" Frankbolt explained.
"Thank you" Harry opened the chest and saw a purple diary with the moving drawing of a lilium candilum also known as Lily as well as a miniature silver claymore sword which even though it was beautiful it wasn't very useful, that is until he took it from the chest that it grew considerably larger, if he hadn't had training with Etrigan then it would've been too heavy for his ten almost eleven year old body to lift it. He put the sword down and checked the other treasures on the chest, he saw potions, books, a prank book, and a note directed to him.
He tucked it on his pocket deciding to read it once he was alone. He placed the sword and the diary on the chest and close it. "Can I make it smaller?" Harry asked
"Yes, just like with your ring you have to command it, place your hand on the Potter crest and give the order" Frankbolt explained, Harry did as he had been told and the chest grew smaller ending with a five inch version of the original size.
"Can I help you with anything else?" Frankbolt asked
"Yes, when I placed the ring on my finger I felt a boost on my magic, can I place the same boost on someone else?" Harry asked
"Well the Potter family is one of the noble and most ancient families in Wizarding Britain, I'm sure that your family magic is amongst the most powerful that exist" Frankbolt explained.
"So it is possible that I can place the magical boost and protection into my other family?" Harry asked him
"Only if the person is magical could said person feel the boost, but the protection can be applied to anyone what would you like?" He asked the boy
"Well a few years ago a friend went missing, she was magical like me, and my brother investigated and nothing could bring her from the place she was being held so I'd like to place the magic boost on my friend Rachel Roth and a protection on my family in the Wayne Manor, my family on the Black Manor, in the Longbottom Manor, my brother Dick and his on and off girlfriends Barbara Gordon and Koriandr, and my teachers Kent Nelson, Jason Blood, Giovanni and Zatanna Zatara" Harry said
"Very well Mr. Potter" Frankbolt said just as Harry began writing a list of all the people he wanted to protect, when he finished both of his wrists were cramped, luckily he was ambidextrous or else his hands would hurt a lot more.
Once they were about to leave the office Uncle Nelson approached the boy.
"Harry, once again I apologize for the shock of this evening, and I apologize for taking you to another home against your parents' wishes, it was a mistake on my part" He apologized.
"Uncle Nelson, honestly I'm glad I was taken to another home, I got a big family, met interesting people and if you hadn't intervened who knows how my life would've been" He said to the elderly man who smiled at him.
"Thank you for accepting my apologize, now I must task you with a very important mission, inside Hogwarts lies a dark object called a Horrocrux and we cannot find it for some reason" Uncle Nelson said which intrigued Harry.
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In a fiery dimension demons tormented living creatures, the monsters that appeared in nightmares call that place their home, sat on a rock throne contemplating his kingdom of evil and despair was a horned red demon, his long white hair fell on his shoulders and his four orange eyes denoted the malice in his soul. At his feet was a small twelve year old child, his daughter, a half human that could be the key to his freedom, the key to make the human kingdom fall to his knees.
The girl had been depressed since she had arrive but the demon didn't care for her, she was a disposable tool, she would never escape until she agree to free him, if she wanted to go home then she would need to open the portal and let him bring the destruction into the human world, the girl was stubborn and did not bulged but she will break sooner or later.
But then a powerful wave swept through the fiery place, shaking the palace, the bridges and the ground itself, the demon saw as his daughter stood up, her eyes completely white reciting a chant time and time again, a glowing and blinding aura was emanating from her, despite the blinding light he managed to see a P crest on her clothes.
The demon felt fear and in less than a second he was trapped in a jewel forever.