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// Chapter 7 - Helping Harry 
// Story: Voidic and The Philosopher's Stone. 
// by lightningman 
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The next morning that I got up to hear mumbling coming from underneath Hagrid's coat. I stretch and a few bones pop and snap back into place from my sleep on the floor.
"It was a dream." I could hear Harry mumbling. "I dreamed that a giant named Hagrid and a mist man named Voidic came to bring me to a magic school." I blink when I was described as a 'mist man'. Kinda accurate. But not really. I shook my head and walked towards him to wake him up. Just then an owl flew and began to attack the window. There was a mumble from Harry. "Alright, Alright. I'm getting up." He sat up and the coat fell off him. He blinked a few times in shock that we were still here. He then looked to see the owl outside the window. Casting a glance at us. He left to let it in.
As Harry opened up the window, the owl flew in and dropped a newspaper at hagrid's feet as he was still sleeping. Then it began to attack Hagrid's coat.
"Hey! Don't do that." Harry said as he began to try to shoo the bird off. "Hagrid. An owl is...."
"Give him payment," Hagrid grunted.
"Payment?" Harry echoed confused.
"5 knuts should do it," Hagrid confirmed as he slowly got up and rubbed his eyes. Harry began to dig through the multitude of pockets that Hagrid had on his coat. I looked in one of the pockets, and there was indeed some mice in one of the pockets that Hagrid mentioned last night. Harry pulled out some bronze coins, silver coins and 1 gold coin.
"Umm... Which ones are..."
"The little bronze ones." Hagrid got up and began to stretch as well. Harry nodded and handed 5 knuts to the owl who somehow took it in its claw and put it in a small leather pouch that was tied to it's back. Let me tell you. THAT was a sight to see. And I would highly advise against seeing it. Even for people with strong stomachs. I looked to see Harry paler than usual.
"Um. Hagrid?"
"Mm?" Hagrid asked as he put on his boots that were at least size 16 and a half.
"How am I going to get my supplies? My uncle won't pay for them. And I don't have any money..." He trailed off as he looked at us.
"Oh don't you? You really think your parents would leave you with nothing?" I began laughing at the look on Harry's face. "Besides. Even without the money your parents left you. You are the head of multiple family lines since you are the last living descendant of them all from what I know." Both Hagrid and Harry gaped at me.
"I'm a what?" Harry said repeating last night.
"From what I know. You are the head of at least two family lines. At the very most, you are the head of 7 family lines. But We'll need to do a check at Gringotts first. Speaking of which. You can see my own vault there. I need to purchase some more stuff from Muggle London for school."
"You have a vault?" Hagrid asked in shock.
"Didn't I just say that?" I asked. "Anyway. Let's go." I pulled my headphones out of my pocket and put on some music for myself.

Hagrid blinked in confusion when I put these on. He shrugged and turned to Harry.
"So wizards have banks?" Harry said as he put on his clothes.
"Just one. Gringotts. And a more secure bank you won't find anywhere. Run by goblins it is." Harry choked a bit on his sausage he was eating.
"Goblins?" He asked in shock.
"Yeah. Yeh'd be mad ter try and rob it. It's probably the second most securest place in all the world. Cept probably Hogwarts when it puts it's mind to it. You ready?" He asked as he looked at both of us. I nodded and followed him out.
"Er... How'd you get here?" Harry asked.
"Thestrals," Hagrid said.
"Thestrals? What are those?" Asked Harry eagerly as horrible memories began to creep back into my mind. I shook my head to myself as Hagrid answered.
"Magical creatures." Said Hagrid happily. "I think I've got the only domesticated herd in all of England! Though they can only be seen by people who have seen death." He smiles sadly. "I'm still surprised Voidic there and see them." Harry blinked and looked into my mask. Not being able to see my face, which I could feel growing warmer and wetter slowly.
"Anyway. We'd better use this." Hagrid tapped the boat that Harry and his... For lack of a better word. Family used to get here. I climbed in and Hagrid and Harry did as well. "Mmm. Seems a shame to row. Mind If I speed us up a bit? And would you mind that you don't mention it at Hogwarts?" I shrugged not caring. Harry nodded eagerly. Hagrid chuckled with Harry as he tapped the boat with his broom and we began speeding towards land.  I turned my music up in my ears as we left to go to London. I looked behind myself to see the boat speeding back to where it was for the Dursleys. I tuned out the other two and soon we Hagrid stopped us. I took my headphones out as Hagrid told us. 
"This is it. The Leaky Cauldron. Famous place it is."
If this place was famous. I'd hate to see what the infamous place was like. The outside was shambling to pieces. Tiles were falling off the roof as we looked at it and the paint of the outside was peeling to reveal a stone-like texture. It was nothing like I'd expected. It looked like it had once been the fanciest place in the entire Wizarding world. But it seemed that years ago it had gone through disrepair. I frown. Something must have happened. I don't know what. But something major must have happened to cause this. Probably to the owner Tom. We walked in and the first thing I noticed was that the roof was covered in a haze of bluish-gray smoke. I looked at the source and saw an old woman was smoking a pipe. I looked around some more and saw that a little man in a top hat that was easily half his size was talking to the old bartender. If I had known better. I would have thought that the little man was Professor Flitwick.
"Ah! Hagrid. The usual?" Tom asked. He looked like a joyful old man. but there was something in his eyes that conveyed sadness. I would have to figure that out later.
"Can't, Tom. Hogwarts Business. Sorry." Hagrid shrugged as the pub went quiet as they all saw Harry.
"Bless my soul. Harry Potter." Tom ran form his counter with unexpected agility. Soon everyone was on Harry and babbling. Harry looked embarrassed and seemed to be looking for a way out.
"STOP!" I yelled with as much force as I could muster. Everyone jumped and looked at me. "Can't you see you're smothering the kid? Leave him alone. He's barely been in the Wizarding world for an hour. Let him get used to it and get your own senses back to your brains before you talk to him." I glared at them from underneath my mask and a multitude of them shuddered and move back to their seats. Harry looked thankful at me. Hagrid chuckled and we went to the back alley to see the typical trashcan and bricks that looked much cleaner than the pub behind us. Hagrid began to tap some bricks above the trashcan and an opening appeared when he finished. Reminding me of a black hole simply absorbing everything instead of the bricks moving out of the way like in the movies.
"Welcome to Diagon Alley, Harry." Harry immediately began to walk closely to Hagrid to avoid the crowd of witches and wizards. But he was also spinning around his head so fast to look at everything I thought that he grew a second head at one point.
"We'll be going to Gringotts first O' course."
"To get my money?" Harry asked. Obviously wondering how much money he truly had. I chuckled as I thought how rich and influential he would be if my hunch was correct.
"Yep," Hagrid stated proudly as we entered into a milk-white building that seemed to have a silver roof and bronze columns. If I didn't know better about the goblins sense of greed and honour. Then I would have assumed that they were actually silver and bronze. Soon we were inside and I bent down and whispered in Harry's ear.
"Hey, Harry. Can I do my business first? My business will help you a lot as well, alright?" Harry blinked and nodded to me. I went forward.
"Yes?" The goblin at the front counter sneered.
"Voidic, Harry Potter, and Rubeus Hagrid to see Head Banker Yaglsmick. Thank you." The goblin blinked in shock for a second before jumping off of his seat and running towards the office to the right instead of the tracks down to the vaults to the left. Soon enough. Yaglsmick was walking back to us with a weirdly concerned look on his face.
"Voidic? Why have you brought Mr. Potter to me? He has his own account manager. Plus Mr. Potter has been refusing all of our mail to him." Harry blinked when Yaglsmick said this.
"There's a very good reason for that. You see. Mr. Potter here has mail refusing charm on him. Plus he was unaware he was a wizard until last night. So it is not Mr. Potters fault that he has not been getting your mail. And any and all blame you continue to place on him. I request that you shift your blame to me, as I have had suspicions of his treatment and have done nothing about it." The anger and concern seemed to fade from his eyes as I spoke. He nodded as I finished.
"That explains Mr. Potter here. But that still doesn't explain why you are here again. Is there a problem with your account?"
"No actually. But I've actually like to request that you give Mr. Potter here a bloodline test to see what kind of titles he has inherited and/or gained. Then we wish to go to his and my own vaults if you would please."
"Oh? That makes more sense." He then turns to Harry. "Mr. Potter. If you could please follow me for the test. Then we could bring you down to the vaults sooner and give you your options sooner as well as all of the correspondence that we have tried to give to you for... 3 years since yesterday?" Harry seemed shocked. He merely nodded and we walked into the office as Hagrid followed us. I whispered in Yaglsmick's ear and he nodded as I told him what I suspected.
"Don't worry Voidic. Your concerns will be noted and your tracks will be covered." Yaglsmick smiled his pointed teeth smile that unsettled me strangely. I shook my head as we walked into a large office that seemed stacked with paperwork in one corner. And at our left, there was a door that I assumed went towards Yaglsmick's home. We sat down on either side of his desk and Yaglsmick took out a locked box that I could practically feel the enchantments on.
"Now listen to me. All three of you. What I'm about to take out is called a blood quill. It has an enchantment on it that takes your own blood and uses it as ink. Use of blood quills is extremely restricted and illegal unless in specific circumstances. We are using it because you need to write the entirety of your name on a piece of parchment. Only a drop of blood won't work, as it won't have the necessary magic imbued in it. Now be aware. Once you use this quill, it will use the back of the hand you write with. So it will sting for a little bit. But your wounds will immediately heal over. Prolonged usage of it will cause scarring. So only use it once and only when necessary if you do have access to it. Do you understand and agree to use this for us to learn about your heritage."
"I agree," Harry said. Yaglsmick nodded and undid the latches. I could feel the enchantments identify him as he took the lone blood quill out of the box. He handed it to harry as well as a piece of parchment. Harry began to write his name and gasped in pain as the letters appeared on the back of his hand. But he followed through with it and once he had finished. Yaglsmick took the quill and parchment. Putting the quill carefully back. Then he started doing some complicated goblin magic that I could only begin to comprehend. Soon a list appeared on the parchment and Yaglsmick handed it back to Harry as we read,

Harry James Potter.
Heir to the Most Ancient and Noble House of Potter
Heir to the Most Ancient and Noble House of Peverell
Heir to the Most Ancient and Noble House of Black (By Inheritance. Not yet put into activation.)
Heir to the Most Ancient and Noble House of Gryffindor.
Heir to the Most Ancient and Noble House of Ravenclaw. (By conquest.)
Heir to the Most Ancient and Noble House of Hufflepuff. (By conquest.)
Heir to the Most Ancient and Noble House of Slytherin. (By conquest.)
Heir to the Most Ancient House of Evans.
Heir to the Noble House of Florus.
Heir to the Marauders.

Harry, Hagrid, Yaglsmick and I were shocked. This much power pushed onto one child? I had thought that Harry merely had only seven titles. Not fricking Ten!
"I... I'm the heir to all of this? I've never heard of any of these houses. And what does it mean by conquest?"
"I think I know. Remember when Voldemort tried to kill you when you were a child? He must have been the heir to Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff as well as Slytherin somehow." I contemplated for a second. "I'm not sure how though."
"Yes. But that's not important. What's important is that we came to get Harry's money from his vault." Hagrid seemed distinctly uncomfortable."
"Alright. I shall have the Potter manager bring you down to Mr.Potter's vault as well as Voidic's vault.
"OH! That reminds me." Hagrid pulled out a letter emblazoned with the Hogwarts crest. Yaglsmick took it out and began to read.
"Fine. I shall have him also bring you down to the Stone's vault." Hagrid seemed even more uncomfortable when he mentioned the stone out in our company. But before Hagrid could object. Yaglsmick was yelling out the door.
"GRIPHOOK! GET YOUR LAZY CARCASS IN HERE!" As quick as a whip, another goblin entered with Yaglsmick.
"What did you...." Griphook's mouth continued to move soundlessly as he gaped at Harry.
"Lord Potter? You're finally here? Oh.. I'm sorry sir. Forgive my lateness. I just never expected you to come back to us until you were older."
"Why does everyone call me Mr. or Lord now? My name is Harry. I ask that you use it when talking to me." Harry told them. "Uh... If that's ok with you though."
"It is perfectly fine with us lor... Harry. We shall tell the rest of Gringotts of your preference." Yaglsmick told him. "Now Griphook. Bring Harry, Voidic, and Mr. Hagrid down to Harry's trust vault, as well as Voidic's vault and the Stone's vault." Griphook blinked and nodded. Leading us all down to the tracks. Harry seemed to be to in shock over his titles to ask what the stone was. We clambered into the old-fashioned rail car. Then we were speeding off. I smiled widely as I stood up slightly to feel the breeze through my mask. I then realized that I haven't taken off my mask in a full week. A personal record. Too soon, we were slowing down and everyone climbed out. Griphook unlocked the door to Harry's trust vault and I could hear him gasp through the cloud of green smoke that wafted into all of our faces one it was unlocked. I waved the smoke out of my eyes and my eyes widened slightly. There was a lot of galleons in there. Almost as much as in my own Vault. And this was Harry's trust vault. Not even his main vault. How much money did this kid have? Harry seemed to grin widely as he began to pull as much as he could haul into a bag. Soon we were on our way down again. 
"Stand Back." Griphook said importantly as he stroked the door to the stone and it melted away. Hagrid hurried and stuffed the stone into one of his many pockets. Griphook turned to Harry. "If anyone but a Gringotts Goblin tried that, They'd be stuck on the other side and unable to go back through."
"How often do you check to see if someone is inside?"
"Once about every ten years," Griphook said with a rather nasty smile that sent the same unsettling feeling through me that Yaglsmick did. Soon we were hurtling through the dank and torch lit corridors again. We stopped to reveal the secret passageway that I had seen only once before. Hagrid blinked in shock. We got out soon enough and I walked up to the door.
"Hey! What are you doing? Only Gringotts Goblins are able to do this!" I looked at Griphook in surprise. I then smiled nastily.
"Then go ahead and try." Griphook seemed to bristle. But stroked the door. Instead of being sucked through though. The door simply sent out a force of energy that sent Griphook into the wall.
"W..What? How?" Griphook seemed confused.
"Only the Chosen Few are able to get into this vault." I answered simply. I then walked up to the door and stroked the door along the emblazoned symbols. Which glowed with magic and cracked down the middle. Opening up again. I went and grab a bunch of my own galleons. Hagrid and Harry were gaping at me and what I did. Griphook seemed to be mad and his pride hurt. Griphook seemed to hurry us out of the bank after that and soon we were standing out in the sunlight. But not before Yaglsmick sent an obliviation curse at Hagrid to make him forget about the bloodline test.
"We might as well get your uniform first. Hey, listen. You mind if I go get a pick-me-up after that ride? I hate them Gringott Carts." Harry nodded and He and I entered the shop alone. Madam Malkin walked up to us quickly.
"Ah. I remember you. Voidic is it? Are your robes up to your standards?" She asked happily from getting so much business.
"Oh, Their perfect. No problems with them. I just brought another Hogwarts student to be fitted."
"Ah. Alright. Then why don't you just stand on that stool right beside that young man and we'll do the fitting." Harry nodded and stood. Malkin slipped a robe over his head and began to pin it in place. I stood in the corner.
"Hogwarts too?" Draco asked Harry.
"Yes." Harry nodded. Seemingly pleased to meet someone his own age after so long.
"My father's next door buying books and Mother's up the street looking at potion ingredients," Draco said with a drawling voice. And I have to say. His bored voice in entirely uncalled for. "Then after that, I'm going to go drag them off to see those new racing brooms. I don't see why first years aren't allowed their own. We're going to need them if we're going to learn how to fly, won't we? We can't be expected to use those old broken down brooms they use at the school do they?"
"I'm not entirely sure," Harry said uncomfortably.
"Do you have your own broom?" Draco asked.
"No."
"Ah. So that means you haven't played Quidditch that much. Know what house you'll be in yet?" Draco tilted his head slightly. and both seemed oblivious to the world turning that I was getting. I had expected Draco to be a stuck up brat. Not this kid. WHO ARE YOU?
"I'm not entirely sure yet," Harry said, obviously feeling dumber by the minute at not being able to contribute to the conversation.
"Well, I'll probably be in Slytherin. All of my family's been. Imagine being in Hufflepuff. I don't think I'd enjoy being there." Draco shook his head dramatically. And Harry's eyes seemed to widen at these names. "Besides, my godfather is the head of Slytherin, And I'd like to be able to talk to him more even though he's a busy man." Draco then looked out the window and nearly jumped out of his skin as he looked at Hagrid. "Wow! Look at that man!" Harry looked to see Hagrid holding three Ice cream cones.
"That's Hagrid." Harry said, obviously pleased to contribute something. "He works at Hogwarts."
"Really? I've heard of him. Doesn't he work with all of those animals and dirt and stuff?"
"He's the gamekeeper if that's what you mean," Harry said nodding.
"Yes, that. I always forget that word. But I've heard he lives on the grounds. In a little hut at the edge of the forest." Draco frowns. "If he's the gamekeeper and he's that large. Why doesn't he simply make his house bigger?" My mouth dried. Draco Malfoy making a valid point? Was the world ending? "Anyway. What's he doing here? Where are your parents?" Draco asked. Not out of horribleness. But out of curiosity.
"They're dead," Harry said slightly sadly.
"Oh. I'm sorry." And Draco actually sounded genuine. "But were they one of us?"
"One of... Oh! They were a witch and Wizard. Yes." Harry nodded.
"My dad says that they really shouldn't let the other kind in. You know. Mudbloods and Halfbloods." The words seemed to slip out before Draco could get a hold of them.Draco seemed to realize what he said and snapped his mouth shut. "Sorry. But my dad is trying to make me follow in his footsteps. I don't want to. But I don't see how I can't. He says that they should keep learning magic in the old wizarding families. What's your surname anyway?" Draco asked. Harry was about to answer before Madam Malkin said "That's you finished, my dear." Harry seemed sorry to not be able to talk to Draco anymore. But we left. Before we get out the door I whisper in Harry's ear.
"Don't bring up your lordships around anybody. If people talk about them, then pretend you don't know anything about them alright? Not even Hagrid." I looked Harry straight into the eyes, and he looked past the glass in the eyes and saw a bit of my concern. He nodded and we left.
Draco called after us. "Well, i'll see you at Hogwarts, I guess." said the boy. tinges of sadness creeping into this voice.
"What's up?" Hagrid asked Harry as we left.
"Nothing." Harry lied. We left and I stopped Harry from buying parchment and quills. Saying that we would buy actual paper and pens. Hagrid frowned at this but didn't object. Soon Harry asked. "Hagrid. What's Quidditch?"
"Blimey Harry! I keep forgettin' how little yeh know about our world. Not knowing about Quidditch."
"Don't make me feel worse," Harry mumbles and tells about his encounter with the Draco in Madam Malkin's. Hagrid seemed surprised about this.
"Huh. Never expected to have that kid to have a conscience. And yer not from a muggle family like his father would hate. If he'd known who yeh were. He'd have grown up knowin' yer name since his parents are wizardin' folks. You saw what everyone in the Leaky Cauldron was like when they saw yeh. Anyway, Quidditch is our sport. Wizard sport. It's like...  Soccer in the muggle world. Everyone follows Quidditch. Played up in the air on broomsticks and there's four balls. Sorta hard ter explain the rules."
"And what are Slytherin and Hufflepuff."
"School Houses. There's four. Everyone says Hufflepuff is a lot o' duffers, But..."
"I bet I'm in Hufflepuff," Harry said dejectedly.
"Better Hufflepuff than Slytherin," Hagrid said darkly. "Most of them dark wizards come from Slytherin. You-Know-Who is one."
"You know... You mean Voldemort?" At this Hagrid shuddered.
"Don't speak the name. A lot of wizards are still scared of him."
"Sorry. But he was there?"
"Years an' years ago." Soon we were in the bookstore gathering up a bunch of books. I got my own school books as well as a book called 'The customs and traditions of Noble Houses.' I figured that I would need it soon. Either that or I can always talk to Hermione about it. After that, we went into the apothecary. I convinced Hagrid to let Harry get a Titanium cauldron instead of the Pewter on the list. Because again, they seemed to be falling apart. We also got him a nice set of scales for weighing potion ingredients, and I purchased Harry a top of the line telescope from the muggle world for Harry's birthday present. We got a bunch of ingredients. All of the beginner's stuff for harry. And some of all of the ingredients in the place for me. Both Hagrid and Harry were confused when I bought this stuff. But I did it anyway.
"Just both of yer wands left. Oh yeh! I still haven't gotten you a birthday present like Voidic here did." Hagrid nodded to me.
"W... You don't have t...."
"I know I don't have ta. Tell ya what. I'll get yer animal. Not a toad, toads went outta fashion years ago, yeh'd be laughed at. An' I don't like cats. think I'm allergic to 'em. I'll getcha an owl. All the kids wan' owls, they're dead useful. Carry yer mail an' everythin'."
Soon enough we were on our way to Ollivander's for Harry's wand. Harry was muttering thanks non-stop for the snowy owl that Harry currently had.
"Don' mention it. Don' expect you've had a lotta presents from them Dursleys. Let's get to Ollivanders, Only place for wands. And both of yeh gotta have the best wands." I snicker internally at the reaction they'll get when they realize I already have a wand. Soon we entered and Ollivander said from one of the shelves. "Good afternoon."
He appeared from behind one of the shelves and said. "Ah! Voidic. How has your wand been working for you?" Both Hagrid and Harry turned to gape at me.
"You already have a wand?" Hagrid asked in shock. I nodded and pulled it out. Its wood was scorched black and had a comfortable looking handle that seemed to be designed to be held with fingers instead of holding it with the entirety of the hand.
"And I see you've brought Young Mr. Potter with you and Mr. Hagrid as well." Ollivander walked to Harry and traced the scar with a smooth white finger.
"I'm sorry to say I sold the wand that did it. Thirteen and a half inches. Yew. Powerful wand. Very Powerful. And in the wrong hands. Very deadly." He then turned to Hagrid. "And you. How nice to see you again. Oak, Sixteen inches and rather bendy wasn't your wand?"
"Ehm... Yes sir."
"But I guess they snapped it when you got expelled. I'm sorry about it." He shook his head sadly. He then returned to normal and turned to Harry. "Well now, let's see..." Ollivander started to test out various wands. and just like in the book, He seemed to get happier with every failed attempt.
"Tricky customer eh? Not to worry, We'll find your perfect match somewhere around here." Ollivander hurried to some of the few remaining wand boxes. He muttered and brought out a red box. "Let's see... Holly and Phoenix Feather. Eleven inches. nice and supple." Harry took the wand and I saw him bristle in amazement. He swooped the wand through the air and red and gold sparks shot out. I clapped while Hagrid cheered. "Very good Mr.Potter! Very good. But how curious." He mumbled.
"What's curious?" Harry asked, still happy from finally finding his wand.
"I remember every wand I ever sold. and it just happens, that the phoenix whose tail feather resides in your wand, gave just one other feather. And that core resides in the wand that gave you that scar." He pointed at it. "I'm confident in saying we can expect great things from you." Soon we were on our way back to the Muggle world. Harry and Hagrid were both contemplating what Ollivander had said. And in their thinking, they didn't notice that I bought Harry and I some pens and paper with my muggle money. Harry thanked me numbly and we went and got some food.
"You ok Harry? Yer very quiet." Hagrid asked concerned.
"Everyone thinks I'm special." Harry said after a short pause. "All of those people in the Leaky Cauldron. Professor Quirrel. Ollivander. The only one who seems concerned about me as a person is you and Voidic here. And I was just introduced to the world today. How can they expect great things? What if I let them down?" Hagrid smiled as I he answered.
"Don' worry abou' it. You'll learn soon enough at Hogwarts. Everyone does. Yeh'll have a great time at Hogwarts. I do." We soon got onto the train and we were on the train and Hagrid handed Harry an envelope.
"Yer train ticket fer Hogwarts. First O' September. King's Cross. It's all on yer ticket. Plus you'll have Voidic to show you around there. See ya soon Harry. Voidic." The doors closed and he waved us bye as we went and sat down. After a little bit I turned to Harry.
"Listen, Harry. Remember this?" I handed him the parchment with all of his titles on it.
"Yeah. I was wondering about that. Why did you not want me to mention them?"
"Because people will use you if they realize you have all of this. But they aren't what I wanted to talk to you about." I pointed to the last one. Heir to the Marauders. "These people are pranksters. One of them was your father with his three friends. You'll have to figure out who those three are yourself. But you have a prankster legacy to live up to. And I have people I suggest you recruit into the Marauders."
"Really? Who?"
"Fred and George Weasley. But I suggest you be careful around their family. Alright? Fred and George are twins. When we get to King's cross. I'll hide and talk you through talking to them. You need to prove yourself as a prankster before your recruit them. Alright?" Harry seemed to grow happier as he nodded.
"I also have something to tell you." Harry listened intently. "Now, you can't tell anybody else at the school. I have a little prank of my own on the students of Hogwarts." I smile as I pull my glove off. "I'm a professor at Hogwarts. The Professor of Alternative Magics." Harry seemed shocked.
"You're a professor? Why did Hagrid introduce you as a student?"
"Because not even Hagrid knows who I am. The only people who know who I am, are my own friends. Professor Dumbledore, and Professor McGonagall." Harry's eyes widened.
"So your essentially a spy?"
"A spy for my own causes. Yes." I nod. "And I have to tell you this. I have reason to believe that Dumbledore is interfering with certain aspects of your life. And it's partially for that reason that I said to not tell Hagrid about your Titles. He has an Obliviation curse on him that wiped his memories of the event that made you aware of your titles. He's extremely loyal to Dumbledore as you've heard." Harry nodded.
"So be careful of Dumbledore. Got it." He nodded. "But do you want to be one of the Marauders?" I blinked in surprise.
"Really?" I asked slightly shocked.
"Yeah. If it weren't for you, I'd never have known I was a Marauder. Plus you already said you were planning a prank on all of the students of Hogwarts." I smile widely underneath my mask.
"Alright." I said as I took off my mask and put my face mask to hide my face. It felt good to finally reveal my face after a week. "We'll suggest nicknames for ourselves to be undercover on King's Cross station. Alright?" Harry nodded and high fived me. Waving bye to me as he headed home. I smile and went into the bathroom at the station. Disapparating with a crack to get back to Hogwarts.