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"Hollow." Harry agreed. "I didn't feel anything about the kill. And that scared me."
Switchblade nodded.
"I've had brethren who've given up the warrior life after their first kill, and others grow thirsty for battle. I'm considered the perfect warrior for the reason that I don't feel anything for the kills. Those who thirst for it usually get too eager, too reckless. Those who hate it get too hesitant, too desperate. Those who feel hollow go on in calm, sensible manner."
Harry looked to the carpet thoughtfully.
"So it's okay?" He asked shyly, hopefully.
"For most humans it isn't okay. The 'Light' side will hate you for your ability to kill. The 'dark' side will be more … varied in its opinion."
"So I'm more of in between light and dark."
"Yes, but leaning more towards the dark in the human mind as 'Light' humans aren't supposed to kill."
"I…" He paused and looked around as if looking for intruders, and lowered his voice, gazing at the goblin seriously. "I don't know if I want to be light."
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Harry took a bite of the lizard that had been roasted to perfection. At least that's what another goblin remarked. Harry also accepted a piece of horse meat to try. The goblins had said the horses hit by strays spells shouldn't go to waste. Harry decided he didn't mind the taste. The group was oddly silent, chatter nothing more then a bare whisper. Harry finally reached into his carrier bag and pulled out a small plastic shopping bag that was tied shut.
"I've opened a café." He remarked to the silent group.
All twelve goblins attention fixed on him.
"A café?" Switchblade chuckled.
"Yes. It's in London and the magical side is open to everyone. But I realized that other species don't eat the same as humans so I'm going to be trying to get some different dishes. Any suggestions for the goblin menu?"
There was a moment of surprised silence.
"You're actually serious?" One of them asked, staring at him.
"Yes."
"Why should we tell you?" Another asked.
Harry found it amusing how Slytherin most goblins were. He reached over and untied the plastic bag. He removed the stasis spells from the food inside. He held up a brown paper bag with smirk.
"I'll give you this if you give me a short list of some main things."
"What's in it?" another asked suspiciously, waving his half eaten lizard at the bag.
Harry opened the top of the bag and reached in. he pulled out one of the items and held it up with a smirk.
"Mushrooms."
He could almost see them start to salivate. It appeared Griphook had not been lying when he said all goblins loved mushrooms. One of the goblins started to rattle off some foods. Most were pure goblin dishes, their own recipes of from their own farms. Harry quickly jotted them down and then tossed the bag of mushrooms to the one who'd listed them off. Before a fight could be started over who got them Harry pulled out a few more bags of them. He was glad he'd bought some a while back. He had been going to give them to Griphook, but he could always get more.
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August 6th
Saturday
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Harry checked his stuff over again before nodding to himself. He had everything packed up. Today was the day he was heading home. They hadn't finished with the tomb, far from it! But the parseltongue they had actually hired for this dig was coming today. Harry had been his fill in for the first few days.
"Harry!"
Harry glanced up and saw the mousey man from the first day waving him down.
"Good thing I caught you. We were going to offer you a look at the second chamber."
Harry blinked then smiled widely and hurried after the man. He hadn't gotten a chance to look at the second chamber yet. He left his pack outside the tomb and followed the man in. He stepped through the secon
d day and his breath caught. This chamber was larger and Harry could feel the hum of old magic in the air. The walls seemed to shimmer in the lantern light and the hieroglyphs almost moved. Harry spotted some parseltongue writing and started to read. His eyes grew wide and he whipped his note book out. He'd been allowed to keep it after those in charge of the dig had gotten a copy. He scribbled down a few last notes before he heard some giggles.
"You…you aren't lying?" Katrina asked in a small voice.
"No. Magic is real and your children have the ability to wield it." He smiled. "No one is coming to take your children away."
The two slumped in obvious relief.
"Why don't you come over to my place?" Harry sighed. "Harold could probably explain this better then me."
Slowly they followed him back outside to his house. He didn't bother to throw an illusion around the first floor this time as he entered. He led the family to his kitchen table and sat them, quickly pulling some snacks from the fridge and starting some tea. He then laid out a blanket for them to let Jake lay on and slid a cup of milk to Cathy who was confused at all the commotion.
"Harold!" Harry called.
A clatter was heard upstairs and the Henderson's looked to the stair as Harold came walking down, cane missing but still in his usual getup which was quite old in muggle eyes.
George was talking softly with Harold and Katrina was scooping Jake back up. Harry escorted them to the door and as a last minute thought grabbed the small round gold fish aquarium from his windowsill. A Sea Baby wrapped in coral was inside, larger then when he first got it and close to hatching. He held it out to a wonder struck looking Cathy.
"It's called a Sea Baby." He smiled. "Make sure to keep her in the sunlight and soon she'll hatch for you."
The girl squealed and planted a sloppy kiss on his cheek. Harry gently smiled at the parents who looked a bit stunned at the whole day.
"Don't worry." Harry whispered. "Everything will be fine."
They gave short nods and Harry offered a smile.
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Harry gasped as the circle lit up and the particles of light gathered to form the creature he had summoned. Harold had his wand levelled with the unknown creature, just in case. Slowly detail formed as the light died down. Harry stared at the new summon with blatant curiosity.
It was small and lumpy looking almost like a stone. In fact, when it was curled up like now it did look like a stone. The grey stone looking creature slowly uncurled and blinked huge glowing green eyes at Harry. They looked like neon green lights with no pupils or any white. It had a jutting chin with bump looking teeth hanging out like a bulldog. It sat up on two legs and blinked at him like a begging dog. It went back to all fours and threw itself forwards with its hands like a monkey. It got close to him and sniffed him with two slits that made his nose.
"Mwaaaap." It hissed.
Harry cautiously reached out a hand and stroked its head. It quivered under his touch in a happy way and started to run happy circles around him, hissing its odd noises as it did so. Then it ditched him to sniff around. It walked around sniffing at the wall. When it came to a beam it sniffed it curiously then opened its gaping mouth and took a huge bite out of the wood. It chewed happily and then made a gagging noise coughing up sawdust. Harold and Harry stared at it.
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