King Ragnok, leader of the Goblin Nation within Gringotts sat behind his desk of black marble, looking over the latest findings from the Gringotts Security Division. It seemed that they had located the Goblin who, against the orders of his superiors, and against the expressed wishes their client, one Harry James Potter, had taken it upon himself to continue to deliver information on the Potter accounts to Albus Dumbledore.
Greevil had pleaded guilty to his crimes and the Goblin Court was prepared to sentence him to thirty years' hard labour in the mines. But before that could happen, Mr Potter's opinion would have to be sought on the matter. If the stories about the boy were true, it was doubtful that Mr Potter would request a harsher punishment, but it was not unknown for a Wizard to demand the death of a Goblin in cases such as these.
Thankfully this sort of thing didn't happen too often.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door and, following Ragnok's call of "Enter!" an official looking Goblin by the name of Kraguk entered.
"Your majesty," began Kraguk with a deep bow towards his king "I have just returned from the Lestrange family vault. We believe that we have located one of the items that Cyrus Greengrass warned us about."
Ragnok set his quill down, a frown marring his face as he considered this.
"This is ill news, Kraguk. That such an item could be hidden within Gringotts… We will have to organise a bank wide search for any similar artefacts. But now is not the time. I will contact Greengrass and Croaker. They will want to confirm what we have found before that abomination can be destroyed."
Two emerald green eyes followed the path of the faintly glowing wand tip as the healer moved it up and down and side to side. After a few moments the healer nodded thoughtfully and scribbled a note on the chart in his hand.
"Well," he said at last "there appears to be no lasting damage as far as I can tell. Just rest that ankle of yours and the sprain will soon heal thanks to the potion I have already given you."
"Thank you," replied Harry before asking "Did you get the report back from the mind healers yet?"
"Indeed I have," answered Healer Tofty. "And the good news is that there is absolutely no evidence that Dumbledore managed to block off any more of your memories."
"Well that's a relief," stated Harry.
"Indeed," said Healer Tofty. "In addition, there appears to have been a slight weakening in the blocks already placed in your mind. Two more mind healers will be coming in sometime tomorrow morning in order to confirm what we suspect. If we are right then it is entirely possible that we will be able to undo the obliviations in time, though doing so may well require specialist healers."
"Really?" asked Harry, unable to keep the eagerness out of his voice. "I'll get my memories back."
"It certainly looks that way, but try not to get your hopes up too much until you have been looked over again tomorrow morning. Only then will we know for sure. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go and check on a witch with the spout of a tea pot growing from where her nose should be."
Harry thanked the healer as he left the room. Of course, the healer's exit provided the signal to the group gathered outside that Harry was now free to receive visitors. Within moments of Healer Tofty leaving, they had all piled into the room and gathered around his bed.
Hannah and Sarah quickly sat in the seats closest to him on the right side of his bed while Sirius went and sat in the seat to the left, with Remus deciding to stand just behind him, near the window while Susan and Amelia were closer to the door.
"So how long was I missing for in the end?" asked Harry.
"Not even a full hour," replied Sirius. "But you still had us really worried."
"Are you sure you feel okay?" asked Sarah.
"I'm fine," replied Harry. "Apart from a bit of a headache that is. Hey, what happened with The Order?"
"Unfortunately Dumbledore was able to get away again," replied Amelia. "As far as we could tell, he used an international portkey to escape to Germany with about half of those he kidnapped from the courtroom. We sent a team after them but by the time they got there the safe house that had been set up for their arrival had been abandoned."
"Damn," muttered Harry. "Who did he manage to keep with him in the end?"
"Alastor Moody, Minerva McGonagall, Poppy Pomfrey, Elphias Doge, Dedalus Diggle and Mundungus Fletcher," said Amelia. "Everyone else is back in custody."
Harry was silent for a few moments, playing something over in his mind before he finally said "Some of them tried to help me. Snape's the one who hit me with the cruciatus curse. Shacklebolt tackled him to the ground and broke his nose. Then Flitwick, Sprout, Podmore and Vance tried arguing with Dumbledore, telling him he needed to stop. He refused to listen."
Amelia sighed and nodded before replying "Yes, they informed me of that during our questioning session. I was waiting on you to confirm it. The Wizengamot will be taking this into consideration when we cast the final verdicts tomorrow."
"Will I be alright to go and see that?" asked Harry. "I know that the healer said I need to rest, but I really want to see that bastard Snape get what's coming to him."
For a few moments no one offered up a reply, and then Remus broke the silence. "I'm afraid, Harry, that good old Severus Snape will not be receiving a trial."
"What?" demanded Harry, "Why not?"
"He died, Harry. When that house elf, Dobby, was it?" at Harry's nod Remus continued "When Dobby forced Snape and Moody away from you, Snape collided rather hard with the stone fireplace."
"He was still alive when we brought him into the hospital," added Amelia. "But he was bleeding quite badly. He didn't make it."
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