26 September 1992, Hogwarts
Slowly, Harry chose one of them while looking at a pillow in front of him. It was a basic telekinetic push spell, and he activated it. Harry could feel his magic start to heat up, and some kind of glowing magical circle appeared in front of him. It glowed slightly and the pillow was banished away.
It was far more draining than a standard banishing charm, but despite it, Harry grinned to himself. He had finally used his magical crest on purpose.
After a few weeks of school, things started to stabilize slightly. The usual start of the year hostilities was stopped pretty easily when McGonagall and Snape gave enough detentions to scare the overeager firsties into submission. Yeah, the Gryffindor Slytherin rivalry was practically a school tradition at this point, but they do end up calming up slightly afterwards.
Yeah, Harry forgot about the whole thing, to be honest, and it took a reminder from Blaise asking his opinion on how it was handled compared to the previous year. It didn't even come close to the outright war that Longbottom and Malfoy caused the previous year. Thankfully, the two rivals chose another arena to challenge each other at, Quidditch. The two twelve year olds did their best to spend every free moment practising seeker drills and learning difficult manoeuvres. Honestly, it looked kinda cool and Harry wondered if he should buy a personal broom just to go flying whenever he wants. He remembered it being somewhat relaxing, and he did earn his license in his flying lesson, so could buy it without it being an issue. It was still a relatively expensive purchase all things considered. It was technically classified as a vehicle and priced accordingly and it didn't make sense to buy one just for the sake of doing so. His vault already took a big hit with the materials for his anti-basilisk glare research and adding in more expenses just wasn't worth the risk.
Seriously, the ten thousand Galleons that his parents had left him was a tidy sum, but it could be drained pretty quickly if he's not careful. He wasn't like Lucius Malfoy who literally spent over two thousand galleons just to buy his son a spot in a school Quidditch team. That's literally a fifth of Harry's vault on a trivial matter, while the young Potter was literally counting every piece of gold when buying materials that could save his life.
A part of Harry wanted to be resentful at the injustice, but looking at the general populace, he was in a far better position than most of them. And he already knew how to make money, he understood investments and had a few plans in place. It wouldn't be instant, but he could see his fortune growing after a few years, he just needed all the capital he could have to start investing.
The magical world didn't have stocks like the muggle one because there was no need for it. Magical communities are pretty small, and the people with enough money to make significant investments are even smaller. The stock exchange was optimized to be used by millions of people in millions of companies. In the magical world, where everyone knew each other, there was no need for something like that. You owned a business like you owned a house. You register it with the ministry, and you can sell percentages of it like you want. But the actual sale is a private affair. It isn't as impersonal as the muggle stock, you pretty much bought a part of someone's property and shared the same percentage of their profit or their losses.
Harry had contacted a few companies, mostly selling charmed items and the like, and had set up a few meetings in the Christmas holidays. The Potter scion was ready to make his family name rise once more.
So, yeah, between preparing for these meetings, figuring out his magical crest, making plans for the anti-basilisk goggles, his daily Occlumency practice, and his venture into Cryomancy, was it any wonder that Harry missed the school gossip? Honestly, he barely hung out with his friends, that was how busy he was. His friends weren't pressing, but Harry could tell that they weren't happy with him. He really wanted to make it up to them, but it wasn't his fault that he was the only one who knew about the weapon of mass destruction coming to the castle.
At least, he had made some progress with his crest. It took two gruelling weeks of effort; Harry was able to make a good enough assessment of how his progress with his crest was going. What was available to him so far were standard spells that were cast using magical circles and not a wand.
There were two methods of casting the spells, either by casting by channelling magic into the crest and picking the spell, or by actually learning how magic circles work. There was no reason why the spells that were available in the crest so far wouldn't be used by the public, so Harry was able to slightly reverse-engineer how magical circles work and found that they were very different from how wands work.
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