It turned out the basilisk fang had in fact pierced his hand, when he had tried to deactivate his gauntlet the first thing he noticed was the hole that now decorated his hand. The second thing he noticed was the almost blinding pain that started from his hand and started creeping down his arm.

The gauntlet flowed back over his hand instinctively, the last thing Harry saw was how green his veins had become before the mithril covered it completely. Previously his gauntlet stopped at his wrist but now it went down almost two inches down his forearm.

"You say you were pierced by a basilisk fang? I must say I never tested my Stone on basilisk venom but I suspect that while the stone remains in contact with the venom it should neutralise the venom… Our best bet maybe to wait until Albus' phoenix grows up as phoenix tears are one of the few things powerful enough to counter basilisk venom permanently." Nicolas had said when he had looked at Harry's hand.

A Basilisk was one of the few magical creatures that had the power to break through magic, this was because their venom was magically poisonous which meant that when it came into direct contact with anything magical it would dissolve the magic.

Dragons and dementors were also supposed to have similar abilities, there were also spells which had the same power, like fiendfyre which was based on dragon fire. As his mithril was made entirely of magic in their current state corrosive magic would go right through them.

"Dobby?" Harry asked quietly, he was alone in his workshop but Harry felt uncomfortable breaking the silence of the night.

"Master Harry sir?" Dobby apparated into the room with barely a whisper, Harry was stunned at the change in Dobby, the first noticeable difference was his voice. Gone was the small squeaky voice, now Dobby's voice was much deeper and more confident.

Physically Dobby was now almost as tall as Harry, he also appeared to have gained some muscles from what Harry could see under his shirt. That was another change, he was now dressed in a large faded Weird Sisters shirt and jeans.

"Hello Dobby… you're looking… well." Harry said hesitantly, wary of the change in the elf

"Me is being well Harry Potter Sir, I is talking with other elves and trying to find family." Dobby said sadly, his ears drooping

"Family?" Harry asked curiously

"Dobby lost his family the day he started working for the bad masters"

"And how long ago was that?"

"Dobby started working some time before Master Lucius' father was born"

"That would've been like 70 years ago right?" Harry said gobsmacked

Dobby shrugged and simply said "Elves lives are being longer than wizards"

"Okay… anyway I wanted to tell you that we figured out what the danger was, it was a basilisk being controlled by a memory of Voldemort… I managed to kill the basilisk but the memory escaped."

"He Who Must Not Be Named is back?" Dobby asked, his lip quivering

"We think so"

Dobby nodded seriously and then snapped his fingers and disapparated

"Well that went well" Harry muttered

Luckily for Harry phoenix's grew up quickly and the tears were ready before the week had ended, it would've been hard to hide his gauntlet from the other students but Dumbledore had allowed Harry to stay in his workshop for the week and if Luna thought it was strange Harry was wearing a metal glove she didn't say.

He had needed to deactivate the gauntlet to allow Fawkes to cry into the wound, it took all of Harry's willpower to keep the gauntlet deactivated in a few moments between the pain returning and the tears healing him.

The veins on his left hand still had a faint green tint and his palm had a scar over where the hole had been, but Harry didn't complain as another scar was better than a hole straight through his hand. A part of him also thought it was kind of cool that if anyone asked about the scar he could honestly claim it was from a dangerous magical creature.

After Fawkes had healed his hand Dumbledore had retrieved a sword, Harry noted it seemed to be the same sword Ron had used in the chamber.

"Do you know what this is Harry?"

"No professor, I only know Ron somehow got it in the Chamber."

"Well this is the sword of Godric Gryffindor, there are many rumours surrounding it and it was thought to have been lost to time. But when I was examining the sword I realised it was made from mithril and I wondered if you would like to take your own look at the sword… so long as you tell me what you find of course." Dumbledore said eagerly

"Sure" Harry looked over the sword and noted the gems that seemed to have been fused with the blade, but unlike the philosopher's Stone on his gauntlet there was a definite line of where the gem stopped and the blade began. When he Looked with his mage sight the blade was made of a dull red colour while the hilt was a softer orange.

The gems that were inlaid in the hilt were the same red as the blade and Harry wondered if the gems where a form of crystalised mithril, the ideologies on the hilt were much more extravagant than any ideology Harry had made and the simplest of them seemed to be comprised of several words.

The ideologies were also woven into the metal in a delicate and intricate pattern that was much harder to read compared to his own simplistic way of laying the ideologies on top of the mithril. The blade was easier to read and was mostly about always staying sharp and unbreakable, the most important part was woven into the core of the blade and established how anything that anything dangerous that touched the blade would be unraveled and written into the gems.

When Harry looked at the gems the only ideologies written in the creators magic was a single line telling the gems that anything that is received from the blade will be written as an ideology to enhance the blade. Already the gems were filled with various magic both light and dark.

Harry compared the gems to his gauntlet, where Voldemort's magic had been imbued into the gauntlet it had just been applied like an enchantment and anyone would have been able to unravel it just like any other enchantment. It was only after the Stone and mithril had been told by Harry to protect itself from being stolen that they had taken the idea of the curse and loosely added it into the protection, making it much harder to unravel.

With the basilisk venom the mithril had absorbed part of that venom and also imbued it into itself under the protection ideology but unlike the gems in the sword the venom and curse were foreign elements and would eventually decay. Because the sword's gems made any foreign element a part of itself they would never decay.

Harry began planning how he would implement some of the sword's ideologies into his shield as taking in something like fiendfyre didn't just give the sword the effect of fiendfyre, it made it completely immune to the fire. 'Just like a vaccine for mithril' Harry thought giddily

"I also have a small task for you should you want it, I feel it might be a good learning experience for you to try and replicate the sword. If you can make a perfect replica of the sword then we could see about returning the real sword to the goblins without losing a large part of Hogwarts history."

On his way back from the office Harry was stopped by someone he hadn't see for a long time

"Why it's potty wee Potter" Peeves crackled

"Oh hello Peeves" Harry said politely, he had always tried to be polite to Peeves ever since Penolope had told him of the pranks Peeves sometimes pulled on unsuspecting students

"I've heard many a story about you Potter, oh yes many a story" Peeves cackled

"Have you now?" Harry asked blandly

"Oh yes, he's been very interested in you." At this Peeves grin become more malicious

"He? Are you working for Voldemort Peeves?" Harry asked warily

Peeves laughed loudly and even started flying around erratically "Oh no Potty, I serve someone much stronger than Riddle. See you've been marked as a person of interest, which means I can't directly test you and find out if you are worthy of my Lord's interest…" Peeves seemed greatly disappointed at this "Of course I can test people around you, like that Looney girl for example… Unless you do a thing or too for little Peevsie?"

Harry easily caught the threat and before he could even think his gauntlet had snapped into place and he had magically pulled Peeves towards him and wrapped his gauntleted fingers around Peeves' throat "You will leave her alone! Do you hear me Peeves? If you so much as lay a finger on her your master will need to find a new servant."

Peeves pulled uselessly against Harry's hand and even tried to go immaterial, but as Peeves was made purely of magic and the Gauntlet was an entirely magical construct Peeves couldn't phase through it. Finally having realised he couldn't escape Peeves shot Harry a hateful glare and muttered "Fine, I will leave her alone, but watch your back Potter, you've made an enemy of Peeves!"

Disgusted Harry flung Peeves aside and glared at the pultegist before turning and going back to his workshop, his first project would be to coat the walls of his workshop in mithril so Peeves couldn't break in.

Much shorter chapter today, I am planning on skipping the chapter next week to focus on other things (Such as a possible next chapter in Time Heist)

With the mithril the Goblins have had centuries to perfect their craft while Harry has only had two years, as such their mithril objects like the sword are way more advanced.

I was planning on having Harry be unable to read the sword's ideologies as they would have been formed in Gobbledegook but then I figured it would make more sense if mithril ideologies were written in pure magic and Harry just naturally translates it to english or at least something he can understand.

Now it was brought up in a guest review that I was making Draco 'like a caricature of a villain' which to be honest I was, but at the same time Malfoy Sr also acts somewhat like a proper villain so it could follow that he acts more extreme at home, Draco wants to become his father so acts like how he's seen his father acts but he doesn't have any of the power or subtly of his father so rather than be a fearsome villain he's just like a pantomime or joke villain.

With Dobby and Peeves this is one of my first attempts to expand Harry's sights to something beyond Hogwarts, have fun guessing who Peeves' master is!

Sidenote: My PC decided to crash right before I could copy the story over here so if theres more mistakes than normal please forgive me