Summary- Harry finds out some very shocking news from a letter from his mother. News that leads to Harry going to a whole new world? What will this whole new world hold for Harry? And how will the shocking news Harry find's out affect the new world he is in?

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Chapter four

Harry had finally finished his training with the goblins, it may have taken a lot longer than he had originally believed it was going to, but Harry had finished it. And he certainly had the results to show for said training.

More so than ever now that he was out of both the time chamber said training had been in, and the bank altogether. Though, he hadn't left before he had made sure to pay the goblins everything he owed them, plus some more. As since they had gone above and beyond what he had expected Harry had decide to return the favor.

Seeing as while he was taking a good three fourths of everything he owed with him. He could still leave the goblins the other quarter, along with all the goblin made items he owed them; just s he promised to pay at the beginning of the training he had gotten. Plus, whatever it is they took out to pay for the damages he had done to the bank during his escape.

Not to mention Harry had decided that all the Political power his family seats owned were now in the goblin's hands. After all, in the new world it he was planning on going to, it wasn't like said political power was going to follow him there to help him any.

Besides if Harry knew anything about the Goblins, which Harry felt he did, then they would get some real good use out of the political power he had just given them. Most likely by screwing all those in wizarding world over in the worst sorts of way; something Harry didn't feel in regret in letting happen in the first place. Seeing as he knew given in the slightest opportunity those in the wizarding world would do the same to him.

Harry, as he walked out of the Bank, that had pretty much been his home for the last twelve years, couldn't help but think of the difference between himself now, and how he had been when he had first asked for all that training in the first place.

Before his training, Harry had been rail-thin, scared-up, teen with short mess black hair; that looked like a literal bird's nest. Not to mention his eyes had around that time looked almost grey with how dead and emotionless they had become. Due to everything that had happened to him in such a short period of time. He had even walked with a slump in his posture and seemed to look almost defeated by the world around him. All and all he looked nothing like the savior he was supposed to be.

However now, Harry had no such defeat slump in his posture. As he stood strong and sure; just like the Goblin warrior he had trained to be. He was now a good deal taller than he had been before, reaching six foot even opposed to the barely above feet he had been before; were ever inch had counted to him.

Not to mention he now, due to the harsh training he had been put through Harry was leanly built with Iron hard muscle. That while not bulging where still clearly visible along his arms, chest, stomach and legs. Showing anyone who knew how to look that he was clearly a fighter of some sort.

Then there was the fact that his hair, instead of the bird's best it had been, it was now pitch black in color. That fell to just above his shoulders with to goblin made warrior braids on the sides; as the goblins had drilled into Harry that appearance was important. And how his hair had been before simply wasn't allowed any longer.

Speaking of the differences between the Harry from before, and the one now was the fact Harry also now had a scar above his left his eye from battle with goblins. One that he had gained in one of his latest hand to hand battles that he had managed to end in a tie for the first time. He had gotten injured there and hadn't let it heal completely; as a mark of what he had done.

Not to mention the fact his lightning bolt scar, that had been vividly visible before was almost nonexistent; as you could only see it when you looked very closely at his forehead. Something Harry didn't feel like giving anyone the chance of doing, so that was unlikely to happen.

Speaking of how he looked, and the fact that the goblins had drilled into Harry's head that both appearances and first meetings really did matter. Harry was now dressed in something he felt both comfortable in, be it either for fighting or relaxing, yet still looked nice at the same time. Opposed to how he used to dress, this clothing was pretty much tailored to fit him; instead of basically hanging off him because it was too big for his body. Made for someone who was a good four or five times the size Harry had been back then.

This meant that as he was leaving the bank and leaving the place that had gave him all new meaning to no pain no gain, Harry was wearing something that show cased the way he looked; while not hindering his movements in the least bit.

As he was wearing a bright green Acromantula silk shirt, that because it of what it was made of had the same protection that basically steel would. Considering Acromantula silk had the same strength some of the strongest steel in the world had. Making it both stylish and a protective measure as well.

With this green silk shirt Harry was also wearing a pair of dark black dragon hide pants, that offered Harry the same protection the Dragon's hide offered it. Then to top it off Harry had a pair of well-made steel toed boots that had so many different magic protections on it that the goblins had approved of them and where thinking of getting several pairs of their own; for their own people. Letting Harry know just how good those boot really where.

On top of this clothing Harry had all the weapons he had learned from the Goblins hidden in different places on his body. Which included four different bladed fans, all Harry made sure that he could grab quickly and easily if he needed too. Three different pouches filled with thousands of senbon needles, placed on his him; and sorted from poisonous to nonpoisonous. Not to mention he also had a single blade down his back as symbol he had finished the training he had undertook. A blade he knew how to use if worst came to worse and his other weapons, or magic, wasn't enough.

But that wasn't all Harry had on him he also had the top right side of his ear pierced, and in that piercing was one of the most important things he had. Or at least one of the most important things he had in regards to the plans he had.

As in this piercing was a black onyx stone that was his magical trunk shrunken down and hidden in said piercing. This trunk held all of Harry's gold and remaining items that had been in his vaults. Including all the books and magical items Harry knew several people were eager to get their hands on. And had been planning on taking from him once they had gotten Harry in their control. Something that they would never be able to do, as Harry was making sure to take all of it with him as he left.

In fact, the only thing he was leaving them was a magical painting of in his new look, that would flick them off or curse them out; depending on who it was and the mood his painting was in. Something the goblins found rather hilarious and therefor had made it so the painting in question couldn't be destroyed. Before teaching the painting in question to curse out others in several different languages; including their own. Harry got the feeling a lot of different people where going to suddenly be seeing that painting.

Shaking his head, knowing that it wasn't time to let such thoughts get into his head. Seeing as it was now time for him to finally put the plan, he had made all those years ago into actions. Even if it did feel like it had been forever since he had first thought about the plans he had made.

But first before he did that, there was one thing he wanted to do first. He wanted to go to Florean Fortescue, one last time. This was because Harry wanted to go to that Ice cream place as a way to both honor and remember the girl, he had called his sister. And one of the few people he knew that had helped him just for the sake of helping him without any benefit in it for her.

Considering the fact, that both Hermione and he had often gone to Florean Fortescue all the time. Just the two of them and had done nearly everything there. From schoolwork, to going over several laws Hermione had wanted to change, to just hanging out. Harry figured that would be the best place to honor her. As It had been the place where both Harry and Hermione could just be the siblings, they were to one another without fear of anyone interrupting them.

And it was because of that that Harry went there, headed to the table he and Hermione usually sat in. One that was in shadowed corner of the shop, mostly hidden from the view of others. Seeing as neither Harry or Hermione had really liked the attention that came with being the Boy-who-lived and loved the small bits of peace they could get; like the hidden table allowed them to have.

Once there Harry ordered Hermione's favorite Ice cream, a Banana and coconut cream ice cream, and began to eat it; enjoying the reminder of his sister for a bit. Or at least that was what Harry was doing until the door opened. Letting in two of the people he had started to despise the most; Ron and Ginny Weasley.

Luckily it seemed that they didn't seem to notice Harry or if they did, they didn't recognize Harry as Harry Potter; much to his relief. Because instead of paying any attention to him, Harry watched as the two rushed to sit at a table not to far away from him. Where they then threw up a silencing cone that covered the entire corner of the ice cream shop; including the table Harry was sitting at.

This fact caused Harry to blink rapidly and wonder just how he hadn't caught on to what the others had been doing to him sooner. Especially if this was how they covered themselves when they were speaking to one another. Before deciding that it didn't matter, and he should instead focus on the conversation that was going on not even two tables away from him.

"Why can't we find that freak of nature!" This came from Ginny as she slammed her fist on the table and glared at Ron.

As if it was personally his fault, they couldn't find what they were looking for. Though given the conversation he had overheard a year ago, outside the time chamber that is, Harry had a good idea just who Ginny had been talking about. Something that was proven when Ron snapped back at his sister, his face going red as he clinched his fist; like he was just seconds away from hitting something or someone.

"I Don't Know, I Don't Know why we can't find Potter! But I do know one thing. When we finally do find him, I swear that coward is going to pay for all the work he's made us do when it comes to looking for him. He shouldn't have run in the first place. He should have known his place! And I am going to enjoy making sure he learns it once we get our hands back on him. Like we should have from the beginning, forget all that planning in the shadows we had been doing. We're Gryffindors we should have just been just put him in his place and made him to what we wanted from the very beginning!"

Harry hearing this, gave a slow blink as he tried to figure out how Ron train of thought worked before realizing he really didn't want to know anyway. Nor did he want to know how Ginny's train of thought seemed to work, as it seemed like she had agreed with something her brother had said, because Harry could hear her agreeing with him.

"Your right, Ron we should have. But I know we will just that when we find him to finally do it that way anyway. Oh, the things I will make him suffer through once I get my hands on him. Do you how bad he made me look at school. I was going to brag about him being my boyfriend only to find out he had fled before I could even do that! I Everyone thought I was dateless. Of course, it wasn't true but still!"

Harry hearing this realize he had heard enough, and he really didn't want to hear any more. So, he got up and left, acting as if he couldn't see or hear the couple at the table, all the while cursing the two of them for ruining his attempt to recall the times he had with Hermione. But then he heard something that had him shuttering slightly and speeding up his walk as he headed away from the ice cream shop. It was from Ginny and Harry heard her whisper to her brother.

"Look at that man Ron, he looks so good. Do you think he's free, cause he looks like he is loaded; just look at those clothes he's wearing. Not to mention how nicely they fit him, hmmm."

At that Harry had to work his hardest in pretending not to hear them as he began to speed walk away; acting as he just realized the time and that he was late for something. As he rushed away from the two traitors, that apparently he brought their interest towards him even if they didn't know he was Harry Potter. Harry couldn't help but wonder how the hell he had even became friends with them in the first place, seeing as now he could see clearly how fake and money hungry the two where.

A good ten minutes later, and far away from both Weasley sibling, Harry had managed to reach his destinations. Snorting slightly in disbelieve about the fact the Ministry still hadn't improved their security and how easy it had been for him to get back into the room the Veil was in.

You would think that considering that, in the past it, the veil had been an Unspeakable project, so because of that it should be harder for him to get to. Or at least that is what Harry had believed, and why he had made to do so much stealth training. But honestly all he had to do was give a false name and pretend he belonged in the Ministry as he made his way to the room in question.

Currently Harry was standing in front of said veil, gather both his thoughts on what he was about to do. In his hand he had the sacrifice he was planning on using to help smooth the passage he was hoping to take. It was the very first blade he had ever made under the goblins care.

This blade had a lot of emotional meaning to him, it was tied to his memories, and not only that Harry had poured a lot of his magic into making said lopsided dagger. It wasn't perfect, far from it, but at the same time it was something that meant a good deal to him.

Considering what his mother had said about the sacrifices needed to be able to use the veil in the first place, he was willing to sacrifice it. Because he felt that this blade would be something that could hopefully make his pathway through the veil as smooth as possible, while at the same time let him take everything he had on him with him though said trip.

So, knowing he most likely would have much more time, and not wanted to risk thinking himself out of what he was planning, however unlikely that would be, Harry threw his dagger into the Veil.

Then he was nearly blinded as the veil in question began to shine a blinded white color. Seeing this and feeling the fact the Veil in question was now pulling him in Harry gave a smirk as he let it do so, and as he disappeared fully into the veil Harry found himself thinking of both the ocean and the chance of finding someone who could actually be his family.