"Snapfist," Shiva asked slowly, "just what kind of power does Dumbledore have as Harry's magical guardian?"
"Primarily, financial control over any transactions more than 50 galleons though he cannot perform any transactions regarding the family vault or your investments," Snapfist said tapping his fingers on the desk. "A magical guardian also has the right to accept or deny any magical contracts including marriage contracts."
"That's still a thing?" Harry said scowling even deeper. "What the hell is wrong with this world?" Snapfist had to hold in laughter at that question. Many goblins had asked the same thing regarding wizards.
"They're really rare, Harry," Shiva said but then frowned. "Snapfist, has Dumbledore signed any magical contracts or marriage contracts in Harry's name?"
Snapfist shifted a few more papers before shaking his head. "No. There is a draft marriage document for one Ginevra Weasley with Molly Prewett's signature already stamped however Albus Dumbledore has yet to sign."
"Thank god," Shiva leaned back with a sigh. Harry's face was starting to turn colors that only Vernon had ever reached. "What was the date on that one?"
"November 5th, 1981."
Both humans gaped at that and looked at each other. Harry unfroze first. "I am going to strangle that old man with his own beard."
"At least he didn't sign the bloody thing. Snapfist, is there any way to block that from ever getting signed?"
"Well..." the goblin tapped the desk again thinking. A scary grin split his features as he recognized an option perfectly in line with bank policies. "We could place it into the family vault. As a draft document it would be required to be either destroyed or signed before any other marriage contracts could be formed."
"And Dumbledore isn't allowed in the family vault despite being a magical guardian," Harry said. Snapfist nodded, noting with approval that the predatory grin spreading across Harry's features mirrored the goblin's own. "Can I give access to that vault to Shiva?"
"No. Not until you reach your age of majority. Currently you are the only one allowed access to the Potter family vault."
"Oh. Well it was worth a shot. Wait," Harry frowned, "by locking away this contract I'm screwing Ginny aren't I? She seems nice enough and I don't want to stop her from dating anyone until I turn 17 or something..."
"In one manner you are limiting her options, Mr. Potter. Miss Weasley would be unable to enter into another marriage contract the same as you. However, that does not mean neither of you can form relationships. It simply means neither of your hands can be bought or sold," Snapfist said.
"Shiva?"
"Do it," she nodded to him and gave a thumbs up. "This is definitely the best option until we can get you out from under him. I just wish I knew why Dumbledore seems dead set on managing your life."
"Maybe he's just senile," Harry muttered. "Was there a third thing, Snapfist?"
"Yes. A Wizengamot proxy."
"A what?"
"Shite," Shiva said softly. "I didn't even think about you having a seat on the Wizengamot. It's a hereditary one I assume?"
"It is," Snapfist agreed. "It is generally not a topic Gringotts handles however with the sealed will we have been...forced," Snapfist made it sound like a curse, "to bring up the issue. Currently the proxy is Albus Dumbledore in his role as your magical guardian. You are unfortunately unable to change this fact without his consent."
Fantastic." Harry sighed. "Well this sucks. If you guys manage to figure out a way for us to change magical guardians before we do let me know please."
"I will ensure we do, Mr. Potter." Snapfist nodded to them both. "Before we conclude...it has come to the attention of Gringotts that you are in possession of the Sword of Godric Gryffindor. Is this true?" His eyes were beady and his stare intense.
Shiva narrowed her eyes at Snapfist and stopped Harry before he could speak. "Yes," she said. "The Hogwarts' Founders' artifact chose Harry as a champion and bestowed the Sword of Godric Gryffindor upon him in his hour of need." Harry shot her a questioning glance but Shiva just shook her head.
Snapfist frowned, deep in thought, before slowly replying, "You claimed this blade during a crisis?"
"Yes," Shiva said.
"Mr. Potter, please explain."
Harry again looked at Shiva. She just sighed and motioned for him to go ahead. "My friend and I were fighting a basilisk. Nothing was working against it so I asked for help. Fawkes, the phoenix, showed up with the Sorting Hat. I put the Sorting Hat on and the Sword came out. I used it to stab the basilisk. I think I hit the venom sack and the brain when I stabbed it."
Snapfist stayed quiet for some time. "You have claimed Right of Conquest and Right of Bequeathment then?"
Shiva nodded. "He has."
"Very well," Snapfist sighed. He shook his head with a resigned growl of defeat. "The Goblin Nation recognizes your claim and your right, Harry Potter. You maintain uncontested ownership of the Sword of Godric Gryffindor for your lifespan."
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