"Yeah, did anything exciting happen?" Fred added, concurring with his brother.
"I went to the bank, did a blood test, got some gold, built a library and came back here," the dark-haired teen answered evasively, not wanting them to know the full extent of his magic. Not that he didn't trust them, but it was better to keep some secrets to yourself.
"How many vaults do you own?" Fred asked casually as he lifted his glass to take drink of pumpkin juice.
"Three."
"You built a library?" Hermione asked excitedly.
"Well, my mum started it, I just finished it. It's in Gringotts for now, but I'm thinking on moving it when I have my own place."
"Oh," she said disappointedly.
"I have ta tell you, those goblins didn't impress me at all," he stated firmly. "They come off as racketeers to me. I don't trust them one bit."
"It's all the wars we've had with them," explained Luna gently. "Not that you'd remember, but the goblins rebel every hundred years or so. They really don't want to be bankers, they just want our gold."
"Then why is there a Gringotts?" the confused boy asked.
"It was part of a treaty," George said, making Harry look his way.
"What, they were winning a war, or something?"
"No, losing actually. I don't remember the wording, or the reason for the rebellion, but they got far less than they demanded," Fred stated as he paused eating his eggs. "But, one of those demands was the right to run a bank." He shrugged and took up his fork again.
"That just doesn't make sense," Harry snarled in frustration. Putting his plate to the side, to irritated to eat.
"The magic world rarely does," Hermione said with an exasperated sigh. She too got upset with how things were sometimes.
"I'm not sure I like that. I mean, I get this is a different culture, but is it adapt or leave scenario?" he asked, looking at the purebloods at the table.
"Well, magicals are slow to change, but we do try and keep up with what's going on in the muggle world. We know that technology is close to magic sometimes, well the more openminded wizards do. And we know that muggles can do things we can't. However, the governing body of the Ministry would never let those they think lesser then themselves make laws or changes," Luna once more took up the explanation.
"Fucking politics," Harry growled to himself, though everyone heard him. He pulled back his plate and started eating again.
"Language," Hermione reprimanded.
Harry just glared at her and continued eating.
"So ickle Harrykins, what are you doing today?" George asked as he scooped up some more beans.
"I thought I'd take a bit of a walk around Hogsmeade," was the answer. He was trying to cool down after that short discussion. He figured a walk in a wizarding village might help him understand more. Maybe. He hadn't met a magical person yet that hadn't confused him. Even the twins and Hermione often said of did something that threw him off. He figured Luna did it on purpose.
"What about classes?" his bushy-haired friend asked, worried that he was never going to catch up. She still needed to get with him, and teach him magic with a wand. She only hoped that whatever crazy idea the blonde Ravenclaw imparted yesterday didn't hinder his learning.
"Oh, I'll go back another day… maybe… perhaps. To tell the truth I don't think I need them," Harry said absentmindedly, wondering what the village held. Would it answer some of his questions? Or leave him with more?
"Don't be silly, Harry, of course you need classes," she said firmly. She couldn't believe he was blowing off school so casually. If it were her that couldn't remember she'd do everything she could to reeducate herself. "How are you going to learn if you don't go?"
"I don't really know if I'm staying here or not," he said finally paying attention.
"Why wouldn't you?"
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