It's All Just Temporary with a Bit of Necromancy

Chapter 12: Continue, Lord Potter

Rita gasped. "The Headmaster was going to bind your inheritance?"

Harry gave a puzzled nod, playing on his naivety of a week ago. "Yeah...I guess so. Is that bad?"

"Lord Potter, binding an inheritance will eventually kill the wizard or witch," Madame Bones explained swiftly.

Harry let his eyes go comically wide. "Bloody hell. Well, I guess that explains the next part," Harry sighed and fiddled with this tie. "Again, I didn't know what was happening and all four were raising their wands and starting to chant something and this yellow light was forming...And I just...I don't know...I got that feeling I had with my uncle and suddenly the woman was on the ground and the other three were running away calling me a Demon and then..." Harry took a faltering pause, quickly flitting his gaze between the two women before looking away.

"What happened then?" Madame Bones pressed, her voice soft.

"They Crucio'd me," Harry whispered brokenly. "They kept doing it. For days they would come and cast it repeatedly. I didn't even know why," Harry muttered, letting his eyes go wet, an action helped by the intensity of the itching that he was having to ignore.

"Do you realize what you are accusing these men of?" the Head of the DMLE breathed.

"I would swear on my magic that I'm not lying. They cast it at me repeatedly."

"Did Dumbledore cast the curse?" Rita asked eagerly. Harry opened his mouth only to pause and frown. "I don't remember...I know Kingsley and Mad-Eye did for sure....but I can't remember Dumbledore being there aside from the first time." Harry tried not to show how pissed he was at not being certain but now that he thought about the time in the basement, he had only ever seen the Headmaster on the first day. The man had just sent his lackeys to do the dirty work after that. Harry mollified himself with the knowledge that even if it wasn't an immediate takedown he was still implicating the Headmaster and that would still do damage. Slowly destroying the old man would be far more satisfying anyway, he told himself. "It was only when I was found by someone loyal that I was able to getaway. I won't release their name, I don't want potential backlash to affect them....I still don't even have my wand," Harry muttered as though an afterthought. The women nodded, though Skeeter looked disappointed at not having names or certain proof of Dumbledore. "I managed to come here to Gringotts and that's when I learned everything about my Lordships and I even got journals from the previous Necromancers on how to control my abilities and learn what I can actually do."

"Thank you for your account, Lord Potter," Madame Bones began. "I am truly sorry for your treatment upon receiving your inheritance. Fortunately, you will not face legal repercussions as those with inheritances are granted some leniency in the beginning. And given the circumstances around the cause of death, I believe that a court would grant clemency. I cannot grant you the same leniency in future circumstances. Though if legal actions are taken, you will have to face the court." Harry nodded, showing that he understood and tried to get his face to show how grateful he was. "As for your attackers, Kingsley and Alastor will be brought forth and tried for their crimes. And an investigation regarding Albus' involvement will begin."

Harry hated that Dumbledore wouldn't go down immediately but knew this information would help to begin the seeds of doubt for future usage. "Thank you for hearing me out, Madame."

"A most intriguing story, Lord Potter, and sworn to your magic too. Delightful," Rita gushed. Harry decided not to clarify that he hadn't actually sworn anything only that he would be willing to. "Now, can you give us any insight into what you've learned from the journals? Forgive us, but no one was alive when the last Necromancers were here and there are some frightful tales. Care to enlighten us?"