7 First contact with a foreign race (1/2)

When my gaze sweeps around the room, I finally found a semblance of order. On my right row of tellers, each at their high counter, lording on the poor foul that verbally abuses them to access to their gold.

\”Poor foul didn't recognize that if they want, the goblins could cut them off they access to their golds and they wouldn't be able to do anything.\” Mumbling Harry, unaware that the nearest teller hears him.

On the other side of the hall, rows upon rows of doors leading to the bowels of the land that was the goblin nation, not that anyone would be able to cross them. Looking everywhere and finally looking above, he notices board for each section of tellers. Searching for the right one before starting to go a little further inside the hall, completely missing the fleeting gaze that his action has set off to each free goblins that he passed.

Arriving in a corner that was mostly empty under the \”Miscellaneous\” section of the bank, he silently made is way in front of the counter where a goblin was busy scribing away on his parchment, unaware of his client who patiently waits for him to finish before interrupting him.

Under the gaze of now quite a few goblins, I wait for another ten minutes before I could see him wave a finger above the parchment, roll it and put it away. Taking it as my clue, a take a deep breath before speaking.

\”Greetings teller.\” I was answered by complete silence and a sharp gaze snapping at me.

'Ooookkkk, no teeth, blank expression and silence, that should be still good for me.' Still unknown to me, having now the complete attention of the surrounding goblins.

\”Greetings wizard, what Gringott can do for you today.\” Say the goblin in an even voice.

'I know nothing of them but as long as they don't say anything that should be still good right?'

-Yeah, they would be sarcastic as possible without being insulting if that was the case, continue but be carful.-

'Will do'

\”I'm quite not accustomed to services that are offered in your establishment, so here I came. Being raised outside the wizarding world, I don't know of my origin and wanted to know if service similar to a blood inheritance?\” Seeing the goblin nod at the term. \”Blood inheritance was available.\”

\”Yes, the tracking of a magical ancestor is a feat available to goblin nation for an unclaimed vault.\”

A few second pass before I understand what he was waiting for, he only says that they were available and didn't clearly say that I wanted one.

\”Could you tell me the procedure for an appointment in order to conduct one, please?\”

Again a nod before he responds.

\”A blood inheritance test is not a time-consuming matter and Gringott possesses a department at this effect. Should one want he would only need to notify an employee of its bank.\”

\”Then, could I bother you still and ask for one, please?\”

Hearing this is gaze turn serious until now it was only an exchange of information but it now turns to business with the bank.

\”We are a bank young wizard and deal with associate business.\”

Without a word, I retrieve a wad of fifty of my pocket to show to the goblin. They are a bank and need to be sure that their time will not be wasted with people unable to conclude business upfront. My thinking was right when I see him easing is gaze, understanding that I didn't come empty hand.

\”Longfeet!\” barking a goblin could be see rapidly make is way to the boot. \”Take the young wizard for a blood inheritance!\” nodding to his superior before turning to me.

\”This way.\”

I was lead to one of the numerous doors leading further in the building, each turn leading to the exact same corridor that we just exit.

'I swear they made it that way for wizard being unable to found the office on their own'

-What did you expect, unlike wizard they actually think.-

'Too right.'

While I was speaking with CS, we finally made our way to our destination, waiting for me in front of a simple wooden door similar to any other further down the corridor, he knocks and waits.

\”Enter!\”

Opening the door for me to pass before closing it behind, leaving me face to face with another of is kins. Contrary to the one I could see at the entrance, this one seems older and wears an actual suit while seating behind an imposing mahogany desk.

With a brief look at the mundane cloth he spoke.