《Harry Potter and His Twin Sister》Chapter Nine
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Griphook led us through the corridors of Gringotts's and to the mining carts. We climbed into the cart and braced ourselves for the journey.
The cart took off, whizzing deep into the mines of Gringotts, swerving, and diving, before jerking to a stop.
"These are the Gryffindor and Slytherin vaults. Which do you want to see first?" Griphook asked.
Harry and I looked at each other.
"Slytherin vault!" We exclaimed together.
"Very well, the vault opens via blood, so you just need to put your finger in the snake mouth on the vaults door. The snake will take care of the rest." Griphook explained.
Harry and I nodded, following Griphook over to the large vault door which has carved snake designs on it. One of the snakes comes out of the door and opens its mouth. Harry puts his finger inside and the snake clamps down, making Harry wince. I repeat what Harry did putting my finger in the snake's mouth, wincing when it bites me. When I pull my finger back it magically heals. The door to the vault slowly unlocks the snakes winding out of the way to reveal the inside of the vault.
"I can't go in due to the vaults blood protections, but I shall wait for you out here." Griphook said.
Harry and I make our way into the vault, taking in the sight of piles of galleons, knuts, and sickles. As we made our way deeper into the vault I could see piles of ancient texts, weapons, dark artifacts. I feel a pull, like something is calling to me, I follow the pull to an old chest. I pause in front of the chest feeling the strongest pull coming from inside. I open the chest, gasping at what I see inside. It's a deep emerald, green egg. The egg jumps, and a crack appears. I tilt my head and watch in awe as a tiny scaly green head pushes its way out of the cracks in the egg. The snake that comes out is thirty centimetres long, it's pure Slytherin green, with large golden eyes.
"AWW!" I coo, immediately falling in love with the baby snake in front of me. "What kind of snake are you little hatchling?"
"I'm a Bassilissk mommy." The little snake hissed, peering up at me with big golden eyes.
"But I have looked in your eyes and not died." I wondered.
"I would never hurt mommy; I'm using my ssecond set of eyelids. Bessides I'm too young yet for my glare to kill, I can hurt ssomeone badly or petrify them after one year, it takes five yearsss for the glare to be sstrong enough to kill. But my venom isss deadly all the time, accept to you ssince I'm your familiar." The baby basilisk hissed.
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"My familiar? Wow. This is great. Are you a girl or a boy?" I asked.
"Yesss. I am a boy." The snake hissed.
"Very well. I will call you Vasuki. It means king of the serpents." I said holding my arm out for Vasuki to slither up.
"Vassuki. I like it. Powerful, jussst like me." Vasuki hissed, curling around my shoulders.
I wandered around the vault picking up some books on the dark arts, and rituals, then I picked out a curved dagger that had snake patterns on the blade and a silver snake head handle. I found some extinct and extremely rare potion ingredients in the vault that I put in the bag as well, something to hold over snapes head so he would behave when they met for the first time in this life.
I make my way back to the front of the vault, pausing when I see Harry with a familiar snake around his neck as well, only in black and green with golden eyes.
"You got a baby Basilisk familiar as well HarHar?" I asked grinning in excitement at having the same kind of familiar as my brother. I love matching with him, we didn't get that much in our last life.
"Yes, I did. I named her Regina, after the Queen of the snakes." Harry replied.
"This is Vasuki, after the king of the snakes." I introduced my familiar to my brothers.
The two snakes flicked their tongues at each other, lifting themselves up and bobbing their heads in greeting.
"Greetingss brother." Regina hissed.
"Greetingss sister." Vasuki hissed back.
"Aww, look at them getting on already, sooo cute!" I squealed.
Harry chuckled in amusement. I pouted at him and turned to Griphook, who is watching us with an amused look on his face.
"Quite impressive for your first familiars. I'm sure there are more surprises to come. To the Gryffindor vault then?" Griphook asked, gesturing at the second large vault door.
The Gryffindor vault has two lions curled around each other on it, the large heads coming out of the frame as Harry, and I went closer. Harry and I both pricked our finger on a large lion fang. The lions uncurled from each other, and the vault door opened.
We made our way in Griphook waiting outside again due to blood protections. This vault was also piled high with galleons, sickles, and knuts. As I went deeper, I once again saw stacks of ancient tomes and books, as well as scrolls, on defence against the dark arts and duelling. I picked up a few tomes and put them in my green bottomless bag. There are weapons, armour, and magical artifacts in here too. I found myself following a second pull, this one lead me to a trunk that Harry was already standing at with a black shadow Phoenix on his right shoulder, and Regina on his left.
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I smiled at my brother and turned my attention to the trunk and a black and purple egg that was inside amongst others. The egg is rattling and shaking as the creature inside attempted to break out. I grinned as cracks started to appear, before a little purple and black feathered head popped out. The baby phoenix pushed itself out of the egg, flapping its little wings.
"So cute!" I awed, scooping it up and cuddling it to my chest, before raising it to my shoulder where it climbed on next to Vasuki who just flicked his tongue at it.
"What genders are they?" I asked Harry curiously.
"I'm not sure, perhaps Griphook will know, let's go ask." Harry replied, stroking the baby phoenix on his shoulder.
We walked out of the vault and over to Griphook, who is waiting for us.
"Griphook, we got new Phoenix familiars but don't know their gender, can you tell?" I asked.
"Hmm, let's have a look," Griphook murmured lifting up our familiars and taking a closer look at them. "Harry yours is a male and Rebecca yours is a female."
"Ok, I will call her Amethyst." I cooed kissing her on her head.
"I will call mine Nox." Harry said stroking Nox under his beak.
"Alright then, two vaults down, eight to go." Griphook said, climbing into the mining cart.
Harry and I climbed in after Griphook and held onto our familiars. The cart took off, dropping down, then taking a series of fast corners and swerves, before slamming to a stop.
We all climbed out of the cart, Harry and I looking closely at the new vaults. The one on the right has ravens sat upon books carved into it, and the one on the left has badgers surrounded by flowers.
"These are the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff vaults, they are protected by blood as well." Griphook explained.
Harry and I nodded before making our way over to the Hufflepuff vault. Harry and I pricked our fingers on one of the thorn carvings, which immediately began to unwrap and reveal the entrance to the vault.
We make our way into the third vault of today. I split from Harry and looked around, there are plenty of galleons, sickles, and knuts piled in this vault as well. I looked deeper in the vault finding, lots of common, rare, and extinct potion ingredients, as well as seeds. There are ancient tomes, books and scrolls on Herbology, care of magical creatures and creature inheritances. There are plant pots, Herbology equipment, and some odd magical artifacts. Near the back I found something quite peculiar, it's a tree but it has sprouted in the vault, and it has bowtruckles nesting in it. I wondered how they survived down here.
"Hello little ones, I'm Rebecca, I think it best if you all come with me later, but don't worry I will bring your tree. I will come back for you when I have a special trunk made with an area just for you. I hope we can be good friends." I whispered to them so not to startle them; they aren't used to people after all.
I made my way back towards the front of the vault, picking up some books on herbology and basic potion ingredients. Harry was waiting for me with Griphook at the entrance.
"I will need to come back later with the specialised trunk I want made." I stated as I left the vault.
"You found the Bowtruckles then? I was just telling Griphook we would probably end up coming back for them." Harry chuckled.
"I met them, poor dears all alone for all this time. I'll take care of them." I huffed; my creature collection was coming along nicely.
"Right to the Ravenclaw vault, no time for dilly-dallying." I said randomly, giggling and making my way over to the fourth vault.
This time the vault opened by the ravens biting us. Harry and I nodded a brief farewell at Griphook before making our way into the vault. This time Harry and I walked together, as we needed to know what books the other was getting, they would end up sharing them all. We walked past piles of galleons, sickles, and knuts.
There are piles and piles of ancient tomes, books, and scrolls. Harry and I got books on Spell crafting, Ancient Runes, Arithmancy, Astrology, Potions, Dark Arts, Defence Against the Dark Arts, Charms, Transfiguration, Enchantments, Alchemy, Wizarding laws and Politics, Rituals, Warding and Curse Breaking, Wizarding History, Herbology, Healer arts, Latin, Pureblood ethics, Creature Inheritances, Care for Magical Creatures, Necromancy, Occlumency and Legilimency, and art. So, a wide range of subjects, we wanted to learn as much as we could this time.
The vault other than books, and money has, ancient magical artifacts and decorations, as well as paintings. I made my way over to the paintings looking through the landscapes, and the Hogwarts paintings, one of which I shrank for my new room when I figured out where Harry and I were staying after this. I found a collection of paintings hidden by a sheet. I moved the sheet letting out a gasp when I saw the new paintings, they are of the founders of Hogwarts, and they are alive! How are they going to react to what has become of their beloved school!
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