I was doing buisness with the Goblins and gained their respect after they saw how I managed everything . I gained quite a huge fortune in one and half year , which is the time I have been doing trades with them.
With the money, I was able to come in contact with a Russian Magizoologist, and got my hands on some thunderbird feathers which I thought might be useful later on. The Goblin's respect earned me a rare black silver bracelet which covered my entire wrist area, which was bounded to me and me only.
The catch is that, the chain could expand and had a sharp spear points on both ends, which I could use as a weapon. I also requested for a kind of dragon hide wand holster with goblin runes for my right forearm and it would have two pointed blades on either sides of my wrists which would pop out of a sheath.
The Goblins agreed to make one but it will take time , and it took some money, but it's worth it.
Since I was doing all this, it felt kind of guilty to not inform my uncle about this, so one morning as we were in the woods doing a run I told him.
"Wait what? Are you serious Taylen? You have no idea what I'll do if I find out that your safety is compromised "
"No uncle, I promise you, we had signed even a contract, and its a friendly contract too, and all my buisnesses are under an anonymous name, 'Leon Winters'. And the herbs that I sell, only Winger knows that it's through me, and no one else."
He stopped running and turned towards me "Son, I trust you, and from the day I found you survived all that, I knew you will make it big. The way you have grown up strong, your father would be proud of you.
But promise me, if anything bad happens, you'll let me know first, and show me those contracts later on, just to verify."
I nodded and hugged him "Thank you Arcturus, you've shown me love that I don't know I can ever return."
Over the years due to my skills In forging, and some crafting that I self learnt, I had made many weapons that were in a showcase in my room wall, it's inside a wooden cabinet with cushions ,which would pop out when I place my hand and say a password.
It includes nunchucks, some sai knives, steel knuckles, a bow and some arrows, and some combat knives and swords. They all were enchanted with proofing runes and resistant runes by me. They were also made unbreakable with some extra runing as Arcturus recommended me.
I had also made more things like portable endless pouches to carry stuff, self writing quills(which I took inspiration from the original ones) , gloves for forging, huge storage boxes and shelves which looked small from outside.
My most favourite is a special mini axe I had forged with the help of Arcturus, which had a perfect black leather handle and designs running up to the blade. It had chains wound around the handle, and when the bottom of the mini axes would be touched together by me, the chains would interlock, making it a long range weapon. It took me a while, but with some runing, I made it owner only , it means it will return to me , it was kind of a variation of the Summoning Charm . It had the same runes as the other weapons made by me, but better modified runes by Arithmancy.
Due to some old books from Godric Gryffindor's time I used to spar with Arcturus in mornings, and I remembered the martial arts from my previous life, so I did that too.
One morning I was practicing with a woodcutting axe and my wandless magic.
It was nearing end of December, Winter still had its grasp over the forest.
My body moved like it were a part of the very wind. I stepped up front as I brought my axe down, then spun around, slashing 3 times, then I threw the axe with a modified ascendio towards the lake. I put a kick on the tree in front, caving it in, then spun as I put a punch on the other side then a second punch right through it, as the tree fell.
My enhanced senses heard the door of the mansion opening.
I straightened up, walked towards the lake and at the edge I held my hand out as the axe came back spinning, and I grasped it with a firm grip, the wind pressure from it making my hair fly back.
Arcturus POV:
I saw him stand at the edge of the lake as I approached, his back muscles visible through his thin tshirt , even if he were a mere kid. Looks like he took after my image eh.
"Taylen?"
He turns towards me, his face looks exactly like his father's, sharp features, that jaw, that eye shape like a warrior waiting for the command to shoot an arrow...except the colour. The long hair till his neck sways in the wind, tied in a pony.
He has grown over the years, I'm proud to be his uncle.
"Yes Unc?"
"Tommorow, we have to go to Gringotts, I think it's time to officialize that you're gonna be heir of house Peverell.
2 Days after it, there's a New year eve over the Ministry, so if you'd like, would you accompany me to it? It will make you gain some publicity, but it's all your wish obviously"
Back to My POV
"Sure Arcturus, I would love to, is the dinner ready? I'm terribly hungry" He nods
"Same here kid, hurry up, else the Turkeys all gonna be mine!" and heads back home.
"Hey! No wait up!" I say as I cut the huge tree in half, which fell a while ago, to carry it to the store room easily.
"Haha should've though before coming out for woodcutting!" He said running off
"Oh Hell nahhh"
I ran behind him, the logs on my shoulder.
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