Chapter 528 - Preorder (1/2)
Unlike the times before, the instant Rowan stepped into Gringotts Bank, she was ushered by a guard to wait in a private room. A female goblin attendant had presented her with a variety of drinks and snacks, while she waited. Enjoying a cup of fresh lemonade and some biscuits she patiently waited for Ragnok, who she had been told would be shortly with her. Not that she minded provided he was not delayed too long. She only had an hour window to complete her business transactions at Gringotts.
Rowan internally winces as she leans back and the chair presses into her bruised back. Ever since grandfather had really taken to his role of seriously training them, it had become a hellish summer for them. After homework and lunch for the rest of the afternoon, she and Severus would duel each other for an hour, and the rest of the time was spent dueling their grandfather.
One would think that a man of his age should never be so spry, but somehow, he moved like a shark through water, both deadly and graceful. Reginald never tired and seemed to be able to read their every move. It got to the point where Severus and Rowan were just trying to dodge rather than attack. And they considered their day successful if they ended up on the floor on their back less than fifteen times. The floor and them were rather well acquainted with each other. There was no need for further introductions, but rather a sense of bitterness that would always follow with each of their abrupt, painful reunions.
Rowan had not drunk even half of her lemonade, when the door swung open to reveal the youthful face of Ragnok. Looking much more elegant than the last time she saw him; she nodded her head in greeting at the pointy-eared goblin.
Ragnok tilted his head in a sincere bow and said, ”It is a pleasure to see you again, Miss Prince.”
”I hope that many riches find their way to towards you, Ragnok,” Rowan courtesy replied in Gobbledgook.
Ragnok flashed her a sharp grin as he took a seat before her. ”Your accent has much improved, Miss Prince.” Opening the ledger before him his long fingers with neatly trimmed fingernails tapped at the pages making sure everything is in order, before speaking.
While Rowan waits for Ragnok, she makes small talk. ”I've noticed quite the amount of patrolling A.P.D. officer's and that of at least of two Auror teams on patrol on my way here.”
Ragnok does not glance up to reply, but he drily murmurs, ”Well, it is to be expected after the attack on Master Belby. The Head of Auror's, Bob Ogden was quite displeased, and the Minister of Magic was as well. Apparently, he has been given full leeway to hunt down any sort of miscreants. There are daily raids by the A.P.D. and the Auror's, and dozens have already been apprehended.”
”Hmm, I read something of that sort in the Daily Prophet,” Rowan mumbled back. ”Though one can't always trust what one reads in the paper.”
”Most certainly,” Ragnok replied as he at least glanced up from studying the ledger. ”It would seem that indeed everything is in order regarding your investments and vault, Miss Prince. How can Gringotts help you on this fine evening?”
”I would like to meet with a squib or muquib stockbroker to open an investment portfolio in the muggle world,” Rowan confidently answered.
”Most certainly,” Ragnok said. ”I shall bring our best broker on hand, a former accountant turned stockbroker, Geoffrey Prewett.”
”Prewett?” Rowan though to herself. Could this possibly be the famous second cousin of Molly Weasley, a squib accountant in the muggle world?
Ragnok rose for a moment, before leaving the room for a few minutes, before quickly coming back. ”He'll be here shortly, he is presently jotting a few notes down for a portfolio, before heading back to Gringotts Incorporated to make said changes on the com-pu-ter.”
Ragnok, once more took his seat as Rowan said, ”Well, you've certainly gotten up in the world since the last time I saw you.”
Ragnok nods his head at her and says, ”In part due to you, Miss Prince. The handling of your contract has brought me and Gringotts much wealth. It was a serendipitous blessing which I am profoundly grateful for.”
”Flatterer,” Rowan chuckled as she took a sip of her lemonade.