Harry Potter Fanfiction Gringotts Inheritance Test Novels & Stories

Tears trickled down my face. The only sin against him was to be fated to him. He could've easily rejected me. He could have left me alone but no, he chose to play this sick game, he chose to toil with my innocence. Yet, I wasn't mad at him. I couldn't get mad at my handsome mate. "We carry out the test. It's the only way to find out." What test? My heartbeat accelerated. What did this white-haired elder mean by the test? "There's a twist to this, Tak," Grimsby grunted, "The whore is with a child." He nodded at me like I was some dung in the field.

I open my mouth to speak, but Marius beats me to it. “Dad, I want Hazel by my side. I love her, and I love Sammy. They’re staying.” “If you continue this... relationship, I will be forced to redistribute the inheritance. Vincent will receive the lion’s share, and you will be left with the crumbs.” My breath catches in my throat. I can also feel Marius tensing beside me. "Please," I beg. "Mr. Thorne, give me a chance to prove myself to you. I love Marius, and I would never do anything to harm him. Just... give me a chance."

I asked when he made to go search for Alan, and he quickly jerked his head towards my direction. "No, you won't."He said. "You are not going to rule the pack, so it won’t get to you…" "What about Alan?" I asked again, and this time around, he looked at me with confusion. "Will he inherit the curse?" I added. "From what I know, it is a Ravenclaw problem, and Alan has no claim to it for whatever reason. One, he is going to be ruling two packs merged as one, something that hasn’t happened before. Two, he is not a Ravenclaw, your father’s blood doesn’t run through his veins."

“Huh? Then, what should we do?” Gunni said, “Granny Wich inquired about a piece of information. James Coney has a granddaughter called Cheryl Coney. You should start with his granddaughter. Once you've married her, you’ll be the inheritor of Ganoderma, and you must acquire the Legacy’s Origin from the Coney family. Go and prepare yourself. I’ll let someone take you to the Coney family tonight for a marriage proposal! Your mission is to find out the secrets inside the Legacy’s Origin!”

“Wealth?” I asked her back, thinking I had not heard her correctly. Hazel furrowed her brows, giving me a look of disbelief. “Yes. Your inheritance.” “What are you talking about?” I stared at her, half-expecting that she had just misconstrued me for someone else. “The Grey Inheritance.” I scoffed and looked into her eyes. “Haze, remember, Grey is Sean’s family name, not mine.” “I know,” she replied as if what she was saying was just a simple matter. She took a sip of her coffee, wiped her mouth, and stood up.

“How do I get control of my inheritance?” Barrister Ethan nodded slowly, sipping his coffee before continuing. “Your grandfather was worried you'd marry wrong...one who'd only want you for what you have. He trusted your father to make the right choice for you. So, to get your inheritance, you need to marry a man your father approves of.” “What if I don't,” Audrey asked, her gaze locked onto Barrister Ethan's. Barrister Ethan's expression turned somber. “I’m afraid you don't get your share, it goes to Liam Erickson, your cousin.”

" Anyone who tries to harm her is against me." "You... What are you talking about?" Harry thought he had misheard and then said, "Didn't you do a paternity test in Mourpa? The result showed that she is Patrick's daughter. You must have been deceived by Joanne." Edwin stared at Harry sarcastically. Though he knew that Edwin had arranged for people to watch him, he didn't expect him to know exactly what he had done in Mourpa. "Didn't you find out that Tail's bone marrow was replaced with Patrick's? And that paternity test was skewed," Edwin snapped ironically.

What could his grandfather have meant by this? Low murmurs began to ripple through the room. “Could it be Alex? Lately, Mr. Justin Yates has been bringing that kid to the office a lot,” someone whispered. Another nodded. “That actually makes sense.” Harry’s faction also began exchanging knowing looks, all their thoughts converging on Alex. Harry, however, voiced the insinuation directly. “Only those who have formally been recognized by the Yates family elders can inherit shares,” he thundered, his implication clear: a secret love child had no legitimate claim.

"Very good question, Ms Davies. How can I own Hogwarts if I'm only Lord Ravenclaw? Let's separate it into four parts, shall we? One for each founder. First we have Ravenclaw. Susan and Susan were Rowena's only heirs. I married Susan , the eldest of the twins and became Lord Ravenclaw with the blessing of Rowena, and after Susan's untimely demise, Susan inherited her part of the castle. Second, we have Hufflepuff. Contrary to the claim of many, Helga had no children of her own blood, and because she saw Rowena's daughter as hers, and being godmother of both girls, she left all of her possessions to them when she passed. Third we have Gryffindor. I don't want to talk bad about Godric, but the

He found Arthur and me at the kitchen table, our coffee gone cold. "I've been thinking," he said, his voice flat. "About the inheritance." My heart clenched. "LJ, you don't have to—" "I'm taking it," he interrupted, his gaze steady. "Every last cent." Arthur and I stared at him, stunned. "Son," Arthur began, "after what we just learned... that money, it's tainted. It's from the Sable fortune, built on that same... legacy."