Chapter 7:
The door opened and a young goblin entered, pushing a trolley covered in food. Placing the dishes on the table between Harry and Ragnok, the server disappeared quickly.
"We will continue our discussion after we have eaten," Ragnok stated. "It would not do well for you to collapse from hunger just after being released from my wife's clutches."
Harry smiled slightly at that and looked at the food offered; he recognised most of it but found the presentation to be slightly different from what he was used to. Picking up a small bowl of what looked like a beef stew, Harry inhaled the aroma and found that he was surprisingly hungry.
"This looks delicious," he said before they fell into a comfortable silence.
After they were both done eating and the meal was cleaned away with a flick of his wrist, Ragnok took a moment to look at the wizard opposite him. The young man looked better than when he had first appeared in his office only hours earlier, but he still had the same haunted look in his eyes.
"What do you understand from the test results?" Ragnok asked.
Harry thought about everything he had read. He began slowly, "I guess I understand some of the titles and the money, but...." Harry trailed off, the more he thought about it the more he found himself at a loss.
Ragnok nodded, not surprised. "For your titles, through your father you gain three lordships. The Potter family is a direct descendant from the Peverells, which is a side branch of the Gryffindor family; all three come with votes on the Wizengamot, a seat on the Hogwarts Board of Directors, and a founder's seat on the board. As the last heir to all three families, you can claim the lordship from them along with the three votes. Your blood adopted godfather named you his heir, and through him you gain the Black family lordship and the Black family vote in the Wizengamot. The Slytherin lordship is more complicated; you gained the lordship through the right of conquest when you defeated the self named Lord Voldemort - from this you gain his vote in the Wizengamot and his founders seat the Hogwarts Board of Directors. Your final title is something of a legend that even we, the goblins of Gringotts, never thought would come to pass. You, Harry Potter, are the Master of Death."
Harry sat stunned, trying to take in what he had learnt. "What does that even mean?" he finally asked.