Harry Potter gets smart and takes control - The Goblet

Chapter 47 Mirrors

Harry woke the next day rather early. The sun was just starting to set over the rooftops of Nocturne. Despite being tired, he hadn't slept that well.

He huffed and downed his morning potions before going for a run. It was early still when he got back, but he came downstairs after his shower to a steaming plate of French toast and crispy bacon from a very pleased Madame Morbid.

"You can come here any time kid. You're a good hard worker, and as long as you don't make no trouble, I always have space for good hard workers.

Harry beamed. This was the first time anyone had ever acknowledge his hard work and been pleased with it. It was a good feeling.

"Well I'm good with my hands and handy with a knife if you need extra help," he offered, "I noticed you seemed to be run ragged in the kitchen last night, and on the floor with it being so busy."

She pulled up a chair next to him and looked at him critically.

Finally, she said, "turn up at four to help prep for the dinner rush, then you can help pour drinks and carry food, do dishes and the like. If your as good at that as you are at cleaning, you can stay. If your crap, I'm not paying you."

"I won't be," Harry said, making her grin heartily.

They haggled a bit over wages. It seemed the goblins had rubbed off on nocturne culture. They'd almost settled on pay when Dobby and Winky popped in, demanded to be included too.

They ended up agreeing that, Harry would be paid 2 Galleons, 11 Sickles, and 20 Knuts an hour and would keep any tips he made. Dobby was allowed to help out in the inn, for a sickle a day and would answer when Morbid called, whenever Harry didn't have anything for him to do. Winky, would too, but refused to be paid. All four of them left rather pleased with themselves.

Madame Morbid, never having acquired house-elves for the inn was glad to have some part-time. She was also delighted to have another set of hands for the busy season when they were so understaffed. Dung really had run the place into the ground, but people still flocked to the cheap inn. Especially, now it was known to be under new management.

It also meant Dobby and Winky could help in the kitchens, so Harry could rest a little easier knowing his elves wouldn't let anything be slipped into his food. He'd test it anyway, but he felt a little better about it.

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Harry cast a quick Tempus charm. He still had time before meeting Bill, and it wasn't too late yet...

He cast a privacy ward and pulled out the mirror he'd gotten from Bill and Charlie. He'd been itching to try it.

"Charlie Weasley." He said softly tapping it with his wand. It blinked, and Charlie's face appeared, sitting in some kind of mess hall, the noise of people filtering through in the background. Harry grinned and waved.

"Hey, Harry!" Charlie said grinning

"Hello Charlie," Harry said, feeling a bit awkward suddenly.

"Is this a social call or is something up?" He asked with a grin, "testing out your new mirror?"

"Yes," Harry said, "it's brilliant! Thank you so much for getting it for me."

"It was our pleasure," Charlie said, "now we can talk face to face instead of writing inches and inches of parchment every day."

Harry grinned and said, "how're the Dragons?"

Charlie grinned and proceeded to tell him all about the latest dragon news. Excitingly, they'd had a few funding donations since The Quibbler articles had been published in the Romanian Dragon magazine. They chatted easily for a while before Charlie said, "I can tell somethings eating at you, what do you want to ask?"