The plot of land was just perfect for him. It was a large plot, a bit more than 70 hectares, and perfect size. At the corner of a cliff with two of its sides facing the Atlantic Ocean, secluded from the general populated areas, perfect location. Both sides had steep drops, one leading directly to the water and other had a small white sand beach grooved in between the cliffs.

He had selected the corner edge of the plot above the beach to build his home using muggle contractors. Muggle means were cheaper to clear the property of its unwanted features without gaining any unwanted attention from MOM(Ministry of Magic). He wanted to keep their eyes off him till he was ready. He would make sure to insert the runic stones in the correct order and place. The land was flattened as much possible and fifteen feet wall was raised around the property, from one cliff edge to another. Muggle contractors have finished their job yesterday and Harry was impatient to start on wards for his home as soon as possible. He took out a shrunken trunk out of his pocket and placed it on the ground beside the building materials he had got shipped to the site. Enlarging it he took out wooden and metal beams out of it and started assembling it. All of them were riddled with runes. Then he used a mapping spell to create a perfect circle with the hole being excavated at center and marked thirteen equidistant points on it. Five of the points were in the water. He carefully marked all the spots and instructed Dorm to dig 13 holes of 43 feet each on land and 13 feet on the seafloor. They were to place the half spheres in there with the curve facing the boundaries and then seal the holes, and once the sphere will sit in the ward room he just needed to activate it with his blood.

Once done he took out a slip of parchment from his pocket and called out after giving it a glance;

"Dorm, Hickey, Bertie, Spot."

There was pop and four excited house elfs were standing in front of him. Wide eyes brimming with the anticipation of work to come.

"From this moment onwards you are part of Peverell family."

There was a flash of light around the five representing the bond.

"You represent me and my name and I want you to be dressed and present yourself in a manner fitting your station. We can discuss your duties later. Right now we are going to start building the wards for future home of house Peverell. I have already marked the sites where the central ward stone and the rest would go in and I want two of you to start digging and create a hole of five feet diameter and it should be 107 feet at the central mark. At the bottom create a room using the stone slabs which should be 13 feet in all dimensions, which will be our ward room, make sure the runes side of the stone slabs face inside of the room. Place the conical pedestal at the center once done."

Immediately Dorm and Spot started on their work. Harry guided the other two towards a contraction he had created specifically for this project before summoning his elfs.

"This is a runic enchanted stone maker. This is going to build us the stone bricks which will be used to construct the manor."

Pointing towards the mound of dirt and stone collected after the flattening of land, he showed them how to create stone bricks. They were to levitate the dirt into the opening on the top of the device and soon a stone bricks measuring 1x1x2 foot came out of the other end. The bricks had runic schemes pressed into them which were part of Harry's ward scheme.

Once he was sure they could handle the process by themselves, he moved back to the trunk and took out fourteen large stones out of it. One was in the shape of a sphere while the rest were half spheres. All of them were literally filled with runes and random gems. He transfigured some dry twigs into a table and spread his building plans over it.

He gave a final glance to the land around him.

"Oh I am going to make it just perfect."

Two days later the place was filled with muggle construction workers and machines.

Stories about Nazi gold always get people's attention – even if no gold has actually been found or that the authorities has never let people even know about it. Harry was hell bend to use Nazi's plundered riches to his own benefit having robbed one of the sites already. The treasure annexed from occupied territories during the Second World War, it is appropriately known as "stolen gold". It was also allegedly shipped overseas, particularly to institutions or nations that clandestinely assisted the Nazis before the conflict's close.

He remembered reading in several British tabloids, and some others from around the world, reporting that a British ship has discovered a cache of this Nazi gold 120 kilometers (75 miles) off the coast of Iceland. The crew of an Advanced Marine Services vessel decided to explore the sunken wreckage of the wartime SS Minden, within which resides at least one chest that tantalizingly remains locked.

This ship was scuttling en route from Brazil to Germany in 1939 when it was confronted by two British warships, and the contemporary crew claim that the golden treasure suspected to exist within is worth at least 100 million pounds. Frustratingly, the Icelandic government declared that the crew didn't have the right license permitting them to salvage the wreck and its contents, and there was a legal battle determining who owns the discovery. The case went on and on forever and people forgot about it. No one knew who won the rights to salvage and got the riches.

Harry was going to throw a wrench into it by taking it all for himself. Here he was hovering over the location he remembered on his broomstick. He took out his wand and transfigured some of the surface water into a wooden platform and landed on it. The weather was getting colder by the minute and it being night also didn't help. But harry has choose the dark as he didn't want anyone to snoop on him, neither muggles nor wizards.

He called Dorm, his newly appointed head elf, who appeared on the platform with a pop. He had a glass in hand which he enlarged to double the size of an average human being. He then levitated it over Harry who stuck himself to the wall of the glass. Dorm then levitated the glass on to the open sea where it sat floating. He took out a stick and threw it on the water surface.

"Activate"

A large block of lead suddenly appeared at the bottom of the glass and started sinking fast. Harry without wasting time conjured four chains which attached itself to the walls of the glass and the lead block, pulling harry down to the depths.

As he descended to the bottom, it became pitch black and the only light source he had was his wand. At the metal block touched the sea floor after few minutes he took out few glass balls will blue flame inside and levitated them out of his sanctuary. They went out spiraling in a circular pattern scanning the ocean floor for the sunken derelict.

He hit the jackpot after about twenty minutes. The ship was about 40 meters north-west to his location. The moment he saw it he started guiding the glass he was in nearer to the sunken ship. He could see the outlines of the large wooden boxes scattered around. He tagged all he could find with portkeys he had brought along and activated them one by one, finally activating the one for himself and was gone with the swoosh.

House Peverell was back in business.

"Hurry up, or you are going to be late."

"I'm coming."

A redhead girl of eleven came running down the stairs with wet hair and trunk with stuff bursting out of it and gave her mother an innocent smile.

"Oh Merlin, is this what you call being ready little lady? The train leaves in fifteen minutes and your father must be waiting at the platform. Come here let get it."

She pulled out her wand from sleeve of her robe and after few intricate movements the hair was all dry and tied up in two neat ponytails. Few flicks more and the trunk gobbled up escaping pieces of clothes and shrunk to a matchbox's size which she pocketed.

"Thanks mom."

"Now let's get going. Edgar come on we are leaving."

A small boy of nine came running out of the kitchen with a muffin in hand and jam on his cheeks.

Elisabeth didn't bother even asking what or why, she just swished her wand to clean the boy's cheeks and herded both of her children towards floo where she threw a fist of floo powder in and spoke clearly," Platform 9 ¼, booth 9".

She grabbed her kids and stepped into the green roaring flames.

The first one out of the floo was little Edgar who came spinning out and then fell flat on his face. Hearing his sister and father snickering made his face go red, more than embarrassment that the fall. He got up and proclaimed like a little knight.

"You wait and see Susie, one day I will become an auror and I will be smooth as a whistle."

Susan gave a hug to her brother and said, 'I believe in you Ed. While I am at Hogwarts don't trouble mom okay. I will write regularly. Lookout for my owl."

Hogwarts express let out the final whistle and started moving out of the station slowly.

Robert looked at her panicking daughter and sighed. He took the shrunken trunk from his wife's hand and slipped it in Susie's pocket.

Elisabeth gave her a kiss on the brow, followed by one by Robert and Ed and after a brief family hug Susan Bones jumped into the nearest coach, her first ever journey to Hogwarts.