Besides training, Harry also spent his time with Luna teaching and helping her in her subjects. He doesn't know what kind of duty required from a godmother as he assumes the position.
What he knows is to help and prepare the child until maturity. And that is what he does, helping Luna training and schooling.
He also visits the Head House of Ravenclaw to stop any form of bully against her.
Time pasts and Christmas came. For the Wizarding World, it is an insulting event as this is the day they celebrate the cleansing before the dead day. A renewal if you must. Especially some Pureblood families.
Dumbledore really likes to put muggle cultures in the Wizarding World forcefully. If he has some cunning in him, why not do it slowly in a subtle way?
This way, no one will see it coming and unconsciously thinks it a good thing. But no, "I am the Supreme Magnum, Christmas and Halloween will replace the Winter Solitice and the Samhain."
Walking down the corridor, Harry decided to visit the Hogsmeade and celebrate the holiday there. He can also see if he can find books on the water-base spell.
Climbing on the chariot, he waited patiently as it moved on. 'Now, it is a time for celebration. What I must do to celebrate?'
Climbing down, he walked toward the village when suddenly he stopped. 'Yes, I must hunt the horcrux before Voldemort resurrection.'
Changing his path, he moves toward the forest and apparate toward the Leakey Cauldron.
Walking inside, he stares at the people and silently makes his way toward Tom. "Hey, Tom. I wanted to ask if you have a floo call?"
Tom looked up from his paper, and his eyes jumped in shock. "Of course, here, let me show you." Scrambling to his feet, he leads Harry to the back and shows him the floo network.
"Thank you, Tom. How much?" Taking his pouch, he asks. "Oh, no, it is on the house. It a holiday, after all."
"Thanks. Still, here, consider it an advance payment for my visit in the future."
"Sirius Black." Taking powder, he crouch near the floo and calls out. After that, he put his head inside the fireplace.
"Sirius, do you mind if I come in? I am in the Leaky Cauldron."
"Of course not, pup."
"Thanks." Smiling, he asks to where. "Grimauld Palace."
A green flame engulfed him as he vanished with the fire down. Stepping out from the fireplace, he is welcomed with a dreary Gothic sight. "Well, I don't know what to say."
Looking around, Harry swear he will never ever live here. "Sorry about that, pup, the place is still in progress."
A man, Sirius Black, approaches with his wand and is covered in dust. "I've been cleaning room after room. Kreacher is a cunt alright. But still, he only does minimal cleaning."
"That understandable." Knowing Kreacher, Harry shorten his comment. "Do you find anything from your brother's room?"
Scrunching his nose, Sirius stares at his godson and then shakes his head. "No, haven't been there. He's no brother of mine."
"Don't say that, Sirius." Shaking my head, I walk out from the living room heading to the bedrooms floor. "I have a shared vision with No-Who. It is about something, something called a Hocrux. I found one in the school, the other in Bank, and the Hangleton Mansion of the Gaunt family. Also, your brother seems to have it as well. I really don't understand, but I hope I can collect them and destroy them once and fall."
"What's you mean, pup?" He asks, leading me to Regulus room. "This is my brother's."
Searching for any clue, we come across a diary inside the drawer. Sirius stops as he opens the diary and starts to read it.
Sob~
Knowing how it must feel, I refrain from commenting and remain silent waiting for him. We spent the next few hours talking with Sirius doing the talk about his remorseful behavior, not being there for his brother, and reminiscing his past with him.
I just sat there with Kreacher serving the food and drink remaining silent all the way. "Kreacher, give me the locket Regulus gave it to you. I swear I will destroy it."
Conflicted, he started to cry, bashing his head and exclaiming how bad he was in failing to do his master's order.
Taking the locket from his hand, I talked with Sirius one more time and told him not to inform Dumbledore and his goons as I wanted to deal with it in a controlled manner.
Agreeing, he decided to help out, which I stopped him from doing so. "Sirius, I have my Goblin looking for a good baritone for you to help you clear your name. In the meantime, stay low and keep an ear close to the ground. If we want to do this perfectly, it is best that we keep some people in the dark."
"Ahahah, look at you, pup. All grown up, I see. James will be proud of you."
"Be serious, Sirius." Understanding that he tried to lose my stiff shoulders, I smiled and then left planning to do my job before the night. "Goodbye, Sirius."
Hugging him, I floo away toward Diagon Alley. Stepping out from a random shop, I make my way to Gringott and meet with my bank accountant, Axetooth. "Good to see you, Axetooth. It's early. I know, but I really need the bank help."
That earn a brow from Axetooth. "And how can Gringott help you?"
"It come to my attention that one of the dark objects is hidden behind Bellatrix Lestrange vault. I may sound stupid, but in recent weeks and months, I've been getting these visions of things called Hocrux. One of them being kept in this subject vault."
"That's can't be, I will have someone check. If this is false accusations, the consequences will be dire, Lord Potter. I hope you know that."
"I understand, Lord Axetooth." They waited there for a minute until a group of Goblin soldiers walked in with a heavily guarded box. "We have apprehended Mr. Goldfinger for dealing with the most vile magic artifacts and giving ward to it in Gringott. The King expresses his thanks and allows you to take 3% percent from the Lestrange vault."
"Thank you, Ironclaw. My client and I appreciate the offer." After that, the goblins walk off. "Where are they going?"
I ask, staring at the box filled with Helga Cup. "Ah, they will destroy the curse and will put the cup inside the Potter vault as a form of spoils."
"That good. Please overseer it cleansing. Oh, this as well, if you don't mind." Handing over the locket, I then began talking with him about the business venture I proposed last month.
"This is a more detailed and final draft of the plan that you proposed." Reading the form, I nod my head in agreement. "Good, please proceed at once. I want their talent to be shown, not dampen under the dark veil."
"Don't worry, Lord Potter. We also need fresh blood. It is a good business for Gringott as well."
"Then, hopefully, I get some commission from the hiring."
"I already drafted that type of contract." After a small talk, I left Gringott. 'Now, the ring and the Resurrection Stone. The diadem, I will deal with it tonight when I return."
"Nagini, can wait. She must be in the graveyard as well, witnessing her master's resurrection." Walking toward the lion's dormitory, Harry decided to sleep with his housemates for the holiday.