Hogwarts Homecoming

"So, when did the change begin, and what caused us to lose the peaceful life we ​​had in the past?"

The sharp questioning was loud and clear.

In the house, people listening to the speech expressed their opinions, but their voices were still low and unclear.

John clenched his fists, his brown eyes flashing with fire.

No need to think too much about this question.

Ever since the new minister suddenly came to power, things have been going wrong.

"Ever since our friendly, benevolent Minister Cornelius Fudge was suddenly dismissed and Amelia Bones and Amosta Braine took over, the British wizarding world has become something different!"

Angris said with a livid face,

"Diagon Alley, which has existed for centuries and is famous all over the world, was reduced to rubble. St. Mungo's is filled with wizards injured in the war, and you are dead because of the war hastily provoked by the Ministry of Magic. Lost my job!"

The wind blowing outside the house suddenly became fierce.

The old locust tree at the door bent in the strong wind, and the leaves made a rustling sound when they collided with each other, which sounded like someone crying miserably.

"But--"

The eldest brother of the Charles family raised his hand, and to John's surprise, he actually raised an objection.

"The Ministry is here to capture Death Eaters and fight You-Know-Who--"

"Of course it is!"

Mr. Anglis did not show any blame, and there was a sardonic smile on his lips.

"It's always right to fight You-Know-Who, but I think we can all agree that the method chosen by the Ministry is not very appropriate, right?"

There was another round of discussion, and people nodded.

"Minister Bones and Blaine told the Death Eaters to return to Azkaban themselves or forfeit their Gringotts wealth-"

Angris said with a cold face,

"First of all, you may know that the Ministry of Magic does not have any legal basis for doing this. In other words, they have no relevant legal support at all. It is completely dictatorial and hegemonic behavior.

Besides, the Ministry of Magic chose to use the most violent method to offend the mysterious man. Do they expect that the mysterious man will not fight back?

The Ministry of Magic run by Bones has no regard for the interests of ordinary civilians. You can all see that the merchants in Diagon Alley are still selling things in the open space with tents.

The Ministry of Magic hastily identified some leaders of ancient and glorious pure-blood families as followers of the mysterious man. This reckless behavior has directly led to the dilemma you are currently facing! "

In the crowd, a middle-aged man with brown hair suddenly covered his face and shrugged his shoulders.

"Our family has been serving the Notts since my grandfather. Oh, but the Ministry of Magic said he was caught during the Battle of Diagon Alley and he was a Death Eater!"

"I think Mr. Nott may have just gone to Gringotts, which had lost its credibility, to get his gold that day."

Angris said 'sympathetically',

"I know Mr. Nott. He is definitely a good wizard who abides by the law and has absolutely nothing to do with Death Eaters."

The gray-eyed wizard with a cane entered the house and stood at the door, looking expressionlessly at the door, as if he was warning that their party would not be welcomed by the Ministry of Magic.

But after hearing Angris' words, he couldn't help but cast a faint glance at him.

"Now, I don't think you're confused as to why I'm helping you."

Angris sighed heavily,

"I can't bear to see the Ministry of Magic become a mess; I can't bear to see the British wizarding world become a laughing stock; I can't bear to see the kind and innocent people of the wizarding world, you, homeless, with nothing to rely on for their lives.

Of course, I also hope that my business here can prosper as before."

Angris suddenly raised his voice,

"So we need to make our voices heard by the Ministry of Magic, and make them responsible for those irresponsible and catastrophic decisions, and responsible for our lives!"

John gasped.

In the old days, in the old days, I could still work in Mr. Greengrass's workshop.

Although their lives were not particularly well-off at that time, their fields could guarantee their basic livelihood.

The galleons earned in the workshop can buy two pieces of clothing for Ewen from time to time, and can buy some candies and potions for Bona to increase the probability of magic riots. After working, he can occasionally go to the Leaky Cauldron. Enjoy two glasses of strong whiskey!

But this 'good life' is gone forever as the Ministry of Magic frequently makes mistakes!

The discussion in the room gradually became louder. People were no longer 'shy' and started whispering to each other to express their anger and dissatisfaction!

"But what should we do?"

Another woman wearing an apron said uneasily,

"Mr. Anglis. I - we are not good at magic. There is no way we can compete with the Ministry of Magic's thugs. Oh, and Brian, he can kill us all with just one spell!"

"Oh, dear lady—"

Angris looked at him kindly,

"I never said that we were going to launch a riot or confront the Ministry of Magic. All we had to do was make our own voices heard. Of course, in order for the Ministry of Magic to take us seriously, it is inevitable that we might take some drastic actions. !”

Angris emphasized his tone and added,

"Our intention is just to seek justice for ourselves, we don't intend to hurt anyone, right?"

The lady nodded and her expression became determined.

"First thing we need to do!"

Angris raised a finger, he looked at this group of "fools", hiding his indifference and sarcasm in his eyes,

"Just find more people who are dissatisfied with the Ministry of Magic's behavior. Only more people can make a louder voice and make the masters of the Ministry of Magic pay attention to our demands!"

"We want to work!"

The two brothers of the Charles family stood up unexpectedly, their faces were fanatical, and they waved their fists in front of the crowd,

"We want a stable life, we want everything in the magic world to return to normal, and we want the Ministry of Magic to compensate for our losses. If Bones can't do it, let Minister Fudge come back!"

The roar of the Charles brothers ignited the anger in the hearts of the poor people who suffered from the hardship of life.

The dirty faces were full of dissatisfaction with the authorities!

Angris looked at the group of fools he mobilized with satisfaction.

Although these are inferior and weak.

However, when their voices come together, Amelia Bones has to pay attention to it, then-

Huh!

People were immersed in venting their anger, and no one noticed that the extinguished fireplace in John's house suddenly burst into flames, but Angris and the cold-hearted man with gray eyes immediately noticed it.

After a moment of astonishment, the two people drew their wands at the same time and pointed at the fireplace with a cold look.

And this extreme action immediately made people stop, and they turned around and looked at the fireplace spewing flames blankly!

"Did you invite other guests, John?"

Mr. Angris asked with narrowed eyes, his face unfriendly.

"What. Invite. Oh, I didn't--"

John also looked at the fireplace spewing green flames in confusion.

"Ah, you are."

Under the gaze of many eyes, a girl with dark golden brown hair, smart silver eyes, and strange carrot pendant earrings jumped out of the fireplace.

The girl in light pink pajamas didn't care about the two wands pointing at her, but looked at the crowd and asked excitedly,

"Practice singing?" (End of this chapter)