New Dawn – A Harry Potter Transmigration Fanfic - Chapter 135

Fred and George, along with the rest of their family crowded around their mom as she watched the memory of Harry Potter confronting the Auror named John Dawlish, going through different emotions as the memory continued

When he had used the wordless silencing charm, they had gasped in shock.

When he taken control of the situation and sent the guards and employees back to the shop, they had felt respect and admiration for the younger boy.

When the Auror had so blatantly threatened to blow his brains right in the middle of Diagon Alley, they had felt appalled and disgusted, realizing that their father must have to deal with people like these in the ministry on a daily basis.

When Madam Amelia Bones had arrived in the scene, they had felt relieved.

When they later heard that the Auror was only suspended for a week on demoted one rank, they had felt angry.

When Harry talked about his parents who had died fighting against You-Know-Who, they felt sad.

When he talked about Aurors attacking children, they had both glanced at Ginny and felt worried.

And finally, when Harry had asked them about change, they had both agreed that the whole wizarding society needed to change.

The way the wizards treated other magical species was just not right.

And soon as the memory ended, they looked at each other, wondering what they should do next.

They knew that they were still only kids so it was unlikely that they would be able to do anything drastic when they suddenly realized why this memory was sent to them in the first place.

Harry wanted people to know the truth behind his confrontation with the Corrupt auror and he clearly wanted to bring some kind of change in the ministry as well.

And they knew that a few of their friends whose parents had still not bought the Magical Phones.

Not to mention their friendly neighbor Xeno Lovegood who at this point might have even forgotten that he had bought a Magical Phone for himself.

Yes, they needed to share this with as many people as possible.

So they asked their mum for the phone by telling her of their intention and once she had agreed with them, they had taken the phone and went to the Fireplace, intending on going to each one of their friends’ house just in case.

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Tom looked at the commotion going on in this bar and frowned.

It was not the first time that drunken wizards had caused such in commotion in his bar but something was different this time.

Because this time, instead of throwing punches and chair at each other or throwing curses and hexes at each other, they surrounding a single table in the middle of the bar and shouting loudly about something.

He went to the customers who were all surrounding a old man who was holding onto a MP Lite that he had also bought for himself.

He wondered what they had seen in the Phone that had caused such a commotion among his customers.

He looked at old Martha who was sitting on the side and smoking pipe with no concern for the world around her and asked “Martha. What is this commotion about?”

She gave him an unimpressed look, making him feel like a young boy asking a foolish question to his teacher and kept looking at him like that for a long moment before she replied “You have that… thing, that Phone that everyone seems to be buying these day?”

He gave a nod and she took out the pipe from her mouth and blew some smoke on his face “Then look at yourself you damn fool.”

Does she not know that you can only talk with a single person in the Phone at a time.

Whoever his customers had been talking to would not be someone he be able to talk to so there was no point in checking his phone.

But he decided to indulge the old woman who was probably one of the oldest customer in his bar and took out the MP Lite from behind his bar before unlocking it’s screen.

He had not really expected to see something in the Phone which was why he was so surprised when he saw a yellow box appearing on the top of his Phone screen.

He tapped on the box which took him to the memory which he guessed was the reason behind the commotion in the bar.

He clicked on the memory and after watching it all in silence, he finally understood why the people in the bar were looking so enraged.

Because these were same people who had suffered the most in the last war and were consecutively also the most grateful to Harry Potter for vanquishing You-know-who.

To know that their savior was being treated like this in the middle of Diagon Alley by some two bit Auror must have enraged them to no end.

As soon as he understood the reason behind the commotion, he also understood that in some way, this was worse than the normal commotions where various fights break out in his bar, resulting in his cutlery and furniture being broken en masse.

A mob that would have all of it’s anger directed toward the ministry.

And he could not see such a thing ending peacefully for anyone.

So he quickly started thinking up of a way to take control over the situation at hand, not realizing that it was already too late for that.

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