"Then, when did the changes begin to take place, and what led to the loss of our peaceful life in the past?"
The sharp question was asked with force and conviction.
In the house, the people listening to the speech expressed their opinions, but their voices were still small and indistinct.
John's fists clenched tightly, with a fierce sparkle in his brown eyes.
This question requires no further thought.
Ever since the new minister suddenly took office, things have become rather unsatisfactory.
"Since our kind, kind Minister for Magic, Cornelius Fudge, was abruptly dismissed and Amelia Bones and Astoria Greengrass took over, the British magical community has gone to hell in a hand basket!"
Angries said, his face ashen.
"After centuries of existence and renown worldwide, Diagon Alley has become a wasteland overnight. St. Mungo is filled with injured wizards in the war, while you have lost your livelihood because of the careless war started by the Ministry of Magic!"
The gentle wind outside suddenly turned fierce.
The old plane tree outside the door bent in the fierce wind, and the hushing sound of leaves colliding together like something was weeping pitifully.
"But-"
The oldest son of the Chatsworths raised his hand at this moment, to John's surprise, he even voiced an objection.
"The Ministry was established to capture Death Eaters and counter the Dark Lord-"
"Yes, that's right!"
Mr. Angries showed no sign of reproach, his lips tugged into a smirk tinged with mockery.
"Standing against the Dark Lord is always the right thing to do, but I think we can all agree that the Ministry's chosen methods were not exactly prudent, can't we?"
Another round of discussions ensued, and people nodded in agreement.
"Minister Bones and Breedlove ordered Death Eaters to turn themselves into Azkaban, or they would forfeit their wealth in Gringotts!"
Angries said coldly,
"First of all, perhaps you all know that the Ministry's actions have no legal basis. That is to say, they have no relevant legal support, it is completely autocratic and bullying behavior."
Moreover, the Ministry of Magic chose the most intense way to provoke the Dark Lord, do they expect the Dark Lord not to retaliate?
The Ministry of Magic under Minister Bones has never considered the interests of ordinary citizens. You can all see that those merchants in Diagon Alley are still setting up tents and selling things in the open spaces.
Moreover, the Ministry carelessly labeled some ancient and prestigious pure-blood families as followers of the Dark Lord, this imprudent behavior has directly caused the current predicament you all face!"
In the crowd, a middle-aged man with yellow hair suddenly covered his face, his shoulders shaking.
"Ever since my grandfather, our family has been serving the Notts. Oh, but the Ministry says he was caught during the Battle of Diagon Alley; he's a Death Eater!"
"I think, Mr. Notts may have just gone to the now discredited Gringotts to take his gold that day."
Angries said in 'sympathy',
"I knew Mr. Notts; he was a law-abiding wizard, absolutely not associated with the Death Eaters."
The gray-eyed wizard with a cane walked into the house and stood by the door, watching the outside with a stern expression, as if to guard against the unpopular gathering they were holding.
But hearing Angries's words, he couldn't help but give him a faint glance.
"Now, I think you won't be puzzled as to why I am helping you."
Angries sighed heavily,
"I couldn't bear to see the Ministry of Magic become a mess; couldn't bear to see the British magical community turn into a laughingstock; couldn't bear to see kind and innocent members of the magical community, that is, you, becoming homeless and without support."
Of course, I also hope that my business here can be as prosperous as it has been in the past."
Angries suddenly raised his voice,
"So we must let the Ministry of Magic hear our voices, make them responsible for the irresponsible and disastrous decisions, for our lives!"
John began to gasp.
In the past, when I could work in Mr. Greengrass's workshop.
At that time, they did not have a particularly comfortable life, but their farmland could ensure their basic living.
But the Galleons they earned from the workshop could occasionally buy Evelyn a couple of clothes, some candies for Bona, and a potion to increase the likelihood of magic going awry. For himself, after working hard, he could sometimes go to the Kettle Drum pub for a couple of glasses of strong whiskey!
But this "good life" has disappeared with the Ministry's blundering decisions one by one!
The discussions inside the room gradually grew louder, people no longer 'shy', whispering to each other about their anger and dissatisfaction in their hearts!
"But what should we do?"
Another woman in a apron was uneasy and said,
"Mr. Angries, I -- we, are not skilled in magic, we can't possibly compete with the Ministry's strike force. Oh, and Breedlove, he can kill us all with a single spell!"
"Oh, dear lady --"
Angries looked at her with a smile on his face.
"I never said we were going to launch a rebellion or stand against the Ministry. What we're going to do is voice our own opinions. Of course, to make the Ministry take us seriously, some violent actions are unavoidable, of course!"
Angries emphasized further, adding,
"Our intention is only to advocate for fairness for ourselves, we never meant to harm anyone, did we?"
The woman nodded, her expression became more determined.
"That's the first thing we need to do!"
Angries raised a finger, he looked at this group of 'fools', with coldness and sarcasm hidden in his eyes.
"It's to find more people who are dissatisfied with the Ministry's actions, only with more people can we make our voices heard more, and make the Ministry officials pay attention to our demands!"
"We need to work!"
The two brothers of the Chatworth family suddenly stood up, their faces fierce, as they raised their fists in front of everyone.
"We want a stable life, we want the magical community to be back to normal, and we also want the Ministry of Magic to compensate for the damage we've suffered. If Bones can't do it, then let Fudge come back!"
The brothers' roaring voices ignited the newly kindled fire of anger in the hearts of the hard-up people who have endured the hardships of life.
The faces on the dirty and disheveled faces were full of discontent towards the ruling powers!
Angries looked contentedly at the group he had roused.
Although these people were despicable and weak in strength.
However, when their voices converge together, Amelia Bones will have no choice but to pay attention. At that time --
Huh!
The people were immersed in venting their anger, and no one noticed that John's hearth suddenly burst into flames, but Angries and the cold-eyed man with the graying hair immediately took notice.
After a moment of shock, both of them pulled out their wands at the same time, their faces fierce as they pointed at the fireplace.
And this overreaching action immediately silenced the crowd. They turned around and stared blankly at the fireplace that burst into flames!
"Did you invite any other guests, John?"
Angries asked with narrowed eyes and an unkind expression.
"What. Invited. Oh, I haven't--"
John looked equally puzzled at the fireplace spewing out green flames.
"Oh, you're here."
In the midst of everyone's gaze, a dark-golden-brown-haired, bright-eyed, carrot-pendant-earring-wearing girl leaped out from the fireplace.
The girl in the light pink pajamas paid no attention to the two wands pointed at her; instead, she looked at the crowd with great interest and asked,
"Are you practicing singing?"
