I don't know what I wrote, as usual. I'm just bored, ignore me.
Rup and Reg got a muggle megaphone and made invisible with themselves. They stood three feet from the muggle entrance of Leaky Cauldron. The trio was six inches, so all three of them had to lift the big megaphone. Kreacher was still on lookout.
It was a normal lunch hour at The Leaky Cauldron, as normal possible during a war. The patrons who were ideally sipping butterbeer, mead, soup, or eating macaroni salad were jolted out of their peace by screaming outside on the muggle side.
"The problem with Helga Hufflepuff's grand niece is that she has serious anger management issues. She seeks only conflict and never seems to want to talk civilly with people she unfairly labels as target for radical groups 'on the right path-like me for example. If you heard the previous conversation last week, you will see for yourself that she is incapable of talking in a civil manner."
"Thing is that Hegla'a grand neice's portrait did lose her temper at the Quidditch world cup, hence DEs labeled her as a target. She has serious anger management issues sometimes with no reason with people who don't agree with him. Don't know about the order, but she got banned from QWC for throwing a temper tantrum. She can be quite insane when people don't agree with him."
"F you, witch. I am civil, just not to trollish DEs like you. You don't deserve my respect and you certainly are a troll based on your past behavior," Apparently Helga's grand neice's portrait's voice said.
"You are not Helga's grand neice by blood, so fuck off," the first voice said.
"Pis off, my old voice was changed by the likes of YOU, I lost my voice for days. Leave this area and get maimed violently and painfully like the animal you are. The same goes for Rita Skeeter, too."
"You first, lying bitch," the first, thick, nails on chalkboard voice said.
"Good. I've also put up posters you, Umbridge. Scum like you don't deserve to even be in the same area with such a great person as Godric Gryffindor's ancient ancestor. You see, me and Godric'a ancestor are like besties. Nothing will ever tear our friendship apart," the second voice said.
"Her portrait blocked me from her old house's wards, so the joke is on you, bitch," the scratchy voice said. "I entered your grand aunt's house which means you are not Helga's grand neice by blood. You dumb witch !
"I hadn't had time to block scum like you yet. I thought you had finally got the fate you deserved after all the awful things you've done in this area. Making hellspawns after you've been declared public enemy number one is illegal and the death eaters themselves will put you on house arrest for it again! Don't forget it!" The other voice said.
"Liar."
"Prove to me I'm not lying. You can't because you're the troll DE who is lying. Give me my voices back! You're disgusting scum who deserves to be dosed with laughing potionand tortured in hell for all eternity." The second voice spoke again.
"You are a liar because."
"See, you have no proof. You have nothing on me that I'm actually a target. I win!"
"I have proof. I was being dramatic bitch." Said the scratchy bond voice.
"Then post it, you fcking hellspawn."
"Say please first."
"Nope! You clearly don't have anything."
"Well I don't know what's happening here. Let's all bury the hatchet then mass report somone who is threatening certain areas, who deserves all of the creative insults. I want to report the person and see the aurors shown up on their doorstep for shits and giggles. And rid this area of the cancer," said Euphera Rowlett voice.
People in the Leaky Cauldron peered out of the muggle door and muggles in the street paused too. Some death eaters subtly left their food and walked outside, quietly casting homo revelious.
Muggles were being rowdy so death eaters were trying to look quickly without acting on the urge to attack everyone. When kreacher saw the Death Eaters, he apperated the three of them away before they got close to then. They took the megaphone with them.
When Ruperta and Regalus got back to the tree in the forest, the shrinking solution wore off. Ruperta was "feeling better". Whoever cared to ask, got hiss in reply. Rup angrily hissed and ground out she wouldn't have felt like hiding if the Pretwitt twins didn't announce her condition with a sonorous spell.