"This whole learning on a computer thing is hard, mates," said Ron on his zoom call.
"Oh does this account even matter anymore? JK Rowling is a fucking TERF and sucked the fun out of everything," I reply, just wanting to feel the magic again but despising the authors views.
Social distancing times with the Dursleys were some of the worst of Harry's life. Worse still, Dudley refused to wear a mask when he went out, even pretending to cough on people.
Harry couldn't even send Hedwig out for letters, as it was against the distancing rules.
"Wait you blew up your aunt?" Ron asked fascinated while Harry nodded. "And you didnt take a picture of her to post on twitter and caption it with 'well this blew up! Check out my soundcloud!'?" Ron followed up.
We got a ton of steam game codes lying around & want to give them away before the charity relay starts on Oct 19! Follow us & retweet this to be entered to win a free game. For every 10 retweets, we will give away a game (limit @ 1000 retweets)! Let's help a great cause together!
Voldemort-Quirrell tweeting from Quirrell's account: "ever hate it when TRAITORS are always around you, coughSnapeCough, btw if we're real friends, hit like or RT, DM me for plans, got nothing going on except this problem that keeps dogging me."
"Rita Skeeter interviewed you? Not that vile woman. She pretty much invented cancel culture, but only targets people who are doing good in society," said Hermione. "Oh blimey, Harry! You might get canceled, mate. Can I have your leftover bacon, by the way? Thanks," said Ron.
"We got the bars off the window. Harry, you need to yeet yourself out the window before your aunt & uncle hear us," Fred said, then dabbed at their success of being able to fly their Dads car so well.
"I havent watched the recent episode yet, so please no spoilers," Hermione asked. Ron chuckles "no spoilers huh? How about Snape Kills Dumbledore! Hue hue hue." Harry shakes his head "too soon."
“Used to be owls flying all over the place in here, dung droppings everywhere,” said Arthur giving Harry a ministry tour. “Now you just use email right? Much more efficient?” Ask Harry. “Ear mail? No no. Dear no, Harry. We don’t deliver people ears. We aren’t barbaric.”
“Slytherin wins th... no no, I misread the card like some Steve Harvey. It reads Gryffindor wins forever & always and also, suck it Snape,” said Dumbledore practicing his year end speech in front of Severus. With a twinkle in his eye, he says “that’s what they call a Dumbleburn.”
“Some may take the Christ out of Merry Christmas but they’ll never take the bloody out of hell” - Ron making his 40th tweet of the day trying to go viral.
Hermione: I tried searching for Horcruxes on every search engine, Harry. Google, yahoo, I even used Bing and no one uses that except old people!
Harry: Dumbledore made it seem like it was very dark magic.
Ron: What about the dark web? We have to download tor! Blimey!
Seamus: Wow! This blew up!
Ron: Wait wot? Did you make a viral tweet? You gotta make a joke about not having a soundcloud when that happens.
Seamus: Gosh no! The goblet I was trying to do a spell on in the middle of a meal like some knob. It blew up.
“Respond via owl post, we will hear from you quicker that way,” the letter read. “A bloody owl isn’t faster than email! These bloody backward wizards are starting to get to me,” Harry said, shaking his head.
Umbridge’s next educational decree. “Students are strictly prohibited from forming ‘content creating channels’ while a student at Hogwarts. This includes YouTube, Twitch, and Soundcloud!” Ron groaned. “But now what do I write when my tweets goes viral? Check out my nothing?!”