This… thing was submitted to Amerikaner by Grant Norman. Normally I’d tell you how to submit your own content, but I’m not sure if I should be encouraging this sort of behavior… Happy April Fools everyone!
Hermione Granger-Weasley sat behind the heavy mahogany desk which had belonged to three centuries’ worth of Ministers of Magic before her. The desk was impressive and heavy, and it was enchanted to hold a dazzling blizzard of letters, memos, and notices inside its drawers.
Normally when she was faced with a difficult meeting, Hermione would busy herself with opening and closing the doors of her desk under the pretense of searching for this scrap of paper or that. Hermione used that tactic to avoid making eye contact when she had to turn down a request for assistance from a poor supplicating witch or wizard, or a demand from a bullying delegation of goblins. But the woman sitting across from Hermione now was no ordinary witch. For starters, she was an imposing woman, powerfully-built, tall, and broad. Despite being a guest in the Minister’s office, the witch’s hulking form in comparison to the mousey Hermione made what should have been a clear-cut power relationship into a murky affair. Complicating matters even further was the fact that Hermione’s guest was her old classmate from Hogwarts, Lavender Brown.
During the Battle of Hogwarts which had finally brought down Voldemort, Lavender had been savaged by the brutal werewolf Fenrir Greyback. Lavender had survived, but was one of the unfortunate few who suffered from the curse of lycanthropy, doomed to turn into a mindless and violent werewolf with every full moon.
“You, er, look good, Lavender!” Hermione said with false cheer.
“Thanks,” replied Lavender with a toothy smile that made Hermione blanch. “You know, it’s a shame that we haven’t gotten together before now. Besides the class reunions, of course.”
“Of course,” Hermione agreed readily. “It’s just busy, you know, with all the work I have at the Ministry and you with your, well…” As Hermione’s voice trailed off, Lavender filled the silence with a barking laugh which echoed off of the walls of Hermione’s office and made the Minister of Magic jump.
“Straight to business then, that’s fine with me,” said Lavender. “You already know why I’m here, but I’ll make the ask directly. I want you to help my organization with your support. Public support, too, not just a pat on the head behind closed doors. The time has come for bold leadership, Hermione.”
Hermione folded her hands in her lap for lack of anything else to do with them and said, “Your organization, right. ‘Chew’, was it?”
“Cursed Humans Eschewing Wounding, or C.H.E.W., yes.” Lavender smiled again and leaned forward on her chair so that she was looming over Hermione’s inherited desk. “I got the idea from you, actually, or the name at least. Do you remember your little S.P.E.W. project at Hogwarts? You talked my and Parvati’s ears off about it until you got us to pay dues. Taught me a lot about persistence.”
“But that was for house elves,” Hermione blurted out, “not werewolves!”
Lavender’s face darkened and her brow furrowed. Her voice came out as a low growl, “I expected better from you Hermione. That kind of ignorant talk sounds like something a Death Eater would say.”
Hermione reeled back as if slapped.
“Lavender, I’m a Muggle-born,” she started to say, but the other witch continued as though Hermione hadn’t said anything.
“Professor Lupin was one of your favorites, wasn’t he? You, Ron, and Harry all helped raise his orphaned son. What would Professor Lupin say if he heard you now? What would Teddy think? And what about Bill? Have you forgotten that your own brother-in-law is a curse-adjacent individual?”
“That’s a little different,” Hermione said, but her shrill tone was more nervous than insistent, “you’re talking about my personal life, about individuals, but this is bigger than that. Letting a,” and here Hermione’s voice dropped to a cautious whisper for the next word, “werewolf teach children is something that hardly any parents would stand for. You have to think about Hogwarts and magical Britain as a whole, Lavender.”
Lavender smiled, but it was wholly without mirth.
“There was a time when witches and wizards said the same thing about Muggle-born teachers and students.” Her eyes bored into Hermione’s and the Minister of Magic felt a surge of instinctual fear at the yellow tint to Lavender’s sclerae. “Besides, it isn’t as though you’ve shied away from using your office to push social change, despite public opinion. Didn’t you say that you wanted to be a ‘transformational’ Minister of Magic? Taking down offensive statutes, establishing affirmative action for Muggle-borns in the Ministry of Magic, appointing a centaur to your staff, vigorously prosecuting anti-Muggle hate crimes.” Lavender listed off the items with practiced ease. “Did you even order a task force to examine whether or not the restrictions on goblins using wands should be lifted?”
“Those are a little different,” said Hermione, but instead of trying to elaborate she pivoted to a different tack. “Don’t you think it’s a bad tactic to be insisting on access to children? There are so many other areas where we can uplift, er, ‘curse-adjacent individuals’ without inviting the uproar that comes with insisting on becoming teachers.”
“’Access to children’” Lavender repeated with disgust. “You’re just like every other powerful witch. You talk so bravely about righting wrongs and seeking justice, but the moment your comfort and your family is threatened, you turn into a reactionary Death Eater!”
“Don’t call me that!” shouted Hermione, but raising her voice only made Lavender bristle and growl from deep in her throat. “Please,” squeaked Hermione.
Lavender’s growl lowered to a rumble before she gained full control as she settled back into her chair. Her smile had returned, but it was markedly predatory now.
“I’m sorry, Hermione,” Lavender said glibly, “the whole topic gets me a little emotional. I’m sure you understand.” Without waiting for Hermione to respond, Lavender continued, “This is a simple matter of fairness, Hermione, and I know you think it’s wrong to treat a witch or wizard like a criminal, or an animal, when she hasn’t done anything wrong. All because of a little problem that isn’t her fault.”
“A little problem,” echoed Hermione quietly, but she quickly added, “What about the parents? They’ll be nervous.” Lavender leaned back in her chair and waved a hand dismissively through the air, showing her long, slightly yellowed fingernails.
“How many times did Dumbledore get in trouble with his students’ parents for doing the right thing? He never backed down.”
“Dumbledore may not have sacked Professor Lupin himself, but the pressure still forced him to resign,” pleaded Hermione. “Please, Lavender, you have to understand that wizard and witchkind aren’t ready for this big of a change. If you push people too far, they’ll fight back.”
“You’ll take that risk for Muggles or centaurs, but not for my people, not for your friend,” Lavender snapped at Hermione. She stood up from the desk and Hermione flinched again, and hated herself for doing so. At least Lavender did not seem offended at the Minister of Magic’s display of prejudice but instead merely smiled at Hermione’s discomfort.
“I’m sure you’ll do the right thing, Hermione, even if it’s hard. You’re a Gryffindor, act like it and be brave.” Then, Lavender offered her hand in a stiff, overly formal handshake.
“It was, er, good to see you, Lavender,” Hermione said. “I’ll see what I can do for you and your,” Hermione forced the smile on her face to strain even further, “people.”
“That’s good, Hermione, very good.”
Lavender started toward the door without waiting for Hermione to dismiss her, but she stopped short of exiting and addressed one last comment to her old classmate.
“How many kids do you have at Hogwarts now, Hermione? Trust me, you’ll want curse-adjacent individuals teaching openly, or else we’ll have to keep doing it in secret.”
Hermione kept the smile plastered on her face until the door closed behind Lavender, then the Minister of Magic sunk into her chair and tried to ignore the trembling of her hands.
#FOOL’S DAY – Burst out in laughter OR cry out in deep dispair? – American “Greatness“ – lots of superlatives!
During the OBAMA ADMINISTRATION Americans had Fool’s Day for eight years in a row. The Jewish Talmudic LGBTQPedo-criminal Agenda was being pushed big time.
Big “Mike“/Michael was “transformed“ into a BAPHOMET chimera. “TRANSGENDER Michelle“ Obama played the role of “First Lady“ – another CIA-psyop: Two homosexuals “married“ to each other, and two borrowed daughters played “First Family“, successfully making a total fool of the American public! Making them accustomed to the “New Family Model“ of the JEW WORLD DISORDER! Obama voters fell for empty slogans: “Hope“ – “Change, you can believe in!“ – The Obamas have been a horrific laughing stock to the world. Not realized by most Americans?
Americans have gotten so used to FAKERY; they cannot tell the difference between a male and a female any more? Americans have Fool’s Day all day long, all the time – –
Poking fun about werewolf predators devouring children – is an extremely dark kind of “humor“ – not really funny at all.
It reminds of the fairy tale “Rotkäppchen und der böse Wolf“ which warns children about the dangers of the real world, and teaches them not to be gullible, not to tolerate any kind of abuse…
Not warning children, not protecting them… Instead, de-criminalizing and normalizing the abuse of children… is totally unacceptable. A lack of resistance against it – is a shame and a curse.
“BIG DONALD“ – The Pied Piper of the Midwest
keeps promising to “Make America Great Again!“ – He made great sounding promises in 2016 about how he would dry up the swamp of corruption in Washington DC, and his voters cherished the idea of how all the rats scrurrying around would be kicked out… and he talked about building a border wall to keep the intruders out, and in 2024 he does the same again (“Fire Biden!“), he promises the mass deportation of the illegal invaders…
HOWEVER – HE NEVER NAMES THE JEWS – HE NEVER NAMES THE JEWISH ORGANIZATIONS & INDIVIDUALS WHO KEEP BRINGING THE INVADERS IN – HE NEVER GOES TO THE ROOT OF THE PROBLEMS – AND AS A RESULT, HE HAS NEVER SOLVED ANY… HE FOOLED THEM ONCE… but the memory is short, and in loyal blindness they take the bait again, pleading: Oh, please, FOOL ME TWICE – MAKE MY FOOL’S DAY EVERYDAY!
https://rumble.com/v4n1oyi-donald-trump-denounces-bidens-border-bloodbath-in-grand-rapids-mi.html
Once upon a time … a peculiar looking stranger came to the American Midwest… he spoke loud, his teeth were shining white, his hair was well-trimmed… an extremely rich (in debt), (far less) experienced real estate tycoon from Jew York City as the rumor went… With open (and yet somehow sleepy) eyes and open mouths the hard-working countryfolks wondered at the rich stranger coming from the Big City to their small rural towns….“Oh, how well he talks. How wonderful his promises sound…“ The stranger talked fine, selling snake oil with great success, the countryfolks believed his every word, and they bought everything from him… In 2020, even “vaccines“ he claimed were “safe and effective“, in reality poisonous injections sold by the Rats of BIG (P)HARMA for the highest profits to harm and kill lots of gullible non-ratlike people… To cure a disease which did not even exist! One of the many BIG LIES too many of them fell victim to…IMAGINE a “vaccine so safe“, you have to be threatened and put under the most extreme pressure to take it… for a “disease so deadly“, you have to be “tested“ to know you have it (or rather not)… And yet, no hard-hitting questions have ever been asked by the Trumptards…
Children, what do you think – does that bode well for the folks of the Midwest?
What can we learn from the story about
The Pied Piper of Hamelin?
Once upon a time… In coloured rags a minstrel went up a sandy way, long ago and rested under an apple tree, beginning to play his pipe softly. And then he played louder – his tune could be heard through the quiet country across the fields and acres to the wood, it was carried by the wind. Hearing this the countryfolks dropped their scythes and came to him. With open eyes and open mouths they wondered at the stranger: “Oh, how well he plays! How long he plays! Such a wonderful sound!“ They gave sausages and bread to the minstrel before he went on his way to Hamelin, the beautiful town at the Weser, which was in BIG TROUBLE…
In Hamelin the rats scurried, there were rats in every place. They ate poor people‘s last piece of bread and the candles in the townhall. But the guards at the gates didn‘t let him in: “We don‘t need scum like you!“ And when he didn‘t go away they seized him and beat him in the face. “He is poor, he is a stranger, he should better run away!“
The pious (but rather hypocritical?), law-abiding people of Hamelin prayed to God – but God did not seem to hear them. Even the mayor lost weight and with a pale face he spoke: “He who succeeds to free Hamelin from the RAT PLAGUE – with God‘s help or the help of others – will get a hundred pieces of gold and shall be granted citizenship.“ The minstrel at the town‘s gate heard it and said: “I AM THE MAN who can free the town from its scourge for that reward. I whistle fine, I whistle long, it‘s a wonderful sound.“
He went through the narrow streets before dawn and played a high note. A sound which the rats heard and they followed him at once. He swam through the river Weser and the rats drowned by following him blindly. And ever since that day no more rat was seen in Hamlin ever again. “Oh Mayor, the town is free, so reward me now.“ But the mayor laughed: “Get it from the Devil! You are poor, you are a stranger, you better run.“
The minstrel went away, jaundiced and poor. Only the town‘s children went on telling how the mayor betrayed the minstrel. But the man returned on the day of St John‘s and Paul, as a hunter with a red hat. He played the pipe, and the children listened, these sounds they understood well. They tiptoed out of the narrow houses, and with the sweet sound in their ears, they didn‘t want to go back home again. “Hark, how sweet he plays and how long he plays, it‘s a wonderful sound!“
They complained to the pied piper about their bitter lot and fearfully and pale they said:“We always have to obey, otherwise we are beaten so badly. The rooms are dark and narrow and many children in this town are lucky if there is a bed of straw and a little to eat.“ At this point the stranger talked of a distant land where no child cries of fear and of cold, where everyone can be happy. He talked fine, he talked long and the children believed his every word.
Then they all moved away from the town, with the piper whistling so fine. They went out to the mountain and soon could no longer be seen. They searched and searched and could not find the distant promised land. And finally they told their own children:“We take matters into our own hands now.“ And since then they have been working assiduously for a better world, against war and misery – where no child needs to be hungry and sad as the piper once promised. He whistled fine, he whistled long, it was a wonderful sound…
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Children – what can we learn from that story? –
About trust and betrayal – About a promise given which needs to be kept – About how to treat strangers and one’s own children – About how to behave towards strangers – About trustworthiness – About honesty – About how we can shape our world to make a better life for everyone – – –
There is a lot to think and talk about with children, the smaller and the bigger ones – a talk about real life, not too much sugar coating – a more realistic, practical approach to life – Following your dreams – but not chasing empty illusions – Avoiding failure which is predictable…
What happened to all the podcasts? Are you guys going to record again soon?
We will be recording more soon. Been having a lot of trouble getting people to record with due to people getting better jobs or changing schedules. Should have a couple eps recorded this weekend.
#FOOL’S DAY made permanent – Psychopaths on top – Insanity reigns – RED TERROR – It is COMMUNISM (the Axis Powers of WWII, allegedly the “Evil ones” fought against)
Comforting Lies vs Unpleasant Truths
What are Americans most likely to choose? The lies?
Is it actually true – most Americans prefer being lied to? Being deceived, duped – again and again? They are not interested in the truth – and won’t ever catch up? A lost cause? They do not want to make an effort – They do not care? No matter what is at stake? – – –
Americans feel overpowered? Yes, that is a problem, a most serious one! It is everywhere the same.
(((The Tyrants))) always like overpowering the targeted victims. They want them overpowered, basically defenceless and dead. – – –
Giving thumbs down / showing disapproval – Can’t you specify – Can’t you make yourselves clear? Clarity would be very much appreciated. Shying away from a sensible debate because you don’t have any arguments, and you do know it? Libtards and drumpftards don’t have any arguments (in favor of either of their candidates) which could stand the test. That’s a fact.
As a result, there is no real factual debate taking place – not a single one on TV – nowhere? And that is called “election year“ in the U.S. – a HORROR SHOW. An extremely sad state of affairs.
(Trump – original name: Drumpf)
Seriously – There is no excuse for giving excuses for Trump.
He keeps pointing fingers at “Nazis“ regurgitating the Jewish Hollywood lies about the Germans! Reenforcing what the Jewish liars want to hear! Trump’s criticism of “Biden“ is hypocritical – Trump knows perfectly well that Biden is a front, a corrupt puppet like himself, a front for the Zionist Communist Talmudic Jews in control of the US government/s; and the real “evil Nazis“ are the internationally organized National Zionists (“Nazis“ for short); they are the ones behind the multiracial invasion into the white countries only, and responsible for both the current Russian-Ukrainian war and the War on the Palestinians… Everyone who is interested in the factual truth, does know that – for a fact.
Does Trump denounce the bloodbath (mass murder genocide) going on in the Ukraine? Does Trump denounce the bloodbath (mass murder genocide) going on in Gaza/West Bank? Does he? – Would Trump put an end to all these wars so desperately wanted by the genocidal Talmudic Zionist Jews who do everything in their power to escalate the self-created conflicts/wars into WWIII? Would Trump (a self-declared 1000% Zionist) stop giving US support to the Synagogue of Satan in power in Israhell, the US? – Most unlikely. – Such most important questions are not even a talking point in an American “election year”!?
Europeans are not at war with Russia!!! – The European nations are not as stupid (puppet “leaders“ are the problem). Europeans are sick of the US-Israhellish war mongers who want to make Europe/Germany specifically the target and battlefield of a world war again. Europeans show their discontent openly and in massive anti-government demonstrations. The puppets know that they do not have any public support. Public anger in Europe keeps growing.
UN – WHO – EU – NATO – WEF etc are all international organizations created after WWII by the same international ZIONIST FREEMASONIC MAFIA stooges (a Talmudic Satanic death cult) who were responsible for the world wars in the first place. These supra-national organizations are created as tools, and they are being used as tools against(!) the sovereign nations to destroy them! To totally abolish national sovereignty and the white homogenous nations themselves!
Trump takes part in the “COVID-19“ FRAUD! He is part of the JEWISH PROBLEM at the center! Not part of the solution. In 2020 he talked about “beautiful vaccines“ (the same insanity – not really better than Biden‘s) – The fact that so far nobody of the most nefarious perpetrators has been charged and convicted for deliberate, systematic mass murder by forced upon poisonous “COVID-19“ bioweapon injections – is an extremely dangerous situation!!! They do not want to stop harming and mass murdering people under the cover and pretense of “health measurements“ (or “environment protection“/“CLIMATE CHANGE“ by CO2 FRAUD). Agenda 2030 is a ten-years plan…