Molly Weasley had always been known for her kind and gentle nature, but there was one thing that could set her off faster than anything else - anyone who dared to speak ill of her children.
As she and Harry were out shopping in Diagon Alley, they were stopped by a group of arrogant wizards who sneered at Harry and made fun of his scar.
Harry tried to ignore them, but Molly's motherly instincts kicked in and she couldn't stand to see her adopted son being bullied.
"How dare you speak to Harry like that!" Molly exclaimed, her voice shaking with anger. "He's suffered enough in his short life, and he doesn't deserve to be treated with such disrespect!"
The wizards chuckled, thinking that Molly was just an overprotective mother.
But they soon found out that they had seriously underestimated her.
With a fierce determination in her eyes, Molly stepped forward and punched one of the wizards right in the face.
Harry's eyes widened in shock as he watched the wizard go down, his nose bloodied and his friends looking on in disbelief. Molly had always been fiercely protective of her family, but he had never seen her unleash her fury like this before.
"Don't you ever speak to my son like that again," Molly growled, her fists clenched at her sides. "Or I'll make sure you regret it."
The wizards quickly scattered, clearly not wanting to tangle with Molly Weasley any further.
Harry couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and admiration for his adoptive mother, who had always been there for him and always stood up for what was right.
"I'm sorry you had to see that, Harry, dear," Molly said.
Harry smiled and simply hugged her.