Chapter 127 Portkey
The young witch with violet hair was sitting by the pool at the entrance of a building, yawning boredly.
It will be a while before she leaves to return to England, but as a young girl, she has come here to wait an hour in advance to deal with possible emergencies.
Although Auror looked at the scenery, there were no holidays, and it was impossible to get off work on time, and he had to rush wherever there was danger.
But Tonks didn't regret choosing this profession, it's just that she is so bored now, so she can come to anyone to accompany her sister to relieve her boredom.
The witch picked up small stones on the ground, made a big handful, and threw them into the pool to listen to the sound of water...
Footsteps suddenly sounded in the distance, Tonks pulled himself together, looked up, and saw two wizards walking slowly.
One old and one young.
Each carried a suitcase.
Although it looked ordinary, just those two boxes were enough to make Tonks' eyelids twitch.
She hurriedly jumped up from the ground and trot to meet him.
"Hello! Mr. Scamander! Mr. Scrimgeour is handing over the prisoners. You can take a rest in the hall... this way please."
Tonks was like a waiter, leading the way in front, and walked towards a building. Several people stepped up the steps, and another Auror walked out, and welcomed Newt in respectfully.
Rove followed Newt swaggeringly, and was about to enter the building to rest when he was grabbed by the collar by a tender hand and dragged backwards.
"What are you doing... Ouch Tonks! Let go! My clothes! Don't..."
The young witch looked very thin, and she couldn't tell the difference between the chest and the back, but unexpectedly she was quite strong, so she dragged Rove like a chicken, and walked towards the pool.
Tonks loosened his collar, and Rove touched his neck and said, "Why did you drag me here?"
"Come with me to relieve boredom with my sister." Tonks sat down by the pool, nodded his chin on the steps and said, "Sit down, the air is fresh outside, and you can still watch the night view."
"Then I'd rather sit on the sofa in the house and eat pastries." Rove said disgustedly, but he still sat down next to Tonks.
"I have snacks here too." Tonks took out a large handful of melon seeds from his pocket and handed them over.
Rove grabbed the melon seeds from the witch's hand, and he said with a smile, "You, an Auror, have these in your pocket every day?"
"I'm an apprentice Auror, can't I?" Tonks knocked on the seeds.
"This will be a temporary job again? That's not what you said when you lied to me on the train."
Rove tutted, "You really have a flexible professional attribute."
Tonks didn't reply either, he just said with a look of admiration:
"Your grandpa is really majestic, that was my captain just now, your grandpa just casually 'hmm', and the captain didn't dare to speak... so cold, so cool!
You are indeed an outstanding alumnus of our Hufflepuff. "
"My grandpa is afraid of society." Luo Fu scratched his head and said, "It's not that he doesn't want to say more, it's just that he can't say it."
"..."
"Why are you going back to England?" Tonks asked curiously, "Isn't your summer vacation over yet?"
"Attend a funeral." Rove said succinctly.
"Could it be..." Tonks lowered his voice and asked mysteriously, "Nicole Flamel's funeral?"
"How do you know?" Rove was really surprised this time, he didn't expect Tonks to be so well informed.
"A group of wizards with an average age of over a hundred years old, and the most famous group of wizards in the world, suddenly appeared in England..." Tonks said with blank eyes:
"Even if the Auror office is slow, it's time to find out."
"Is the average age so old?" Rove was a little stunned and said, "Then I've been seriously hindered?"
"Let's not talk about you, even your grandfather is lagging behind, and belongs to a slightly younger wizard." Tonks sighed.
"..."
"Okay, you guys can attend a funeral of this level." Tonks elbowed the boy and said eagerly, "Can you bring relatives?"
"A relative... who is it?"
"Me!" Tonks said with a playful smile, "I can be your half-sister who has been separated for many years... as long as you can take me there, your sister is also fine."
"..."
"Probably not." Rove thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "I have an invitation letter, so I didn't follow my grandfather."
"So the rumors are true..." Tonks squeezed his chin and looked at the boy: "You really stopped Quirrell and saved the Philosopher's Stone, otherwise you wouldn't have given you the invitation letter."
"Even if it's true, I won't be awarded the Merlin Medal."
Rove picked up a stone and hit it in the water. After making four or five ripples in the pool, the stone hit the inner wall of the opposite tile with a bang.
"You're only so young, you only think about the Medal of Merlin." Tonks continued to knock on the melon seeds, curled his lips and said:
"By the time you get the medal, Scrimgeour is probably dead. I must have been the head of the Auror office by then."
Rove turned his head suddenly and said loudly, "Mr. Scrimgeour... Long time no see."
Tonks' scalp was a little numb, her little hands trembled in fright, and the melon seeds fell to the ground. She turned her head to look, but there was no one there.
Rove laughed out loud.
Tonks was humiliated, and she had to keep a stern face, her purple hair turning granny gray.
Seeing that Tonks' expression was not good, and he seemed to be about to explode, Rove could only suppress a smile, and changed the subject, "Why don't you go yet?"
"Director Scrimgeour is still handing over the prisoners." Tonks picked up the melon seeds on the ground again.
"How do we go back to England? We won't take the Orient Express this time, will we?"
"No, for safety reasons, it has been changed to a portkey." Tonks put all the melon seeds she picked up into Rove's hands, and she said with a smirk:
"The target is Azkaban."
"..."
"Ha, I'm lying to you, don't be nervous." Tonks patted the boy on the shoulder and said with a smile:
"Rove, you will have a lot of opportunities to go in in the future...or I will send you in with my own hands!"
Rove rolled his eyes and said, "Why didn't you come to Romania with the port key before? It almost caused the prisoner to escape."
"Using Portkeys across borders is a very troublesome matter, and requires communication with the two Ministry of Magic in advance." Tonks explained. "There are still various procedures and approvals, which may not be completed in half a month."
At this moment, a group of wizards came out of the building, headed by Director Scrimgeour.
Tonks stood up and pulled Rove up by the way. She patted the dust on her butt and said, "Let's go, go home."
All the wizards walked towards Scrimgeour, and in front of him stood a statue of a Romanian dragon, with round red garnet eyes shining brightly in a black marble face.
Everyone formed a tight circle, and then put their arms on the statue.
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