A Child Who Misbehaves Has to Stand at Attention

"Alohomora!"

With a bang, two Aurors slammed into the door and burst into the room. They darted to either side of the doorway, while two more Aurors stood guard at the entrance, wands gripped tightly in their hands.

"Aurors! We're here on official business!"

"Drop your wand! Raise your hands! Any sudden movement could be considered an attack. Raise your hands!"

The Aurors shouted as they raised their wands and surrounded the large bed in the middle of the hotel room.

Behind them, more Aurors rushed in, one after another, as if facing a formidable enemy.

One female Auror suddenly charged forward and reached beside the pillow, grabbing the wand. She quickly withdrew from the crowd and handed it to the security chief, Eva Miles, with a smug look.

"That easy?" Eva Miles took the wand, looking incredulous.

Cedar, Thunderbird tail feather, thirteen and a half inches, with a Vines relief symbolizing new life. The wand's shaft had a faint reddish-brown sheen.

There was no mistake. This was indeed Anthony Weasley's wand!

Those were the details listed on his visitor's permit for bringing a wand into the country. They matched exactly.

But...

She'd really just managed to take it?

"This..." The corner of Eva Miles's mouth slowly curled into a smile. She gave Anthony Weasley, who had sat up in bed and was lazily rubbing his hair, a slightly contemptuous look. His clear, bright eyes were fixed on everyone, full of confusion.

Ha~

So what if he was powerful?

A child was still a child!

"Anthony Weasley!" A stern-faced Auror unfolded a parchment document and shook it in front of Anthony.

"You're suspected of massacring Muggles. You're coming with us to the Magical Congress for questioning!"

Anthony blinked and looked at the magical photograph clipped to the document. It showed