Tonks is certainly not Pure-blood Wizard.
While Vincent was guessing whether she was Half-blood or Muggle-born, she stepped forward with great interest to examine her closely.
"So the rumors are true? Even the Sorting Hat can't read your mind?"
"It's true."
Her pink hair shone like an electrified tungsten filament.
Vincent was dumbfounded.
"Sorry, did I scare you?" Tonks's hair turned back to its original pink.
"I am Metamorphmagus, and my hair color changes unconsciously whenever I get even slightly emotional."
The Wizarding World is full of all sorts of strange magical talents. He is a natural-born master of Occlumency, Luna has a talent for discovering magical things.
Tonks is a Metamorphmagus who can change her appearance at will. The student Professor McGonagall mentioned in her letter before enrollment should be her.
Two years after graduation, he has already become a full-fledged Auror, and at such a young age, he is not afraid of the high and mighty Malfoy Family.
Although Sam, who only works at the store and slacks off, is very capable, his attitude is nowhere near as good as hers.
"What an amazing talent!" Vincent circled around her like a child, watching intently as her hair changed colors.
"There's something even more amazing." Tonks smiled, his facial muscles beginning to twitch slightly.
Her nose and chin were long, and her head had two small pointed horns protruding, like a sophisticated Human Transfiguration.
There was no wand in his hand, nor was there any incantation or spellcasting.
"Baa~" Tonks, with his sheep-like face, made a particularly funny sound.
"Croak, croak~" followed by the frog.
"Moo moo~" Then comes the cow.
"Quack quack~" Then came the ducks.
"Awoo~" The last one was the wolf.
Vincent couldn't help but laugh.
It may look similar, but the imitated voice is just too ridiculous.
Tonks returned to his original form, hands on his hips, brimming with a sense of accomplishment.
He is widely recognized in the British Wizarding World Dumbledore genius, having already received numerous honors at a young age.
I initially thought he would be a bookworm, but he turned out to be quite easy to get along with.
"Wayne, isn't it your turn?"
"Me?" Vincent stopped laughing and looked at the wizards who were watching from a distance.
"My talents are not something you can display like, but I think I have already shown them."
"Really?" Tonks looked at him suspiciously. "When?"
"When you come over."
She pondered for a moment, then burst into laughter in a very unladylike manner.
The Occlumency is a magic that clears your mind and keeps you in a calm state at all times.
Reducing the chances of making mistakes is tantamount to bringing yourself good luck.
Although the Malfoy father and son dared not do anything to him, their presence to maintain order was a way of helping him out of trouble.
It can barely be called luck.
"You're really good with words." Tonks once again defied conventional wisdom.
Vincent, a young wizard who performs well and speaks with humor, is by no means a difficult bookworm.
"Thank you, many people have said that to me."
He spoke very modestly, but he couldn't hide the pride on his face.
It was Tonks' turn to laugh.
The Malfoy father and son dared to loudly rebuke such an interesting little wizard.
It was already closed down, so what's wrong with going in and taking a look?
The two had a good first impression of each other, and after a brief chat, they walked into the Gwent flagship store together.
Sam offered what he considered to be the highest level of hospitality.
There was tea and snacks, and they even changed into a butler's uniform.
Vincent's eyelids twitched. "Tonks, I hope this doesn't disturb your work."
"Of course not, actually I—" she suddenly stopped talking, "I'm just temporarily staying in Diagon Alley for some reason."
Auror are similar to detectives in the Muggle world; their job is definitely not just about maintaining order.
They are the hunters of dark wizards, the elite wizards who fight against Dark Magic.
"Is it because of him?" Vincent looked at the wanted poster displayed in the store.
Sirius Black Black, whose whereabouts are unknown after escaping from prison, is undoubtedly a threat, and sending Auror to guard Diagon Alley is the most basic deployment.
"Yes." Tonks took a sip of his black tea with a complicated expression.
Judging from her appearance, she must be very unhappy with her work arrangements.
That makes sense. All my colleagues are searching for Black, so staying in Diagon Alley is actually a disguised denial of my abilities.
"The Ministry of Magic will definitely catch Black," Vincent reassured her.
"The Muggle have also issued a warrant for his arrest. Unless he grows wings that can fly faster than Dementors, he can't get very far on his own."
"Thanks, Vincent." Her smile was somewhat forced.
"Tonks, let me tell you something interesting..."
Upon hearing that Draco had been disciplined at school, she burst into laughter.
Vincent probably really dislikes the Malfoy father and son, because he revealed more "funny stories" about school.
What was amusing to him might not have been so interesting to the person involved.
According to the law of conservation of smiles, smiles never disappear; they simply move to other places.
Sam was standing to the side, gritted his teeth.
A bully is a bully, no matter where he is.
Young Malfoy was bullied for two whole years after he started school, and his life at school was much worse than Malfoy's.
Thinking of Wayne's two bodyguards, he realized he had been too kind.
"Cough cough—" Sam's cough drew their attention.
"Boss, Miss Tonks, if there's nothing else, I'll head back to work."
"Go ahead," Vincent waved his hand.
"By the way, Tonks, I still don't know your name."
She already refers to herself by her given name; calling her by her surname would seem a bit distant.
"Nymphadora Tonks." She paused.
"My friends all call me Tonks, and I don't really like people calling me by my name."
"Understood." Vincent nodded solemnly.
Nymphadora can be broken down into two words.
"Nymph" – Nymph is the Greece goddess Melière who lives in the mountains and lakes.
"Dora" means gift.
Nymphadora means "gift from a fairy," and is a typical wizard's name.
As for why she dislikes it, it's probably because the pronunciation of "Nymph" is the same as "nympho," a word with multiple meanings, each more vulgar than the last.
"Infatuated" and "sexually horny" are mild terms, implying certain female genitalia...
While Vincent felt sorry for his name, he was also very grateful that he was born into Muggle family.
The given name is fine, but the surname is a problem.
Dumbledore is the buzzing of a bee.
Weasley is a mole.
Diggory means to lose one.
Malfoy is twisted and evil.
Vi – Vincent is a Latin name meaning "conqueror".
He unconsciously straightened his chest.
Seeing that smug little face, Tonks seemed to have stopped feeling upset.
She glanced at the wanted poster on the wall. "Vincent, I think it's time for me to go back to work."