While Tonks was struggling with how to continue the charade, about a dozen reconnaissance team members came down from the second floor of the Temporary Headquarters.
It's just a few students fighting; there's no need for the Auror to get involved.
But they regretted it when they entered the Great Hall.
The brawl has spread to all students in the school, and it seems to be escalating.
Broken chairs were flying everywhere, and the floor was littered with shattered tableware.
Hermione, who was the source of the incident, is nowhere to be found, and the one lying unconscious on the ground is probably Pansy.
The reconnaissance team stepped forward to try to separate the students, but a long table next to them suddenly floated up.
Before they could react, the long table fell heavily to the ground.
Several members of the reconnaissance team quickly used magic to freeze it in mid-air.
Hermione, who had appeared behind them unnoticed, muttered to herself, "She's really weaker than Auror..."
She drew her wand and pointed it at another long table.
Just when I finished one, another one came along.
The reconnaissance team knew, of course, that someone was up to something, but they didn't have time to think about anything else, because the third long table had arrived.
Hermione only needed to let the long table float over, but they had to steadily support three long tables.
Even with a dozen or so adult wizards working together, they were starting to struggle by the time they reached the fourth long table.
The best approach would be to release them one by one, but some people are unwilling to see them resolve the crisis.
"Tarantallegra — Accio — Rictusempra —power dissipating—"
Hermione casually cast a few curses around her, then put away her wand and found a safe place to hide.
The students' brawl escalated once again, with all sorts of curses flying wildly through the Great Hall.
The reconnaissance team, who had just set up a long table, were stunned and hurriedly began casting the Shield Charm.
Fred and George were right; even Auror rarely cast proper Shield Charm, and their defenses couldn't even withstand minor curses.
Three long tables fell down, and the reconnaissance team was wiped out instantly.
Outside the Great Hall, McGonagall, with her lips tightly pressed together, witnessed this scene.
"Sigh—" she sighed and looked up at one of the castle towers.
"It's going to be hard to end as expected..." She turned around and strode towards the school gate.
If McGonagall wanted to, she could stop the brawl in the Great Hall at any time.
But she simply watched the situation escalate silently, and even went into the Ministry of Magic's Temporary Headquarters.
Another burst of noise entered the tunnel.
Vincent picked up his teacup again, took another sip of black tea, and smiled at Tonks, who looked sullen across from him.
"Do you want to go out and see what happened?"
Tonks pouted, "No, my mission today is to interrogate you."
Vincent put down his teacup and shrugged. "I told you to stop pretending. Aren't you tired?"
"You little rascal..." Tonks glanced out of the cell a few times, seemingly trying to make sure the Snape guarding Auror wasn't paying attention.
"Don't worry, they can't hear us."
A faint magical fluctuation suddenly appeared around them, enveloping the entire cell.
Tonks stared wide-eyed at Vincent. "Wandless Magic? And such a wide-range, Silencing Charm at that?"
"Just a little trick."
Her lips twitched violently. "Okay, actually, the reason I invited you here this time is to completely clear your name of any suspicion."
Vincent nodded. "I can probably guess."
Tonks's hair turned fiery red. "Then why didn't you cooperate properly?"
"Who told you to grab me in front of so many people?"
She calmed down a bit and changed her hair back to its usual pink color. "Alright, just sit there quietly. I'll let you go back when it's time."
Vincent blinked his big, innocent eyes. "I'm afraid not. I've arranged a little surprise for you before I leave."
Tonks's lips twitched again. "Is it what's happening outside right now?"
"Dumbledore wanted the school to be in chaos, and coincidentally, I also have a little bit of a problem with you Auror."
"Oh." She leaned back in her chair and suddenly slammed her fist on the table. "That idiot Wales!"
"Is he the Auror was watching me before?"
"It's him."
Wales is certainly not an idiot, but he is too inflexible and lacks adaptability, which has led to the recent series of events.
Vincent took a sip of his black tea. "By the way, how did he get into the Ministry of Magic? And he's your vice-captain, right?"
"Just listen to me." Tonks waved his hand a few times. "You should know what kind of person our minister is. He loves brainless tools like Wales."
The Auror Office has probably backed down. It seems that even without this incident, Fudge would have eventually set his sights on Hogwarts.
Dumbledore didn't want this, and neither did Vincent.
Tonks felt uneasy under his gaze. "What kind of mischief are you up to now?"
"How could I dare to make a move on you?" Vincent grinned broadly.
"Actually, I have a way to clear myself of suspicion with Snape, and even greatly reduce Fudge's reputation in the Ministry of Magic. I just need you to do me a small favor."
"What kind of help?" Tonks' eyes were unusually wary. "If it's troublesome, don't mention it."
"How could that be? It's not troublesome at all."
Looking at Vincent's innocent face, she had a feeling that the favor she was about to do wouldn't be easy.
But if Snape can truly be cleared of suspicion, it could give the Ministry of Magic a new headache.
"Speak, what kind of help do you need?"
"I need all the information on the Auror and the reconnaissance team, including their detailed mission schedule."
Tonks gasped. "You want to do it again, kid?"
Vincent blinked his innocent big eyes again. "Why should I repeat myself? I'm just a little curious about them."
The first time was an accident, the second time was careless, but what about the third and fourth times?
The more times Batman and Catwoman succeed, the more embarrassment the Ministry of Magic will suffer.
Will Fudge still be able to rule like a king? It's good enough that he didn't kneel down and apologize.
"Ahem..." Tonks said with a straight face, "Oh, I see. Well then, I'll be merciful and satisfy your curiosity."
Vincent immediately rolled his eyes. "They can't hear anything I say, so why are you pretending again?"
Tonks took a deep breath and turned her hair back to pink. "I'll give you the stuff tomorrow. Now sit still and behave yourself."
"Received." Vincent sat up straight, as if nothing had happened.
That mind, that shrewdness, that precise control over people's hearts.
No wonder Kingsley used the word "please"; it turns out he already knew Kingsley's true colors.
They're all Order of the Phoenix insiders, how could they keep it from her?
Tonks' hair gradually turned red, but this time it wasn't because of Vincent.
It's not hard to tell who she is from her expression; besides the Ministry of Magic, there are probably others who will have a headache.