Nymphadora Tonks

Since Sirius Black escaped from prison, everyone has become busy, including Diana.

She's not home today; there's no one in the house.

Chris went straight to his study as soon as he got back and continued writing his report. Judging from his appearance, he was probably going to stay up all night.

A "tree branch" wobbled up onto Kyle's shoulder...

"Long time no see, Groot."

"And you, Tom... wait, you seem even fatter than you did a month ago."

Tom the Kneazle had originally intended to come and greet him, but upon hearing this, he turned and left, leaving Kyle with only his tail held high.

Kyle didn't pay any attention. After greeting the two animal members in the house, he went upstairs to his room, opened the box, and dumped some of the contents onto the table.

This is also one of the reasons why I don't want to stay at the Leaky Cauldron.

Auror possess a wide variety of abilities; for example, Mad-Eye Moody has a magical eye that allows him to see through everything.

Although he retired long ago, no one knows if other Auror still possess similar abilities.

Just in case, after discovering they were at the Leaky Cauldron, Kyle switched his suitcase to Muggle mode, as it was too inconvenient.

This is much better now; at least he doesn't have to worry about someone suddenly barging into his room and forcibly searching his suitcase.

Newt encountered this situation when he was young, although he was in another country at the time, but it's still necessary to be cautious.

After all, he had a Dragon in his box, and if that thing were discovered, he might end up like Sirius Black.

Kyle walked to the table and sat down, pouring all the dragon blood he had harvested in Romania into the small bottles he had bought from Diagon Alley.

The previous bottles were too big, so this one is more convenient to use. Kyle also sorted out the other materials, herbs, and items before putting them back in the box.

Because there was so much stuff, and with Bowtruckle and Niffler constantly causing trouble, it was already late at night by the time Kyle finished cleaning up.

After being away from home for a month, Kyle had just lain down on his familiar bed when a hazy sleepiness washed over him.

The next morning, Chris, with his hair all messed up, dropped him off at King's Cross Station.

Are you going to wait here for the Weasley family?

Standing in front of platform 9, Chris rubbed his eyes and said, "I think we should be faster than them."

"In fact, Mr. Chris, they entered the platform five minutes ago."

A cheerful voice came from behind them.

The two turned around at the same time and found a strange witch standing behind them.

"You are..." Chris frowned.

"Oh, I almost forgot." The witch quickly shook her head.

Her face began to look younger rapidly, and her hair changed from chestnut brown to a very light blue.

"I should have known," Chris said, rubbing his forehead. "Long time no see, Tonks."

"Not long," Nymphadora Tonks said with a smile, "We just met last night, you just didn't recognize me."

Last night, that old witch sitting there drinking mead was her.

"Recognizing a Metamorphmagus in a crowd isn't an easy task." Chris smiled and patted Kyle on the shoulder. "This is my son, Kyle."

"Kyle, this is Nymphadora Tonks, the youngest Auror in the Ministry of Magic."

Upon hearing Chris's words, Tonks ' hair quickly turned a bubblegum-pinkish-white.

Strangely, no one noticed this as pedestrians walked by.

"We know each other," she said. "I was in charge of the Little Kyle Sorting House when I was in seventh grade."

Kyle nodded.

He had indeed met Tonks, but they weren't close.

Although they were all in Hufflepuff, Tonks had already become a trainee Auror by seventh grade and rarely attended school.

Kyle had only seen her once during the Sorting Ceremony, and that was it.

"I almost forgot, you're only six years older than Kyle." Chris rubbed his head.

Seeing his exhausted appearance, Tonks asked curiously, "How many reports did you write yesterday?"

"Eight copies," Chris sighed. "I started writing them yesterday at noon and only finished half an hour ago."

"I only went to Romania, is it necessary to write so much?"

"I don't know why, but since last year, the number of reports I have to write has been increasing."

"We are too." Tonks's hair had turned gray again. "I never imagined that becoming Auror would involve dealing with reports every day... I spend more time in the office than on missions."

Tonks complained a few more times until a tall wizard walked over, at which point he shut up and pretended nothing had happened.

"Kingsley!" Chris greeted him.

This is the person who was reading the newspaper at the Leaky Cauldron yesterday.

However, Kyle did not participate in their subsequent conversation.

The train was about to depart, and by the time Kingsley walked over, he had already passed through the wall and entered Station 9.

The Hogwarts Express was still parked in the same old spot, puffing out smoke, and the platform was crowded with people seeing their children off.

Fred and George appeared on either side of Kyle.

"Why are you so late? The train is about to leave," Fred said.

"We thought you were also planning to take a flying car to Hogwarts," George said, putting his arm around his shoulder.

"We just ran into someone we know outside, which made us a little late," Kyle said. "Nymphadora Tonks, you should know her, right?"

"Of course, that Metamorphmagus."

"A prominent figure a few years ago, very famous."

"But I remember he was already Auror ..." Fred thought for a moment and said, "I guess she came to King's Cross Station because of Sirius Black."

"Afraid he'll mingle with the students' parents?"

"Only this explanation makes sense."

"Do they really think Black would go to Hogwarts?"

Just then, a loud whistle blew, and Fred and George stopped discussing Tonks and hurried toward the train with Kyle.

The platform guards were closing the train doors one by one. The three quickened their pace and managed to board the train before him.

You absolutely must go see Percy.

In the hallway, Fred grinned wickedly. "We modified his badge."

"He still hasn't realized that the lettering on the badge has turned into an enormous head."