A little while later, the interrogation room door was pushed open. Tonks and Mr Weasley walked in carrying a huge roll of mattresses, sheets, and blankets.
"Wait, you—"
With a bang, Tonks tossed the thick roll of mattresses onto the floor. Then she clapped her hands and pointed at it, gesturing for Roy to lie down and see whether it was comfortable.
"All right, Little Roy. Sweet dreams."
Mr Weasley thoughtfully made up the mattress and sheets for Roy, then looked at him helplessly.
"Ms. Bones should have told you already. Dumbledore won't be back until tomorrow at the earliest. Until then, you'll have to make do here for a while."
"Come on, can't you make an exception?"
Mr Weasley smiled and shook his head at Roy's suggestion.
"You have no idea how much chaos you caused today. Your sister Mia blasted through two entire streets. Luckily, it happened in the suburbs, and only a few dozen Muggles witnessed the disaster. Otherwise, this farce would have driven the head of the Disaster Management Department out of office."
Tonks took off the backpack on her back and dumped a huge pile of snacks onto Roy's table. Then she picked out several snacks she liked, tore open the wrappers, and started stuffing her face.
"Mmph, you eat too—"
With her mouth full of snacks, Tonks spoke unclearly to the helpless-looking Roy.
Roy looked helplessly at Mr Weasley beside him, who could only pat Roy on the shoulder in resignation.
"Stop complaining. The mess you made means I have to work overtime tonight too. All right, Nymphadora, it's getting late. You should head home as well. Oh, and Kingsley asked me to tell you that you don't need to attend your internship tomorrow."
"It's Tonks!!"
Tonks protested to her uncle with an unhappy