HP Dear Miss Freak

    "It's a job to be a worker."

    "Everyone, let me introduce, this is our new reserve, Miss Sylvia Tonks."

    Sylvia saw quite a few people stick their heads out of their cubicles filled with dark wizard information and various reports, and gave a nervous smile.

    She was no longer worried about the results after she was qualified to participate in the assessment. Those criminal record background checks and rigorous personality and aptitude tests, including stealth and disguise exams, were a real breeze for her.

    "We are delighted to have a young Miss Auror after Miss Nymphadora Tonks. We are now in need of new powers."

    Unfortunately, it was not Scrimgeour who stood by her side to introduce her to the Aurors, but the new Director, Gardwin Robards. After Fudge's fall, Scrimgeour took over as Minister of Magic.

    "Then, Miss Tonks, there's your place. You'll have an old Auror adapting you to work during your internship." After a brief speech, Roba He pointed to the back corner, "You can ask your sister if you don't understand anything, I believe she is willing to answer it for you."

    "Thank you, Mr. Robards." Sylvia nodded obediently.

    "Come here, Miss Warrior." Kingsley beckoned from his position, and Sylvia's position was next to him.

    "Don't call me Miss Warrior! Mr. Shacklebolt! It's like whipping a corpse over and over again!" He took it out of his satchel. "Thank you for being in the Ministry today. I thought the Muggle Prime Minister was busy enough for you."

    "Then don't call me Mr. Shacklebolt." Kingsley smiled warmly, "I just happened to be back at the Ministry to report the Muggle situation, and you know it couldn't get any worse. I Come back, I may have to be the Prime Minister's bodyguard next time."

    "I read the Daily Prophet recently." Sylvia frowned, "The Ministry of Magic is probably going crazy."

    "I waited for you for a while because I heard you know something about the Muggle situation." Kingsley motioned for Sylvia to look at a portfolio on the table , "I applied with the minister and you can help with this part of the content when you are familiar with the work."

    "Did Sirius ask you to give me more job opportunities?" Sylvia narrowed her eyes, and Kingsley nodded slightly calmly.

    Many Aurors also gathered around to say hello to the new Miss Auror. It was one thing to feel fresh, and it was true that they wanted to get acquainted with Miss Warrior.

    It was then that Sylvia realized that getting some international honors when she was in school was really beneficial when she entered the workforce.

     However, due to the tense situation, there is no extra chat time for the new and old Aurors.

    "So... Kingsley?" Sylvia greeted the last few people and looked at Kingsley, "Is this position deliberately arranged by you? Are you responsible for taking me?"

    "Not me. Of course I'd love to take you, but you know I'm in charge of keeping the Muggle Prime Minister safe...Oh, Merlin, how much did you bring...why the cauldron?" Kim Sly stood behind Sylvia and watched her set up her workstation, somewhat surprised.

      Should I not meet him?"

    "You cook and eat in a cauldron? That's why Snape doesn't like you?" Kingsley laughed cheerfully as he sorted out the papers at hand, "The guy isn't there, he I clearly know that you are going to be hired today."

    "It's this kind of setting!" Sylvia blinked, "Is it that kind of mysterious master? Come and go without a trace?"

    "No, he's just used to being loose and doesn't usually stay in the ministry." Kingsley looked a little embarrassed, as if he was embarrassed for the senior.

    "Real or not?" Sylvia shrank her neck, and secretly hid a lot of seasonings in the innermost part of the cabinet, "The Auror Department still keeps idlers?"

    She was about to turn from the cabinet when a roll of parchment hit her **** the head.

    "I knew that you would have this idea sooner or later to let Andy take you!" Dora said fiercely, "But I didn't expect you to dare to have it now! Kingsley, I had I just said I can't let him take Searle!"

    "But didn't you suggest that Andy take her at the beginning?" Kingsley asked with a smile.

    "That's because I don't think Searle's character can be controlled by few people!" Dora complained, "Like you! Don't hurry up and confiscate her mess! You just watch Go!"

    "There's no rule that you can't bring cauldrons to the office." Kingsley showed an honest smile, "You've always been a playful one, and you're so harsh on your sister?"

    "I can't let my sister do the same because I'm having fun! How hard did I train at that time? Besides, she's more than you think!" Dora deflated. Mouth, glared at Sylvia, who was still covering her head, "Still pretending?"

    "So who is this Andy?" Sylvia really stopped pretending and asked briskly with her hands down.

    "Andy Degas," Kingsley replied, shaking the parchment under his armpit, "seven years before your sister if I remember correctly. Recruitment?"

    "He seems to be the only one who was hired out of the blue? He passed after only two years of training." Dora blinked and recalled, "I still remember when I was training, he came to me with a show of strength. In front of me, I said that I can't make it through ten years like this."

    "He probably didn't expect you to be a disguise Magus." Sylvia also blinked, "It turns out that camouflage and stealth give you too many points."

    And she was beaten again.

    "Kingsley, look at her!" Dora stared angrily, "Damn it! That's what Andy said when he saw me officially hired!"

    "It would be good to have a second Andy in the Auror's office." Kingsley noticed the movement on the side, "I thought you weren't coming, Andy."

    Sylvia also stuck her head out of the compartment when she heard the sound, this look really destroyed all her fantasies.

    "Ah, how is he an ordinary uncle?" She muttered involuntarily, and the two Aurors around her couldn't help but chuckle.

    This Auror looks much older than his actual age.

    "Of course I want to come, isn't my partner joining the job today?" Andy Degas said as he walked over with long thin legs. He also wears a pair of square glasses, with his hair covering almost half of the frame. It's really hard not to wonder if he's in the wrong department.

    "Partners?" Sylvia likes it.

    "Unless you failed the exam, then I didn't say it." Andy came to Sylvia and stretched out his hand, "I'm Andy Degas."

    "Sylvia Tonks." Sylvia nodded and shook his hand.

    "Much calmer than you, Nymphadora." Andy turned to Dora.

    "Huh? Calmer than me? You haven't..."

    But Andy didn't let her finish and looked at Sylvia: "New Aurors rarely perform tasks alone, except in special circumstances. Old Aurors are also more of a group action. So will Arrange a new Auror with an old Auror familiar with the job."

    "And don't call me Nymphadora!" Dora shouted on the side.

    "It's not calm." Andy nodded perfunctorily, "Okay, got it."

    "After all, there are two Miss Tonks." Kingsley hurriedly cleared the siege, and Andy showed that he was thinking of this. "I'm sorry." Kingsley suddenly looked at the clock on the wall and hurried out the door.

    "You can call her Searle, call me Tonks." Dora rolled her eyes.

    "Okay, Tonks, goodbye, Tonks." Andy held Dora's shoulders and helped her turn and push forward, "Why are you so idle? It's strange, some people are idling with the same salary."

    "You're too late to say me?" Dora turned her head and rolled her eyes.

    "I'm a special case."

    "You have nothing special!"

    "I say so." The eccentric Auror was playing a rogue. The most interesting thing is that when a man finishes playing the rogue, the woman in front of him loses all interest and only remains speechless.

    "Why don't you laugh!" Sylvia was almost suffocating her laughter, "Then can I laugh?"

    How can someone say such a funny thing with such seriousness! too weird! Why is it so funny! And why can you have such a rich tone with a straight face!

    "Because I'm very professional." Andy looked at Sylvia with a blank expression, "Not like your sister."

    "Don't think we know each other so well that we can talk nonsense and mock me in front of my sister!" Dora gave him a punch.

    "How come you broke it? Your sister is so boring." Andy looked at Sylvia again and shook his head regretfully.

    "I think I like you! Mr. Andy!" Sylvia covered her mouth with a trembling smile.

    "Oh, unfortunately, I'm married." Andy raised his eyebrows and bowed, "For the happiness of a family, this sentence is a bit too heavy."

    "It's alright, so do I." Sylvia raised her hand with the ring and shook it, showing off.

    "Oh, that's obviously for the happiness of the two families, this sentence is still heavy." Andy continued to say, ignoring Sylvia's smile like a kettle.

    "I think, I know, why we're partners." Sylvia laughed until she couldn't say a word.

    "Of course, because we are all excellent." Andy raised his glasses and nodded solemnly, a copy of the expression.

    "Miss Warrior is worthy of you, right? Have a face!" Dora made a gesture of applause.

    "You said that, and shameless you also said it. Why are you good people and bad people?" Andy looked at Dora helplessly.

    "Shameless." Sylvia's laughter popped a few words.

    "Yes, yes." Andy responded.

    "She's talking about you! Bitchy!" Dora was also **** off and pushed Andy.

    "Tonks! Why are you still here?" Another voice came from the door, "Oh! Your sister is hired today, right? Let me meet-"

    As soon as the voice fell, a head appeared in Sylvia's field of vision. This is a young girl who is flattering at first glance. The crisp short hair can't reduce the softness of her facial features at all, and even adds a bit of heroism.

    "Bill's sister-in-law!"

    Sylvia was obviously a little surprised, and she even regretted that she had not attributed this title to herself.

    "Are you Bill's classmate?" Sylvia smiled and shook hands with her, "I heard him mention a female Auror of the same grade."

    "You're even cuter than in the photo! Why is your sister so cute? Tonks?" The girl hooked Dora's shoulders and held Sylvia in her other hand hand, "I'm Jasmine, Jasmine Blunt, and Gryffindor."

    "Wow! Great! It's time to compete for the Academy Cup!" Andy cheered inexplicably, with his expressionless face.

    Only Sylvia burst into laughter, she likes this kind of headless stuff too much.

    "I'm a Hufflepuff like your sister," he added.

    "What do you mean by shaking your head?" Dora pushed Andy again, and a smile finally appeared on the man's face.

    Sylvia was already laughing and crouching on the ground. Of course she understood what the laugh meant, and the joker always had to laugh at the end. It's just that this big brother has persisted for too long, and the line has been drawn too long!

    "I went to Bill's house to see the twins before. A few of our friends at the time used to say that Bill's younger brothers were more interesting than the other, and we didn't know what kind of girls we would look for." Min said with great interest, "It's really amazing to see it now."

    "I'm curious about Charlie's girlfriend." Sylvia laughed.

    "He." Dora patted her forehead, "That guy really has no scandal at all."

    "I haven't seen them in a long time, but Percy sees them every day." Jasmine rolled her eyes upstairs.

    Yes, you might meet Percy when you come to the Ministry of Magic.

    "We should go, Tonks." Jasmine's work station was on the other side of Sylvia, she grabbed the water glass and took a sip and left the office in a hurry.

    "You be honest with me." Dora left a sentence before following her, "I'm talking to you! Stupid girl!"

    "Got it!" Sylvia waved.

    "Oh! I almost forgot to tell you! You're not the only one hired this year!" Dora suddenly turned around and walked backwards, "There is also a girl from Germany, what's her name Leoni Andres."

    "Damn it!" Sylvia looked at Dora sharply, "Leonie! Why didn't she tell me! She's my friend from the Triwizard Tournament!"

    Andy shook his head regretfully on the side: "A new Auror came to the UK to report in two days. It seems that a certain sister spoiled the surprise that a certain sister would have had."

    "Ah, so-" Sylvia tilted her head as if she had been used to it, "Who could it be?"

    "Who would it be?" Andy also tilted his head.

    The first day at work was quite relaxing. Although a large part of it is due to Andy, the predecessor is too liberal.

    "Let's play a few more days before training starts."

    He said this, and asked Sylvia to leave work early under the pretext of going out to familiarize himself with field get off work.

    "Is it really possible?" Sylvia's soul of the old fritters couldn't hold back anymore.

    "Would you like to go back? Sit until the bell rings and get off work?" Andy raised his eyebrows.

    "Goodbye! Andy! See you tomorrow!"

    Sylvia hurried to Diagon Alley. She touched the Auror license in her pocket and walked beamingly down the familiar street.

    Although I haven't received my salary yet, I just want to fulfill the wish I made by blowing candles many years ago.

    Sylvia pulled up the hood of her cloak to cover her entire face, and cautiously changed her appearance, making herself look like a mysterious and strong man, dodging in Knockturn Alley.

     Knockturn Alley is quieter than the girl imagined. I don't know if it's because Voldemort's comeback, and the Aurors are watching closely, it's too easy to reveal the identity of buying black magic objects now.

    But there are still a few people watching this steady pace figure, especially in every depressed and dim storefront. Only then did Sylvia realize that it might be more secretive to be a rambunctious person.

    I just want to make myself look bad!

    Sylvia tutted in her heart and pushed open the door of the Boginbok store.

    "Welcome—this guest—"

    Mr. Borgin's eyes were fixed on the visitor, as if he was contemplating how to deceive all the Galleons on her.

    "What do you need?" He rubbed his hands diligently, seeing the guest just looking around, and hurriedly said again, "It looks like this is the first time..."

    "I ask you." Sylvia looked back curiously, "I want to buy a place to live in Knockturn Alley, do you have a way?"

    "In Knockturn Alley..." Bo Jin looked up and down at the big man in front of him.

    "Don't ask more." Sylvia thought carefully, and pretended to pull the cuff of her left hand as if to cover something, "Just ask if you have any."

    "Are you helping that lord?" asked Borgin sharply.

    "Don't ask too much. Yes or no." Sylvia lowered her voice and threatened, as if she was about to recite the Avada Solomon in the next second.

    "How can you not do business if you have business." Bo Jin smiled shyly, "My store has an attic."

    Burgenbok's attic.

    Sylvia tutted again in her heart.

    I can't be so bold, can I?

    I'm dying?

    "This gentleman..." Someone pushed open the door of the store, Sylvia and Bogin turned their heads at the same time, "I have a house here, the price is negotiable..."

    "Bagman?" Sylvia was shocked before realizing that she was impulsive again.

    "You know me?" Bagman looked a little embarrassed, "My fans?"

    "Ah...I watched you play before." Sylvia had no choice but to continue.

    Honestly play ball and don't get involved with the Ministry of Magic? But this guy has done a lot.

    "Are you here to sell again?" Borgin was obviously impatient, "I hope the things you brought this time won't disappoint me."

    "I think I can have a good deal with this gentleman." Bagman rubbed his hands excitedly.

    Have you been chased to such a degree? Sylvia snorted coldly in her heart. Well deserved! She thought that Bill had been trying to win over the goblins and the Order of the Phoenix because the **** guy held a grudge against the wizard for making the goblins guess the Ministry was protecting Bagman.

    "No." Sylvia had long expected that she would run away in vain, and went straight to the outside of the store.

    "Wait! I have a nice attic!" Bagman chased after him, "You must have come to Knockturn Alley to find a hidden place, right? No matter what you want to do Shameful...well, I know you'd be interested."

    Sylvia did stop in the alley.

    "I won't buy your stuff," she said.

    "I know I know, can't I believe it?" Bagman said hastily, "I promise the price is fair, how about twenty Galleons?"

    "How come you have a house in Knockturn Alley?" Sylvia sneered, "Is the guilt you excused back then true?

    "You don't believe it? Come with me." Bagman seemed to be in desperate need of the money, waving his hand and turning to the side alley.

    Sylvia hesitated, but followed.

    It's not hard to find. Entering from a small door is a long wooden staircase, which looks more precarious than the stairs of the Burrow. Going up, pushes open a heavy mother-in-law door, and inside is a surprisingly small room.

    Looks like a rental partition.

    "It wasn't that small, was it?" Sylvia asked.

    "Good eyesight!" Bagman smiled cheerfully, "It was originally a big house, but it was sold to different people in several pieces."

    How many creditors do you have?

    "How can I guarantee that this place is secret? Since so many people have bought it? Many people have come?" She said.

    "Don't worry about that, nobody in Knockturn Alley is wondering what's going on next door," Bagman explained.

    "Anyone know about this place?"

    "Um...uh...I..."

    "You don't know?" Sylvia snorted, "What are you kidding me? Is this your house?"

    "It's mine!"

    "Since you're hiding something, I'm too lazy to ask. I can completely take you for myself after silence."

    "No no no!" Bagman hurriedly said, "You... are you his subordinate?"

    "Be honest." Sylvia didn't draw her wand, but it seemed enough to deter him.

    "I won a bet with a desperado! It's a stupid alcoholic, addicted to the bet and lost the last bit of the attic to me!" Bagman's flustered expression is enough to explain this It's true, "That guy has already died on a certain street! I don't know how many people have been here before."

    "Seven Galleons."

    "What?"

    "Seven Galleons, I'll buy them." Sylvia's hand was slightly exposed from under the robe, and there were exactly seven gold Galleons in her open palm.

    "Uh...uh...the deal!" Bagman left the key in her hand after taking Garen, and ran out of the small attic almost like an escape.

    Sylvia walked downstairs slowly and looked at the vague numbers on the old small door—the number 410. She put the key in her pocket and cast a stealth spell on the door. But always feel uneasy.

    Forget it, ask Norman for another day.

    The author has something to say:

    I am very happy to write about the workplace hahahahaha, everyone, I like uncle hahahahahahaha, I think Andy is very cute, I think you will like him, right?

    Do you remember Seale saying she once had a dream of having a site in Knockturn Alley? This makes it happen. Just a few words on Bagman, I don't know if he's a little guilty, but if he dares to cheat the twins, I hate him! Ah ha ha!

    At first I felt like I couldn't hold it back without Hogwarts, but I underestimated my own ability to talk nonsense and gossip hahaha and, in short, Seale would be It's a long story, you can rest assured to read it. Thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2022-02-0214:51:25~2022-02-04 14:51:25~

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