The troubles of Tonks

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Ethan watched the Hogwarts Express leave his sight and then prepared to return to Hogwarts Castle.

After packing his luggage, Ethan also planned to leave Hogwarts.

The downside of having two jobs simultaneously was that Ethan needed more free time. Now that Hogwarts is on vacation, Ethan has to work full-time at the Ministry of Magic.

Since he is already an employee of the Ministry of Magic, Ethan does not have to go through the Ministry of Magic's guest tunnel but can directly enter the Ministry of Magic through the Floo network.

Ethan planned to go to the Ministry of Magic through the Floo network in the Headmaster's office.

As he arrived at the principal's office entrance. Unlike last time, the gate was tightly closed, and the gargoyle faithfully guarded it.

It's giving Ethan a headache, and he has to guess those annoying candy names again.

When Ethan was about to rack his brains to come up with more candy names, the Ouroboros ring in Ethan's hand suddenly shook slightly, and the gargoyle seemed to turn around and open the door to the principal's office.

Ethan looked at the ring in his hand in surprise. It was evident that the ring still held some secrets.

Following the spiral staircase of the principal's office, Ethan entered the principal's office.

Professor McGonagall was also packing things up in the principal's office. She seemed to be in a perfect mood, smiling.

Professor McGonagall was surprised to see Ethan entering the principal's office.

"Professor Ethan, what are you doing here?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"I'm going to the Ministry of Magic by Floo," Ethan replied, noting that Professor McGonagall seemed very happy today.

"Oh, yes, you are also a Ministry of Magic employee." Professor McGonagall responded.

"Do you have any plans for this holiday, Professor McGonagall?" Ethan asked casually.

"I'm going to vacation to Lake Baikal," Professor McGonagall said relaxedly. She planned to use this vacation to relax.

"Then I wish you a happy holiday, Professor McGonagall," Ethan said happily.

"Thank you, Ethan," said Professor McGonagall.

Then Ethan walked into the fireplace in the principal's room, grabbed a handful of shiny powder, and threw it into the flames.

With a hoot, the fire turned green, and Ethan walked straight into the flames. "The British Ministry of Magic," he said.

Ethan instantly disappeared into the fireplace in the Hogwarts headmaster's room. He felt his body spinning fast and the sound of the wind rushing through his ears.

It didn't take long for the rotation to slow down, and Ethan fell to the ground, seeing the exquisite fountain of the Ministry of Magic.

Ethan walked out of the fireplace and towards Bud, who was checking the wand.

Seeing Ethan coming, Bud seemed startled. He stood up nervously. "Mr. Ethan, hello, welcome to the Ministry of Magic." Bud's voice stuttered.

"Hello, Bud. Do I still need to check?" After speaking, Ethan wanted to remove all the weapons hidden in his body.

"No, Mr. Ethan!" Bud quickly said

"You are already a Ministry of Magic staff member, so there is no need for a check."

"Thank you, Bud," Ethan said with a smile.

Ethan immediately walked like an elevator. Ethan just walked to the elevator entrance, and an elevator arrived.

The golden gate slid open gently, and Ethan hurriedly squeezed in.

Only a few wizards were staring at Ethan curiously in the elevator.

One of the wizards holding a typewriter caught Ethan's attention. He was a tall, thin man with black-rimmed glasses and a dusty old green robe.

What caught Ethan's attention was his flaming red hair, albeit a bit bald.

Ethan quickly recognized that even Arthur Weasley, Ron's father, the two had met at Hogwarts.

At this time, Arthur Weasley was focused on the typewriter on his chest, not paying attention to Ethan behind him.

So, Ethan took the initiative to pat Arthur Weasley on the shoulder.

This successfully caught Arthur Weasley's attention. He lifted his glasses. After seeing Ethan's face, he was stunned momentarily and quickly recognized Ethan.

"Mr. Ethan! Hello! Why are you at the Ministry?" Arthur Weasley said in surprise.

"I belong to a Division of Magical Law Enforcement," Eason said.

"Oh, yes! I read the Daily Prophet! Congratulations!" Arthur Weasley hugged the typewriter with one hand and shook Ethan with his free hand.

"I am in the Department of Prohibition of Misuse of Muggle Items; you must join me when free!" Arthur Weasley said to Ethan enthusiastically; Ethan smiled and said he knew.

The two were talking when an indifferent female voice suddenly came from the elevator, "Second floor, the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, including the Department of Prohibition of Abuse of Magic, the Auror Command, and the Wizengamot Administration."

"Aha, here we are," said Arthur Weasley, who got off the elevator with Ethan.

The two came to a corridor with doors on both sides. "My office is on the other side of this floor." Arthur Weasley pointed out to Ethan.

You are going to the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. We are on the way. We can go together. I will show you the way. Arthur Weasley said enthusiastically.

The two turned a corner, passed through two heavy oak doors, and entered a cluttered open area divided into many cubicles.

There was a lot of chatter and laughter inside, and it was very lively. The notes conveying the news flew out and in from the small cubicles like miniature rockets. A sign hung crookedly on the nearest cubicle, Auror Command.

"That's a note for interdepartmental messaging," Mr. Weasley whispered to Ethan.

"I used an owl before, but the mess was unbelievable. There was feces all over the desk." Mr. Weasley retched twice as if thinking of something.

"Mr. Fudge was reluctant to replace the owl at first, until one day, a lump of owl droppings fell into his teacup."

Mr. Weasley seemed to hold back his laughter and whispered this gossip to Ethan.

Ethan peered into the door, and the Aurors had plastered the walls of their cubicles with everything from portraits of wanted wizards.

From photos of their family to posters of their favorite Quidditch teams.

There are also articles cut from the Daily Prophet, which are varied and all-encompassing.

Ethan noticed Tonks at the corner desk. To Ethan's surprise, Tonks looked very bad at this time. She looked pale and haggard.

His hair had also turned a dark gray-brown, and Tonks was sitting alone in the corner, writing something with her head down, which was out of tune with the relaxed and comfortable atmosphere in the Auror's office.

Ethan wondered why Tonks became like this.

Mr. Weasley followed Ethan's gaze to Tonks.

"Poor girl, she's been like this since she saw the Daily Prophet," said Mr. Weasley regretfully.

Then he suddenly realized that the other newspaper party was before him.

"Gosh - sorry - Ethan, I shouldn't have commented on your personal love life like that."

Arthur Weasley felt stupid at this time. He talked about his emotional problems before Ethan, a dire faux pas.