Chapter 842: The Ministry of Magic’s Special Team

Early the next morning,

When Jorkins arrived at his workstation, he saw a note for leave.

The date above only says July 7th, which means it starts from today, but there is no end time.

She was stunned for a moment, as if trying hard to recall something.

take a vacation?

Why take a vacation?

Are you going to travel somewhere?

Yes, Albania, and I went to visit my cousin who lives there.

She finally remembered that she had briefly mentioned it to Bagman some time ago.

It seems that this new boss is a pretty nice person, unlike the ones she had met before, who always tried to drive her to other departments.

Thinking back on the days in the ministry over the years, her nose couldn't help but feel a little sore.

When Bagman walked into the Department of Magical Games and Sports humming a little tune, Jorkins rushed over to him with tears streaming down his face.

"Director! You are so kind to me!"

Bagman put his hands on her shoulders and managed a smile. "You deserve these vacation days. You don't have to thank me like this."

"But if I'm on vacation, the Quidditch World Cup..."

His expression changed drastically, "It's okay, I'll take care of it."

Jorkins looked at his face, which was full of tension and worry, and then glanced at the big hand that was holding his shoulder.

Could it be that……

Bagman didn't give her time to think and pushed her to the office door in a hurry.

"Jorkins, just enjoy your vacation and remember not to come back too early."

Before she came to her senses, the door was slammed shut.

It turns out that I was just being sentimental.

Jorkins glanced at the closed door, then turned and walked towards the elevator.

No matter what, he is my boss after all, and he was kind enough to approve my leave.

Thinking about these trivial things will only add to your troubles, so it is better to plan your travel route well.

Albania is located in the western part of the Balkan Peninsula in southeastern Europe. It borders Greece to the south, the Adriatic Sea to the west, and Italy across the Strait of Otranto. It is a country full of history and natural beauty.

You must definitely visit the "Stone City" of Gjirokaster, the coastal city of Saranda, and Berat, known as the "City of a Thousand Windows".

There were still many attractions left, and since Bagman wanted her to enjoy her vacation, she might as well visit them all.

……

The Quidditch World Cup is in full swing. The projection equipment installed in the wizarding world around the world is no longer limited to broadcasting matches in their own region, but has begun to broadcast exciting matches in the other five regions in a circular shape.

It’s really great to be able to watch the game without being there in person.

Whenever night falls, wizards will bring wine and snacks and sit around the magic projection.

However, the gathering of people means there is a risk of conflict, which no one can avoid.

In order to deal with emergencies during the World Cup, the magic governments of various countries have successively established a special team to maintain order.

Tonks, who had wanted to take a vacation, was unfortunately chosen.

This was the arrangement of her superiors, and as a newly promoted young Auror, she could only choose to obey the order.

He was submissive in front of his superiors and struck hard at the disruptive fans.

Tonight's European match is between England and Belgium, and as expected it should be quite lively.

The sun had just set, and many wizards were sitting in front of the Gwent flagship store in Diagon Alley.

By 9: in the evening, the two nearby street corners were already packed with people.

Although there are broadcasts in the main hall of the Ministry of Magic, it is by no means as comfortable as here.

Tonks stood on the rooftop of the Gwent flagship store and looked down, and suddenly had a premonition that something big was going to happen.

This is... awesome!

It would have been fine if the fans who had been making trouble recently did not resist, but if they did, she would have given them all a good beating and then thrown them over to Scrimgeour who had assigned her this "glorious" task.

Sure enough, less than 3 minutes into the game, the England team lost 10 points.

The fans started to curse and denounce the goalkeeper's incompetence.

Tonks' hair lit up orange-red, she drew her wand and waited excitedly.

Two minutes later, the goalkeeper conceded 10 points again.

"Damn big idiot! He can even miss such a simple ball? He's worse than my 5-year-old son!"

"All the muscles have grown into the brain! Even my 90-year-old grandmother knows how to connect!"

"Damn the England team! Is this the strongest lineup ever?"

Their curses sounded like heavenly music to Tonks' ears.

Keep on cursing, it would be best if they started a quarrel, then she could arrest him.

The fans did not disappoint her expectations, and several staunch supporters of the England team stood up.

"Everyone calm down first. The loss at the beginning won't determine anything."

"That's right, Belgium's advantage will soon be recovered."

"Bullshit!" A fan stood up and cursed, pointing at the slow-motion replay on the screen.

"Look at this stupid goalkeeper. He stretched out his hand lazily to block the Quaffle just when it was about to enter the goal. My grandfather who was about to go into the coffin reacted faster than him!"

The staunch supporters of the England team fell silent.

With such high-definition slow-motion replays, they couldn't find a good excuse even if they wanted to explain.

"Everyone should believe in the strength of the English team. After all, the game has just begun..."

"Believe your mother!" The cursing fan pointed at the light screen again, "Look, their chaser was tricked into taking away the Quaffle by a simple fake move!"

The Quaffle that was snatched away from the light curtain drew a beautiful arc, flew over the big head of the England team's goalkeeper, and went straight into the goal behind him.

This time, no explanation can be forced.

"Are you guys hired by the English football team?"

"I think so. I've never seen anyone so shameless!"

"Guys, throw them out!"

The enemy outnumbered us and the supporters were soon surrounded.

Just as the conflict was about to break out, a slender figure fell from the sky.

Tonks jumped right in between them, her wand pointed at a fist-waving fan in front of her.

"What are you doing? Are you trying to cause trouble?!"

Instead of retreating, the fans came forward and surrounded her.

"Fuck the Special Squad! I've been putting up with you for so long!"

Tonks raised her hand and cast a stunning spell, "You, you, you, and all of you, come with me!"

The one who was hit by the stun spell fell straight down, and those who were touched swallowed subconsciously.