"Right," Tonks nodded, lurching to her feet. She gathered what of Lee's materials she felt she could without breaking them - Tonks could only imagine how sensitive such equipment might be - anxious to get home and ask Remus how she had done. Surely he liked this scheme better than her last, at least.
"D'you mean to say Molly hasn't found a way to get around owl tracking and mail pot roast and pie to every Muggleborn on the run?"
Tonks grinned, and though she was teasing, she felt sure if there were a witch to do it, it would be Molly.