The right way to attack Moriarty

Turning two corridors, Newt led Jim down the stairs, all the way down.

"Thought you were going to take me to some jewelry room or something," Jim complained, standing in the dark basement, "Who put the ring here?"

"I didn't say I would give you a ring." Newt said calmly, but with a smile on his face, he was in a good mood.

Jim shrugged, put his hands in his pockets casually, and said "oh" without interest.

Newt raised his wand and said a quick spell.

"Go to the middle."

After Jim heard that there was no ring, his mood was not so sunny.Hearing Newt's words here, he didn't want to cooperate very much, but he still obediently stood in the center of the formation.

Newt didn't use his wand this time, he just chanted a few spells, and the magic circle lit up with a yellow light.

"Tsk," Jim looked at the surrounding magic light with some disgust, and casually complained, "You really plan to abolish my magic power."

"Well," Newt stood outside the formation, looked at Jim's appearance, hummed, thought for a while, and added, "Soon, it shouldn't hurt."

"It doesn't hurt the body, but the heart hurts too." Jim said.

"Then it hurts first. When you get used to the pain, it won't hurt anymore." Newt casually perfunctory him.

Jim gave another "tsk" in disgust, and then there was no sound.

The magic array started to work, and the magic power on Jim's body was input into the alchemy items along the array bit by bit.

Newt didn't speak a word, didn't try to comfort him, he just stood there, quietly looking at Jim in the formation.

His black hair was wet with sweat and stuck to his forehead.

The expression was clearly in pain, but he clenched his teeth tightly without making any sound.

Newt shifted to stand, a little tired.

The people in the formation began to breathe heavily, but they still didn't let out a wail.

In fact, exporting magic power is quite painful. Newt has done this himself, and he knows it by heart.

He didn't want to comfort Jim, though.

That's the kind of guy Jim is, he climbs along the pole very quickly.

He actually thought about whether to abolish Jim's magic first, or do something else first.

But then I still couldn't bear it.

Even if the magic power is abolished first, Jim can be honest for a few more months, but he still can't bear it.

Whether he listens or not, left and right is nothing more than what he doesn't care about. There's no need to let Jim be decadent for so long.

In the final analysis, he is also the person he likes, and after all, he will not be ruthless.

The light on the magic circle gradually dissipated, and Jim staggered out.

A pair of deep eyes lost their brilliance at the moment, looking around as if they were out of focus, but when they caught Newt's figure, their eyes lit up.

"Where's the ring?"

Newt stabilized Jim's staggering figure, a little helpless.

The first sentence concerns the ring, and Jim is no one else.

Newt picked him up and carried him upstairs.

Jim kissed Newt on the side of the cheek.Newt was going upstairs, and when Jim leaned over, he blocked Newt's view, and Newt walked around Jim to stop him.

"Don't make trouble."

Jim made a nasal noise in dissatisfaction, reached into his trouser pocket for a long time, and finally took out a plush box and handed it to Newt.

"Have you not had time to prepare the ring yet? Why don't you use mine?" After speaking, he looked at Newt with a sincere face, and said very sincerely, "I don't dislike it."

Newt: ...

You still have it with you.

I'm so tired, I don't want to talk to you.

Newt carried him horizontally into the bathroom, put hot water on it, and let Jim take a good bath.

Unwilling to give up, Jim still plans to tug on Newt's sleeve.

"Be good." Newt ruffled Jim's hair and pulled his hand away.

At dinner time, Jim reluctantly emerges from the bathroom, his hair barely dried.

Newt handed him a box with a very simple pattern on it. Jim had seen it once before, on the gate of Artemis Manor.

"The ring of Artemis Manor?" Jim was a little surprised, "Didn't you say that Artemis Manor would not be seen again?"

"I've said too much," Newt pushed the box forward indifferently, "I also said, we're done here."

Jim smirked, "That's a pity."

Newt smiled and pushed the box up to his eyes.

"open to take a look?"

A silver-green ring was lying in the box, quietly but exuding a different light.

The silver ones are connected to each other, and there is a green gemstone on the ring, which gives the ring a youthful and lively feel.

Newt looked at the ring in the box, smiled, and didn't ask Jim if he liked it.Looking at Jim's appearance, Newt shook his head indulgently and dotingly.

It was Jim who spoke first.

"I like it very much," Jim laughed, "but it's not like your handwriting," Jim teased, "I thought you would use that very old style, the old antique one that has been passed down from generation to generation. .”

Newt smiled, and leaned over to exchange a long kiss with Jim.

"Take it and try it?" Newt lightly bit Jim's lower lip, bringing up a small piece of lip flesh.

Jim held out his hand to Newt, like a lord. "You help me wear it."

"I can't bring it for you," Newt kissed Jim's side lightly, and retreated to the table, "You have to do it yourself."

Jim raised his eyebrows, and Shur smiled.

"interesting."

Newt smiled at him.

Jim took the box and looked at it carefully. The texture on the outside of the box was still different from the texture on his cuff buttons before.However, there were faint similarities between the two. Jim looked at the box carefully again, and after a long while, he suddenly raised his head and smiled.

"I feel your magic power in the ring, ah, your magic power spreads along my fingers and into my body, now, I can smell your breath all over my body."

"You're looking for trouble," Newt said with a smile, "Because you're underage, you tease me so hard, believe it or not, I'm going to fuck you right here."

"Come on," Jim said without fear, he hoped that Newt would have something to do with him, so that the relationship between the two could be completely stabilized.

Newt smiled again, and his eyes fell on the ring.

"How is it, is it still suitable?"

"Well," Jim shook, "I thought it would be small at first, but I didn't expect it to be quite suitable."

"It can't be small," Newt chuckled. "It resizes itself."

"Interesting," Jim looked at the ring on his hand, "By the way, where's yours? I'll put it on for you."

"There's only one," Newt leaned back on the seat, raised his chin toward Jim lazily, "you can give me the one you prepared earlier."

"Only one?" Jim turned to look at him thoughtfully.

"Well," Newt stretched out his hand. Compared with Jim's palm, Newt's hand was fairer, even a little delicate.

Jim's palms are actually very rough, because he has done some shady activities all year round, used weapons more frequently, and often abraded the skin of his palms.Newt, on the other hand, used a wand most of the time. What's more, although Newt worked part-time when he was a child, he was pampered in general and didn't do much rough work. At least his living environment was much better than Jim's.

Jim squeezed Newt's hand, not wanting to let go for a while.

Knead up and down, well, it feels good.

Newt let him do the same, without pulling his hand back.

After a while, Newt's hand had a red mark,

Newt glanced at Jim indifferently, and Jim looked at him generously, and expressed his covetousness for these hands.

"I knew this ring would be just right on your hand," said Jim, with a smug look on his face. "Look, it's pretty."

Newt glanced at it and smiled, "It's pretty."

After a while, the steward of Artemis Manor knocked on the door.

Newt and Jim turned their heads and looked over. The butler stood by the door in a regular manner and saluted the two masters of the manor.

Newt asked him, "What's the matter?"

He lowered his eyebrows and asked Newt respectfully: "Master, dinner is ready. Do you want to eat now?"

"Not busy," Newt returned to the butler, asked him to wait at the door for a while, and asked Jim, "Is there anything you want to eat? Butter beer? Chocolate panna cotta? Lemon juice? Or, let the kitchen add some more. dessert?"

Jim thought about it for a while, and then he laughed, looking sluggish, with an air on his face.

"As long as it's made by you, I want to eat it."

Newt smiled: "Then you're still hungry."

"Hey, who told me that after graduation, I will cook for me every day!" Jim quit on the spot, digging up old accounts, and insisted on clearing it up with Newt.

"It's a pity," Newt sighed pretendingly, "Haven't he graduated yet?"

"Newt, you heartless person, when you were on good terms with others, you would take a morsel of sweets, but now that you have it, you don't even give me a meal, alas, my life, why is it so bitter—— "

When Jim disagreed, he opened his mouth and acted.

Newt hadn't seen Jim so alive in a long time.He even thought of teasing him, and accompanied Jim to perform all the way.

"What kind of meal?" Newt raised his eyebrows, "yogurt is enough."

Jim:? ? ?

Is this really the Newt I know?

???

Ma Ma, I want to go back to Mars.

He hugged his fat self in distress.