The right way to attack Moriarty

While Yan Mo was arguing with Picot, the wizards outside woke up one after another.

"Hey, what did you do to that Mike Artemis?" Picot poked his head and glanced outside, only to find that the murderous tall wizard had disappeared.

"Kill it." Yan Mo casually picked up a piece of falling cherry blossoms, as if what she was talking about was just such a topic as the weather is so good today.

"Don't lie," Picot made a face at Yan Mo, "You can't hurt any living being without the master's permission."

"Then you still ask?"

"Curious, where did he go?"

"Theseus took it away. It should be locked up in Azkaban." Yan Mo wandered around under the tree in the courtyard for a long time, gesticulating while walking, thinking about where to install a swing frame for himself.

She has stayed in the underworld for so many years, and it is rare for her to come out. The heart of a girl from millions of years ago has burst out.

Swinging under the cherry tree.

Cherry blossoms fall, lover's shoulders.

Pickett didn't speak anymore, neither did Yan Mo.

Birds and snakes—

It still can't speak.

In the silence, the system's voice sounded again.

"[Day] detected a dead human with ssr-level talent, whether to consume a hundred gou jade and accept it as your shikigami."

Pickett lowered his head in frustration: "When the master is in a coma, why are there so many things to deal with all of a sudden, it's so annoying, do you agree?" Pickett looked up at Yan Mo, asking for her opinion.

"I agree," Yan Mo touched the tree in the courtyard with one hand, casually perfunctory, "There are many Gouyu things in the warehouse, but there are not many ssr shikigami, why don't you agree?"

"[Day] The third shikigami has made a choice for you, does the second shikigami reject it?"

The bird snake was already snoring beside him, sleeping deeply.

"If you can't even speak, you're basically useless." Pickett pointed at Wangcai, heartbroken.

"[Day] agrees by default, the second and third shikigami choose to agree, does the first shikigami refute?"

"Wait—it's too long—" Picot realized again that the sentence was so long, he was a little confused, and couldn't understand it for a while.

Yan Mo sneered, and returned the original words to Pickett.

"Chief Shikigami, you don't even understand such a short sentence, you are basically useless."

"Who says I don't understand?!" Bowtruckle raised his chest violently, "I agree!"

"[Day] detected that your shikigami has made a choice for you, do you want to execute it?"

After a while, the system's voice sounded again.

"[Day] If you do not refuse, you agree by default."

"[J] Jim Moriarty has become your shikigami."

"[Day] Please name it Jim Moriarty."

"If [day] is not named, the original name of Jim Moriarty shall be used."

"Lai Fu! Call him Lai Fu!" Her Lady Queen interrupted the system impatiently, and gave this festive name to her junior brother.

"[日] comes from Shikigami's name, invalid."

"Why?!" Yan Mo stomped his feet angrily, and there were many more cherry blossoms falling in the courtyard.

Bird Snake didn't understand, so he turned his head and looked at the woman who suddenly lost his temper. He thought that he took up too much space and made her unhappy, so he moved his position silently.

Pickett crouched in a tree, laughing loudly.

"The master calls you Laifu, hahaha, I feel sorry for you hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha."

"By the way, there's another one named Wangcai, I'll introduce you to him hahahahaha."

When Bird Snake heard his name, he thought that the Bowtruckle was calling him, so he turned his head and silently glanced at the two of them, seeing that one of them had a livid face, and the other was stumbling around with a smile. He really didn't understand what they were doing, so he could only He lowered his head silently, and moved aside again.

Yan Mo stomped his feet angrily, wishing he could strangle the Bowtruckle to death.

"[Japan] ssr-level human Jim Moriarty becomes your shikigami."

In the five-star formation, a human statue slowly rises from the fourth position from the left, with a line of words engraved on the back.

Name: Jim Moriarty.

Category: Human.

Grade: ssr

Origin: England.

Cause of death: Avada Kedavra

A burst of red light flashed quickly, one end submerged Newt in a coma, and the other end submerged covertly into the black-haired boy.

Moriarty, who had been lying on the ground, gradually began to breathe.

The Moriartys were very happy and supported each other, and Amos left Jim holding him who was breathing.

This accident, following the Artemis extermination case 100 years ago, was once again recorded as a shame in the pure blood wizarding world.

A wandering Artemis slaughtered almost forty wizards, including more than 20 Aurors with high combat effectiveness.

Although everyone was wondering why he didn't die, it was an undeniable fact that that crazy Artemis had truly slaughtered almost forty wizards.

It is simply a lifelong shame for pure-blood wizards.

Of course, it is the lifelong shame of the Aurors.

Mike Artemis, who had been running around for a long time, finally gave up the law. The Ministry of Magic, which has always been very happy, didn't make any announcements this time, and didn't even hold a celebration party.

Not a single wizard was killed on the spot, and that's not the Ministry of Magic's fault, much less the Aurors' fault.

That wasn't even a credit to any of the adult wizards present.

Every wizard clearly remembered that it was the eldest son of the Lestrange family who fought to the end, as well as the light-blond child who was still unconscious.

As for Big Lestrange, St. Mungo had announced his death the day before yesterday.

Leta Lestrange knelt by her brother's bed, holding a crystal prophecy ball, weeping uncontrollably.

The Lestranges did not take any drastic action, except that they stopped dealing with the Moriartys.

After Jim Moriarty was carried home, there was no longer any fluctuation in magic power. His parents and brother didn't take it too seriously. This very good-looking young son has weak magic power, and almost all the pure-blood nobles know about it. fact.

It didn't matter, as long as little Jim wasn't a total Squib, he could marry.

Originally, this youngest son was intended to marry the McLagan family.

The youngest son is good-looking, and the only son of the McLaggen family happens to be very obsessed with him. In this case - in the case of a marriage between a male and a male wizard, weak magic power is not a deduction for him. On the contrary, in the case of a marriage between a male and a male wizard. In fact, more families are willing to choose a good-looking object, but the magic power is not very strong.

That's easy to control.

However, when Jim Moriarty was found to be unable to use his toy wand anymore, the Moriarty family could no longer maintain their apparent peace.

Mrs. Moriarty even took him for a magic test.

——There is no magic power fluctuation.

When a little wizard—especially a pure-blooded noble family—is deemed to have no fluctuations in magic power, it is like a prisoner being sentenced to death.

That's no less than an Avada Kedavra.

A Squib is not eligible to live in the wizarding world - unless he can find a magical wizarding mate.

Yet this is what Ulysses said when asked by Jim Moriarty.

"Don't be silly Jim, I never liked you because you were you."

Jim Moriarty smiled knowingly: "I know, it's just—"

Want to ask, maybe, there will be a different answer?

"Just what?" Ulysses demanded.

"It's nothing," Jim Moriarty smiled, still with the same eyebrows and eyes, "then, goodbye."

Ulysses smiled back and said goodbye.

Everyone knows that after saying goodbye, they will never see each other again in this life.

When Jim Moriarty came home again, his parents and brother were looking at his magic test sheet-he was officially confirmed by St. Mungo's to be a complete Squib.

Jim glanced at it and smiled.

The final result is well known to each other.

The performance of the Lestrange family was enough for the Moriartys to completely abandon him.

Big Lestrange died because of him.

——At least, the Lestrange family thought so.

The facts are not important, what is important is the thoughts of the Lestrange family.

What's more, speaking of it, it was indeed he who crushed the amulet in Diagon Alley and sent out a distress signal, and the Big Lestrange appeared there.

Although, his amulet is connected to many people - his parents, brother, and other relatives.

Everyone thinks so.

Big Lestrange died because of him.

Jim understood a profound truth that day, and it permeated his life.

Even passed on from generation to generation to his students.

It doesn't matter what the facts are, what matters is how you think and how you induce others to think.

The thoughts of those in power, the thoughts of the audience, and the thoughts of the judges are intertwined.

As long as you can tie this knot, or untie it.

"The Moriarty family doesn't accept any waste." When Amos closed the door, he said cruel words mercilessly to the black-haired boy outside the door—his younger brother Jim Moriarty, " I kept you just for the sake of Ulysses, but now there is news over there, it is impossible for their family to accept a squib. You are useless."

The youngest son, who was favored from home, fell down a cliff overnight, and Jim Moriarty was homeless and had nowhere to go.

He knows he should leave.

But he still lingered at the door for three days, until he saw the Moriartys cast the Muggle Repelling Curse on the house.

Muggle banishment spell.

There are no Muggles in wizarding towns, only him turned into a Squib.

Jim, who has no magic power, is completely isolated by the Moriarty family.

Perhaps, should leave.

Jim Moriarty stayed on the road, wandering aimlessly about.

When he looked up again, he found that he had unknowingly arrived under the roof of Newt Scamander.

"Maybe, see Newt again?" Jim thought to himself, "Let's see each other before leaving. After all, it's been my wish for so many years."

He doesn't ask too much, as long as there is another wizard who is not so bad, he can convince himself not to hate the place where he was born and raised.

Jim stayed under Newt Scamander's roof for three days, but no one came.

No one told him that Newt was still in a coma to this day.

No one told him that neither Helen nor Theseus were at home.

How could anyone tell him?

Jim who has no magic power, who will care about him after he has no last trace of value.

Just a little squib.

On the fourth day, Jim stood up and made a decision.

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The news of Jim's expulsion quickly spread throughout the pure-blood wizarding world, and the little wizards who followed Jim even formed a group to laugh at him.

Various spells were cast on his body, and Jim glanced across every little wizard, remembering their faces one by one in his heart.

Jim didn't resist.

Because he knew that the death curse was not allowed, it was just hurt, nothing.

He will remember this moment.

Look out for these hypocritical pureblood wizards.

Ah.

Jim wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

One day, he wants this wizarding world to perish completely.