The right way to attack Moriarty

Before he went to bed, the cufflink was still securely on his sleeve!

Well, although he slept a little long this time.

When Helen and Theseus carried him, it was possible that he lost it.

The light brown-haired Muggle boy stared wide-eyed for a long time, carefully confirming that the two cufflinks were indeed exactly the same.

Newt gave a "tsk", feeling that Muggles are not as easy to deceive as the rumors say, but, thanks to Helen, she always likes to buy a lot for a nut.

The boy was successfully fooled in the end. He sobbed and nodded, and after saying goodbye to Newt, he tightly clutched the cuff button, turned back step by step, and went down the mountain along the path.

"Tsk, annoying Muggles." Newt waited for him to go far away and confirmed that he was out of the Artemis Jungle. Then he took out his wand, and quickly lit up a few corners of the jungle—that was the manor. magic circle.

Yes, Newt was not only reluctant to send Muggle boys home, he was even less inclined to let Muggle boys in.

For Merlin's sake, he didn't want to send lost children home every day.

So he wants to strengthen the magic circle of the manor and activate the defensive formation.

Artemis Manor was a bit in disrepair, and while Newt was wondering which corner of the magic circle to input magic power, he was also wondering where the mailbox in this dilapidated place was.

He knew why the owl suddenly turned around and pecked him when he heard him say "why not put it in the mailbox".

In such a big place, there is no mailbox at all.

When Helen and Theseus came back, Newt was standing outside the gate, crookedly hanging a mailbox on the gate of his house.

Cough, it looks a bit like a birdcage.

No way, this is already the least ugly one he can refine.

Who made it so difficult for him to use a transformation spell now.

"Oh, baby," Helen hugged Newt tightly, weeping with joy, "For Merlin's sake, son, you're finally awake."

Theseus also turned his head aside, and Newt saw sharply his brother's slightly red eye sockets.

"Oh, Mom." Newt was held quietly for a few minutes, asking all the questions he had before being strangled. "I have a few questions I want to ask you. Can you tell me, who is my father? If Artemis is your surname, is my father's surname Scamander? Also, Artemis Is the family really a murderous family? The book in the bookcase says that the Artemis family holds a hunt for muggles and wizards every year. Is this true? Also, Mike Artemis because His Muggle wife and Muggle wizard son betrayed the family. Why was no one sanctioned him at that time? The manuscript in the cabinet clearly recorded the entire spell in detail. Although the price was a bit high, arresting him and bringing him to justice would not be a problem. Not impossible."

"Oh, by the way, speaking of which, what happened to Mike Artemis in the end? And those wizards who were executed with the Dementor's Kiss—"

"Oh, by the way, speaking of it, Mike Artemis seems to be able to control the minds of wizards through dementors. Mom, do you know what's going on?"

……

Newt's mouth refused to be idle for a moment, and he talked a lot, and Theseus had to interrupt him: "Oh, Merlin, I seem to feel that my brother has turned into a plant when he wakes up. Achnatherum splendens. For Merlin's sake, brother, I really want to give you a silent spell, you are too loud."

Newt made a sealing gesture, shut his mouth obediently, and spoke again in less than a minute.

"I'll say one more thing, how is Big Lestrange?"

"Oh, son, you have a lot of questions." Helen rubbed Newt's head and led Newt back, "Let's go one by one."

For Merlin's sake, he'd had two years of problems—well, though for him, it was just a sleep.

"Okay," Newt nodded, "and the first question, is my father a Scamander?"

"Cough," Helen was a little embarrassed, "Well, Scamander is your maternal grandfather's surname, and your maternal grandmother was an Artemis."

Newt looked at Helen brightly, expecting to hear something about his father.

"Hey, son, can we change the question?" Helen obviously didn't want to talk about it.

"Oh, it's okay," Newt nodded, showing a clear look, and he had a lot of big dramas in his mind, both serious and not serious—for Merlin's sake, he was no longer a child, and even more so. What's more, after working in the Pig's Head Bar for so long, Helen's embarrassment and embarrassment can already explain a lot of problems. Well, if Helen really doesn't want to talk, it's better not to ask. Newt thinks that he is very considerate and can be called a model of filial piety. , Then, "Let's skip this topic. The next question - is the Artemis family really a very vicious slaughtering family, and the Artemis family holds hunts against Muggles and wizards every year?"

"Son, you have to know that the contradiction between Muggles and wizards has always existed, and it has never changed for hundreds of years," Helen said earnestly, "There are radical pure-blood theorists in the wizarding world. Kill all Muggles and Muggle wizards, but this situation also exists in the Muggle world. Muggles also have organizations that want to eliminate all wizards, they call it 'Second Salem'."

"Whether it is 'Salem' or 'Second Salem', they have killed many wizards. Similarly, the radical pure-blood families also killed many Muggles."

"It's hard to say who's right and who's wrong about this kind of thing. Different positions have different opinions."

"Mike Artemis, until his death, thought he had done nothing wrong - his wife and children were massacred, and he took revenge, and he took it for granted."

"But in fact, before he fell in love with that Muggle girl, he had always been at the forefront of the hunting operations in the family, and at every celebration party, he would always get the biggest reward—you know Yes, the reward is calculated according to the number of Muggles killed, and he kills the most Muggles every time."

Newt thought of the living statues of magical animals in the hallway of the manor, and nodded thoughtfully.

"It's true that the Artemis family is brutal."

Helen didn't express her approval or disapproval. She continued, "Okay, we can move on to the next question. Mike Artemis was sent to Azkaban by your brother. He carried out the execution, and as for the other wizards, the ones kissed by the dementors, it's all right. But, Big Lestrange—"

Newt sighed, looking frustrated: "Did Lestrange still not survive? I should have completed the summoning earlier."

"No, child, it's not your fault." Helen comforted him in a low voice, "It's because we rushed there too late."

"Speaking of which," Theseus followed up with a sigh, with a very regretful expression, "The big Lestrange is not bad, but the one in the Moriarty family is really unlucky."

"The Moriartys?" Newt frowned. "You mean their youngest son, Jim Moriarty? What happened to him?"

"I ran out of magic power and became a squib." Theseus shook his head, "I saw Amos a few days ago and asked a few casually, but now they completely regard him as a stain and don't want to mention him at all. What a crime, I don't know how such a young child lives in the Muggle world."

"He went to the Muggle world?" Newt frowned, thinking of the Muggle boy who was scared and crying by marsupial spiders just now, he couldn't help being very disgusted—to be honest, Newt is not bad-natured, but not I don't know if it's because of the Artemis blood in his bones. He always doesn't like Muggles. To him, those Muggles are too weak, just like the artwork on the window sill, they shatter into pieces when touched Scumbag.

Newt said to himself, "Why did he go to the Muggle world?"

Before Theseus could speak, Newt found the answer talking to himself.

"Yes, a Squib, living in the Muggle world is better than living in the wizarding world."

"It would be a real embarrassment if the Moriartys continued to let him live in the wizarding world." Newt looked at the expressions of Theseus and Helen, and asked, "Am I wrong?"

Helen clearly showed disapproval.

"Son, how can you think like that?"

"Why not?" Newt asked back, "Go where you should go, isn't it right? The magic power in Squib's body is disordered, let him stay in the wizarding world, in case someone is careless one day, whoever will give him any spell , he may go to St. Mungo's for the rest of his life. Compared with it, isn't the Muggle world safer?"

Helen shook her head.

"But the Moriartys gave up on him, not because of the reasons you think. You don't understand the world of Slytherin."

"Because they think squibs are a shame?" Newt frowned, his expression very displeased, "But if Jim Moriarty hadn't abolished Mike Artemis's hands that day, we would never have been able to do so in such a short period of time. Defeat Mike Artemis."

"No, you're wrong, Newt."

Theseus patted Newt's head and corrected him.

"Slytherins never look at the past. In front of them, there is only the future."

"do you understand me?"

Newt's expression was very stiff, a bit incredulous: "Merlin's stinky socks, just because they think Jim is useless, so they exiled him?"