The right way to attack Moriarty

Leta Lestrange gave Myron a dissatisfied look, signaling his self-respect.

Before Jim's accident, this Myron did a lot of things with those in front of and behind Jim.Jim also took care of this little fat man, and even took care of the entire Myron family.

But when Jim was abandoned by the Moriarty family, when Jim was most helpless, Myron was the first to lead a group of little wizards to beat Jim up.

Rita, as an onlooker, felt that what Myron had done was too much, and now she even lost Slytherin's aristocratic etiquette.It's a pity that nobles pay attention to equality and face. The so-called equality and face means that Lita can provoke Black for no reason, and even Ulysses for no reason, but she can't provoke Nehemiah, let alone do it herself. Lesson Myron.

That would be a disgrace to the nobility, and even more disrespect to her status as the next heir of the Lestrange family.

It would be a desecration of the identity of the Lestrange family to attack an inferior person.

On stage, Jim is in a stalemate with the Sorting Hat.

"Slytherin." The Sorting Hat insisted on sorting the dark-haired boy where he best suited him.

"You are a born Slytherin, look, you desire success, desire revenge, desire power, believe in means, Slytherin is for you, where fierce fighting, harmless conspiracy, can make you grow quickly, become a famous Shocking people."

"Hufflepuff." Jim insisted on his decision.

"Slytherin," the Sorting Hat continued to persuade Jim, "Slytherin can help you go to glory, to glory."

"Hufflepuff." Jim insisted on his decision.

"Hufflepuff is not for you." The Sorting Hat said earnestly, "Slytherin."

"Hufflepuff," Jim insisted.

"Slytherin." The Sorting Hat stuck with Jim, unable to make a decision.

The sorting of the sorting hat must be approved by the students themselves.If Jim doesn't let go, the Sorting Hat can't force Jim to Slytherin.

"Slytherin."

"Hufflepuff."

"Slytherin."

"Hufflepuff."

……

The above is the reason why Jim has stayed on stage for so long and has not come down.

The little wizards in the audience have already started talking about it.The little wizards of Gryffindor even quickly made a bet on whether the first little wizard in history who was kicked out of the academy by Hogwarts would be born.Of course, there were also little Gryffindor wizards who started a bet on which house the youngest son of the Moriarty family would be assigned to.

Jim and the Sorting Hat were still talking one by one, refusing to give in, and quarreled in Jim's mind.

"Slytherin."

"Hufflepuff."

"Hufflepuff."

"Slytherin."

After Jim subconsciously refuted, he realized what he had said.

"Merlin's stinky socks," Jim came down from the stage resentfully, took a hard look at the sorting hat, and muttered, "Okay, alright, although you're cheating, it's not a big deal in Slytherin. "

Jim reluctantly forgot to take a look at the Hufflepuff table.Newt was setting down the parchment and looking up at him.The eyes of the two met in mid-air, and Newt couldn't help but curl his lips.Jim looked at Newt's smile, and at that moment, Jim suddenly understood one thing.

Newt doesn't treat him differently because he's a Slytherin any more than he treats Newt differently because he's a Hufflepuff.

After thinking about this matter, Jim suddenly realized that the Sorting Hat's cheating is actually nothing. If he really resisted going to Slytherin, he wouldn't make a mistake if the Sorting Hat cheated him a thousand times.

This is also very good.Jim and Newt's gazes were separated by a sea of ​​people, and they stuck together in mid-air. Newt didn't take the lead to look away, and neither did Jim. The two just looked into each other's eyes, obviously only for a few seconds, but as if A whole century has passed.When the professor began to read the next student's list, Jim closed his eyes and walked towards the Slytherin table.

Newt picked up the wand by the table, and cast a simple transfiguration magic on the knife and fork on the table. A piece of parchment, and a feather dipped in ink appeared on the table. After writing a few words on the paper, he frowned and looked up at Jim's position as if he had realized something.

While walking towards the long table in Slytherin, Jim looked back at Newt, saw that Newt also raised his head, Jim grinned, looking very happy, Newt gestured to him, telling him to pay attention to his feet, and then Mouth him.

See you in the small garden at nine o'clock in the evening.

Jim froze for a moment, he didn't expect Newt to take the initiative to ask him out, and it was so late.Then, Jim was relieved again. Newt probably thought about tonight's Slytherin chief competition.

Jim chuckled, Newt, oh Newt, don't even think about it, how could he have a chance to stand out in this kind of thing.Now, he has been pulled into the rejection list by the Lestrange couple, how could he still have the chance to participate in the Slytherin chief competition.

What's more, he didn't like to do this kind of showy thing three years ago.

Myron was still babbling and taunting that Jim's position was arranged on the outside, which was the least favored position for Slytherin.

"For Merlin's sake, the Sorting Hat shouldn't be so confused. How could a Squib be sorted into Slytherin?! You should just go to Hufflepuff honestly, everyone in Hufflepuff It's an idiot, trash, trash, that's the right place for you." Myron laughed loudly, pushing Jim away with arrogance.

Jim pulled his lips and didn't intend to talk to the little fat man.

The laughter of the junior Slytherins was too loud, and it quickly spread to the central position, where the senior Slytherins, the heads of each grade, and the head of the Slytherin house sat.

Blake had heard Myron's argument earlier, but he didn't pay much attention to it.Throughout the evening, Black's attention was not on the Slytherin table, but on Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff House.However, when he heard Myron's words "Hufflepuffs are all idiots, rubbish, trash", he still sneered, lit a candle for Myron in his heart, and turned his head to look at Hufflepuff with a half-smile. Nehemiah.

The chief of the fifth grade was really angry, and Black looked at Nehemiah's expression.

The tall fair boy smiled.

"Pay attention to your words and deeds, Myron." Nehemiah spoke softly, and even deliberately brought a cup from the long table, which was filled with pumpkin juice. Nehemiah moved slowly and gracefully, in front of the whole Slater In front of Lin's junior classmates, he handed the cup filled with pumpkin juice to Myron.

"I've been talking for so long, I'm thirsty." Nehemiah smiled harmlessly, with the wand in his hand hanging down, without any hostility, only making the little snakes around him feel very kind, "Come on, have a drink." Pumpkin juice moistens the throat."

Myron was stunned. He really thought that Nehemiah had come to moisten his throat, and he was still encouraging him to continue talking.So Myron showed a flattering smile, drank the pumpkin juice that Nehemiah handed him, and turned the glass upside down, indicating that he drank it all.

"Good job." Nehemiah smiled softly, "Then, let's continue."

Myron was overjoyed, thinking that he had finally found a reliable thigh, he was more and more willing to express himself, and opened his mouth to continue to speak ill of Jim.

"Ah, ah, ah—"

The surrounding Slytherins were taken aback, and then reacted quickly, looking at the fifth-year chief in unison.

"Look at what I'm doing," Nehemiah innocently shrugged, and even handed over the cup of pumpkin juice in his hand, "If you suspect that I did it, you can ask someone to test it."

Myron went "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

Nehemiah ignored him, and turned to give Jim a half salute. He was decent but polite, respectful but not humble, and his attitude was very intriguing.

Nehemiah lowered his eyes and did not meet Jim directly. The fifth grade chief said, "Please say hello to Mr. Artemis for me."

Jim:? ? ? ? ? ? ?

While it's not entirely clear what's going on, Jim shows no signs of cowardice.

"Okay," Jim said with a smile.

It wasn't a bad thing after all, Jim could see that Nehemiah chose to stand up at this moment, standing in front of him in a semi-submissive attitude—the attitude towards the hostess—to help out.

In any case, Nehemiah made such a statement, so his future life in Slytherin would be much easier.

Jim's gaze swept across the center of the long Slytherin table. There were six people on the long table, two girls and four boys.

Leta Lestrange kept her head down, wondering what she was thinking.

The other girl was probably the chief in six or seven years old. Jim didn't know him, and she probably came from a less famous family.

Two boys he didn't know, and two more, one was Blake and the other was Nehemiah.

Naturally, Jim's eyes fell on Black.

Black's eyes lingered on Hufflepuff, and refused to leave for a long time.

Jim's heart skipped a beat.Some care who he is looking at.

Blake was actually quite handsome.Most of the Blakes are handsome, regardless of gender, are rare beauties.This has almost become the consensus of the wizarding world.Although Jim didn't think he was ugly, in fact, compared with Black, Jim still lacked a bit of taste.

Jim followed Black's gaze, afraid that it was Newt that Black had been staring at.In addition to the striking appearance, magical power, and status of the Black family, there is also one characteristic that has attracted countless witches and witches-their emphasis on love and the madness that they are willing to give everything for it.Fortunately, Jim found that Black's gaze did not fall on Newt in the end, but on Gavin, the light brown-haired boy next to Newt.

Jim frowned. He subconsciously felt that this boy was very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while.