The right way to attack Moriarty

So Jim kept staring at the boy closely, trying to find clues from the boy's every move.

Newt didn't look up, not knowing what to say.Gavin stood up helplessly, stretched his arms, and the wizard robe slid down to his elbows, revealing the shirt inside.

Jim noticed the clue with sharp eyes.Gavin's exposed shirt sleeves were embellished with very shiny cufflinks, which at first glance looked alike.But as long as you look carefully, you can find the difference.The cufflinks on Gavin's left arm are the most fashionable diamond cufflinks in a London store, which was auctioned off by the bank president at a high price. I introduce the distinctive point of these cuff buttons.Jim also complained to Duarte at the time, saying that the cufflinks are too casual and not unique enough. There are a lot of cufflinks in the wizarding world, which are almost exactly the same as this one. The bank president Big loss.

However, now that Jim finally realized why the boy in front of him looked so familiar, he also finally found the reason why the bank president bought such an expensive cufflink.

Jim's eyes fixed on Gavin's other rolled-up sleeve, his brow furrowed.There is also a very casual cuff button on Gavin's right arm.This casual is different from the "casual" diamond cufflink on the left. That cufflink is really casual, so casual that it is very common in the entire wizarding world, and it is common to have one on the left arm of my shirt.

However, the cufflinks on the right hand and the cufflinks on the left match so well, it looks like the original two, rather than a deliberate assembly.

Jim's hand subconsciously put on the cuff button on his left arm, that cuff button was so cheap and unusual.

So cheap that a copper knut can buy a whole dozen.

However, Jim has only this one.

Jim never dared to show his shirt sleeves in front of Newt.Jim knew very well that Newt would definitely recognize him, so Jim didn't dare.He didn't dare admit in front of Newt that he had sneaked cuff buttons off Newt's shirt, and he couldn't.

But Gavin rolled up his sleeves in front of Newt's eyes, revealing the cuff buttons on his sleeves openly.Although the two cufflinks looked alike, Jim bet Newt would recognize them.Jim was well aware of this fact, because the dress was Newt's favorite.That's why in Diagon Alley, Jim took advantage of the chaos to pull off the cuff button on his left hand and secretly took it away.And the cufflink on Gavin's right arm is now appearing openly in front of Newt.

Obviously, the button in Gavin's hand was probably given by Newt.

Jim was in a terrible mood when he thought of this.Cufflinks are such close-fitting items, even if they are used as Christmas gifts, they will go to the store to order new ones first. Only intimate lovers will give each other used cufflinks.Otherwise, it would be too disrespectful and too impolite.

Jim couldn't care less.

Jim wanted to stand up and ask, but the headmaster knocked on the glass, announcing that the banquet was over, and all the students returned to their colleges and got ready to go to bed.

The crowd completely separated Jim and Newt. Jim sighed and comforted himself. At a later date, Newt made an appointment to meet, and it's okay to ask later.

Slytherin chief battle.

Jim was not interested. He stood in the corner, waited for the clock to strike ninth, and then sneaked out.It was now the battle for the chief of the third grade, and Jim was yawning and rubbing his eyes, very sleepy.

Jim looked at the time, it was almost nine o'clock, he glanced at the Slytherin chiefs who were still fighting out of the corner of his eye, slipped out of the hall quietly, walked out of the castle along the corridor, and went to the path in the vestibule.

Newt said the little garden was not really a "little garden" at all, there weren't many flowers here at all.This place is actually a bit remote in Hogwarts.It's just that according to the general construction of the castle, this place should indeed be a small garden.In the nobleman's old castle, the place facing the wife's bedroom is a small garden according to the specifications, and some plants that the wife likes are planted in the garden.There are no special requirements for plants planted here.Like the plants planted in front of the court or in front of the door, there are no strict requirements on height, year, and variety. The plants here can be unfashionable, beautiful, or even expensive, as long as the wife likes them.

This is an alternative pampering of manor owners for their partners.

At the first sight of opening the curtains every day, the lazy beauty stretches her soft limbs, looks up, and sees all the flowers she likes, swaying against the sun and blooming stamens.

In this situation, every man will get great pleasure.

While wondering what Newt was in the small garden, Jim looked around, looking for Newt.

The small garden at nine o'clock was very quiet. The path in the vestibule was not crowded at first, and now it is even more sparse. Occasionally, a few wizards who had finished their evening self-study passed by, shouting loudly, talking about the things they had just written and read. Dissertations, or chatter about whether chocolate frogs created by Transfiguration are digestible, etc., twitter.Add a touch of bright color to this dark tranquility, and then gradually walk away with the sound of footsteps, dissipating in the background of the night.

Jim waited so long that he even took out his wand and cast a time spell, suspecting that he had misremembered the time.

a quarter past nine.

So--

Newt missed an appointment?

Jim lowered his head and was hesitating whether to go to Hufflepuff when a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

"I'm sorry, something happened temporarily." Newt rubbed his messy hair, and pulled a few black hairs from the crumpled wizard robe on his body, feeling extremely embarrassed.

Jim endured it, but couldn't help it, he still laughed out loud. He looked at the little black fluff on Newt's body, and stretched out his hand to help Newt tidy up his wizard robe.

"Your new pet?" Jim twitched a handful of black fluff, studied it for a moment before his eyes, and concluded, "Such a fine fluff, hasn't it been weaned yet? Such a young pet, Hogwarts can live ?"

"Oh, he doesn't drink milk," Newt said as he picked up the last little black fluff from the wizard's robe, "besides, we still have the Hogwarts kitchen, where the house-elves can provide enough milk." meat for him."

"you--"

"you--"

Jim and Newt spoke at the same time, and they were interrupted by each other at the same time.

"You go first." Newt was very modest.

"Uh, no, I'm fine," Jim said, "I just wanted to ask why you asked me out."

"Oh," Newt sat down on the bench beside him, his movements were somewhat unnatural and weak, and after touching the bench, Newt's whole body was almost paralyzed on the bench.He looked so tired, Jim thought, as if he had just fought a fierce female dragon, when he heard Newt say in a very steady tone, "I want to ask you about Muggles and wizards. It’s something.” Newt paused, “You know, Theseus went to the International Ministry of Magic, er, he wrote this morning, saying that there are many wizards in northeastern Europe who have infiltrated the Muggle world. Nice sign, isn't it?"

"Of course," Jim laughed in surprise: "You don't have to worry about offending me. I'm also very happy that Theseus can be promoted to the International Auror Division."

Newt looked at Jim and was relieved to see Jim like this. Newt continued.

"I asked Gavin today about the places where wizards mixed with Muggles. Gavin was surprised. He said that there were no such reports in London, and nothing special happened. But I remembered one thing."

Newt looked up at Jim, serious.

"What's the matter?" Jim asked casually, standing lazily.

"Do you remember the owl I sent you a letter for the first time?" Newt didn't say anything directly, but asked Jim instead.

"I remember," Jim showed a reminiscence look, as if he had thought of something funny, and his expression was happy, "I thought I was hallucinating again, but I didn't expect it to be true. Speaking of which, the owl should be You raise it, the one who doesn’t even bark, puts down the letter and just stands there obediently, doing nothing.”

"Ah," Newt laughed too, recalling, "I specifically told her not to make any noise."

"So, what's the matter with the owl?" Jim demanded.

"Oh," Newt explained unhurriedly, "I smeared the eggshell powder of a bird and snake egg on her leg, trying to track your location."

"You still do this kind of thing? I thought you were afraid of me back then? Let me see," Jim recalled the owl's movements at that time——

Indeed, after the owl squeezed in through the small slit, it once landed on the window sill in a very arrogant manner, scratching back and forth on the window sill with a pair of claws, unwilling to settle down.

"No wonder she has been digging on my window sill. I thought she was sharpening her claws. It turns out she has other plans." Jim smiled meaningfully.

"Cough," Newt laughed dryly, without further explanation on this matter, but forcibly changed the subject, "Later, the tracking of Bird Snake Egg Powder was blocked in the suburbs of London, it couldn't be done by Muggles, so I guess, that place was under the protection of a certain wizard early in the morning, and that wizard set up a very complete magic spell on that place, blocking all outside tracking."

"London?" murmured Jim.

"Yes, so what I want to ask is," Newt sat up straight, "is there really a wizard involved in the James Group."

Jim thought for a moment, and admitted frankly: "Yes."

He remembered that he didn't know how many times he had communicated with Newt—that time Newt introduced the main idea of ​​the treatment in detail, and made a metaphor related to the house elf.At that time, Jim was making arrangements for the future. At that time, Jim had actually contacted a wizard from the James Group, but Jim didn't think deeply about it. He just thought that meeting this wizard and discovering the identity of the other party's wizard was just a coincidence.

But looking back now, all accidents are the result of countless inevitable accumulations.

Jim suddenly remembered the first time James saw him.

Long corridors, dark corridors, silent and unpopular.

"Is he Moriarty?" A male voice came in a low voice.

"It's him," James replied.

"Oh, congratulations on getting a great subordinate." The male voice said with a low smile.

Jim always thought that "remarkable" described his ability, at least his ability to recognize people. After all, he didn't have much achievements at that time except for the situation of a few bosses.Therefore, even though he was puzzled and didn't know why he didn't do anything, the man congratulated James, congratulating him on getting a great subordinate, and didn't get too entangled, just treating it as a Muggle courtesy.

However, looking back now, this "great" may refer to the surname Moriarty more than Jim.The reason why James treats him very well on the one hand, giving him full face and space, and on the other hand, he often uses him out as a target, also has a full explanation.James never thought of Jim as the real successor, James just gave Jim an illusion, trying to make the abandoned Jim feel his warmth, so as to obey him.

Therefore, the James Group should have a lot of wizards. Jim pursed his lips. The first time James took aim at him, it was not necessarily because of his so-called ability as everyone said, maybe because of his wizard ability, not Because of his ability to recognize people, Newt fell into deep thought after hearing Jim's answer.

"What's wrong?" Jim asked.

Newt said: "Theseus said that a group of wizards and Muggles have appeared recently, and they often do bad things. The International Ministry of Magic is arresting them. I am afraid that something will happen to Theseus, and I want to inquire about the situation."

Jim nodded and said, "Let me ask for you."

Newt lowered his face: "Are you still in touch with Muggles now?"

"Of course," Jim smiled, "otherwise, where will all my tuition and living expenses come from, my young master. Oh, yes, what Nehemiah—let me greet you, Patriarch Artemis .”

Newt frowned slightly, "I saw it, forget it, let him go, speaking of it, the little nobles in Slytherin didn't bully you, I don't worry about Lestrange, they won't Doing such a cheap thing," Newt looked up at Jim, "but I don't think such a small thing as being hungry can bother you, does it?"

Jim laughed and said, "I don't want to argue with them. They are all children. Even if they are wrong, they shouldn't be blamed."

After listening to Jim's words, Newt raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "Who are you going to settle accounts with?"

"Ah, no one," Jim shrugged, put his hands back in his pockets, and explained indifferently, "I just want to say that I don't care about them."

Newt smiled, noncommittal.

"Oh, by the way," Jim glanced at the time, "It's almost curfew, shouldn't you go back?"

"Yeah." Newt nodded, and slowly stood up from the bench, loosening his muscles and bones.

Jim called to him: "Hey, don't you want a good night kiss or something?" Jim raised his eyebrows.

Newt stood there, staring at him for a while——

Jim raised his eyebrows: "Forget it, let me ask you something."

"ask."

"Well," Jim coughed dryly, looking around at him, "well, that cuff button on Gavin's shirt—"

"When did you see Gavin's shirt?" Newt frowned, his expression displeased.

"No," Jim coughed dryly, "I just saw it at the start-of-school feast. When he was bringing you blueberry jam, the wizard robe slipped off and was exposed."

Newt stared at him rightly. "Well, then, what happened to his shirt? Are you going to ask him what size shirt he wears?"

"No, well," Jim explained, "I'm more concerned about your cufflinks on his hand."

Newt froze for a moment, then laughed.

"Oh, that, when I met Gavin in the Artemis Jungle, he insisted on me to accompany her down the mountain. To coax him, I found something at random, saying it was because of the button, in the Artemis Jungle My magical animal dared not touch me, and then he believed it."

"Believe it?" Jim opened his eyes incredulously, "Is he mentally retarded?"

Newt shrugged: "Maybe the magical animals in the Artemis jungle are too obedient, who knows?"

"Then why did you give him cufflinks?" Jim asked dissatisfied, "Can't you do anything else?"

"Oh, I remembered, I only found one cuff button, and I couldn't find anything else," Newt recalled, "I don't know where the other one is, and I can't find it anyway, so I might as well use the waste. Alright."

Jim held out his hand to show him.

"how?"

Newt looked at the white fingers, but didn't react for a while.

Jim didn't speak, and pointed his white fingers at his cuff buttons, sighing helplessly.

Newt saw it just now, and smiled with his hands on his forehead, "You are too serious, when did you walk by?"

Jim laughed, guess what?

Newt rubbed his head and kissed him on the forehead.

"Go back to bed early, don't argue with Myron and the others."

"You actually remember Myron's name?! I heard from Rita that you have been here for a whole year and no one remembers it."

"Oh, I didn't remember it at first, but I asked it on purpose later. After I asked, I remembered, didn't this person follow you all the time before? What's the matter?"

"It's nothing," Jim shrugged. "It's just a characteristic of Slytherin. If it's useless, just kick it away. What's the matter, everyone is like this."

"Okay, don't be sad," Newt gently kissed Jim's forehead, "Hurry up and go back."