The right way to attack Moriarty

"Why didn't you give me the letter yesterday?"

Newt led the man into a small Hogwarts corridor, stopped, and half leaned against the corridor.

Jim froze for a moment, not expecting Newt to ask such a question.

Could it be so easy to pass today?Jim tried to carefully look at Newt's expression, so as to find out whether Newt wanted to pursue it.However, Newt has maintained a deadpan expression ever since he entered the Hogwarts Great Hall this morning.

Jim felt that he couldn't see what was going on in Newt's mind, so he could only rely on his instinct to guess.Or, Newt really didn't know about it?Countless thoughts flashed through Jim's mind, and finally turned into a dry laugh: "I thought you might not want to see me very much."

"Oh?" Newt's face was hidden in the shadow, so dark that he couldn't see it.But Newt's voice didn't change at all, it was still deep and steady, without any fluctuations.

"Why don't you want to see you?" Newt continued to ask him calmly.

"..." Jim sighed, "You know that."

"What do I know?" Newt asked him back. "What do you think I should know?"

"Austro-Hungary, Bosnia and Herzegovina, and Second Salem." Jim sighed and confessed everything.

"No," Newt smirked, "I don't know."

"I don't know anything," Newt emphasized. "Anything you don't want me to know, I don't know."

Jim looked up again, trying to see Newt's face clearly.

Even at this moment, Newt's voice was still steady and scary, as if the sneer that just fell into his ear was just an illusion.

"Newt, I don't want to argue with you, it's meaningless, really." Jim raised his head, but his eyes stubbornly turned to the other side, refusing to meet the eyes of the person in front of him.

"I'll just ask calmly, when did you ask me about my past life?"

Newt pursed his lips, "Sorry" but couldn't say it for a long time.

He really didn't care about Jim's past, which is what he did wrong.But today's matter, the key is not here at all.

"All the things I don't want you to know?" Jim shook his head, his eyes still falling in front of nothingness, "Oh, have you asked me? You haven't even asked, you know that I don't want you to know these things Things? Have you asked me where I've been and what I've done in the past few years? No, you haven't." Jim closed his eyes deeply, and after a while, he let out a long sigh to cover the choking in his voice, and said, " I admit, I did a lot of things that you don't like. Austro-Hungary, Second Salem, and others. If you want to hear, I can tell you one by one today. listen."

"But, Newt, you speak from your own conscience, do you want to hear it?"

At this moment, Jim is like a trapped animal struggling in a cage, making the final struggle alone and helpless.Newt had never seen that look of despair in him.Even when facing the traitors of the murderous Artemis family, Jim never showed such an expression.

Newt's expression hidden in the shadows was slightly moved. He even thought, this is enough, don't force him anymore.

But no, not enough.

Newt's remaining sanity held him back from bursts of distress.

Jim's emotions have been suppressed for too long, like a scar left there.After a long time, you don't feel it hurts, but once it happens, it will be more fatal every time.

If he doesn't release it today, there will be another time to release it. No matter what, Newt can't keep this emotion in Jim's heart.

Jim's emotions needed a flashpoint.

Leaving from the wizarding world, being abandoned by his parents, living in a completely unfamiliar environment, being forced to be strong, being forced to be independent, everything has already exceeded the maximum range that Jim can bear. , Jim's dissatisfaction is not only aimed at his parents, but also at the entire wizarding world.What's more, it's for the whole world.

Let this kind of emotion flood and grow, and Jim doesn't know what he will do in the future.

Newt sighed.

Now Jim still has feelings for him, willing to explain these things for him, willing to stand here for him, and even willing to quarrel and vent for him.

Who knows whether Newt will still have a restraining effect on Jim in the days to come.Who can guarantee that after a few years, when Newt does something wrong to Jim, will Jim completely collapse?

No one can guarantee that.

Neither can Jim himself.

Jim's current state is very dangerous, he has drifted away from the whole world, which can be seen from his attitude towards his men at the beginning.

Two years of hard work.But anyone who has a little memory will not be like Jim, who said he would die when he said he would die, hesitating completely meaninglessly.

Even if you raise a potted flower, a plant of grass, a cat, or a dog for two years, you should have feelings. How can you just throw it away?

Jim had long since ceased to regard life as life.Newt sighs inwardly. He should have found out earlier, when he questioned Jim about his conscience, when he got angry at Jim, or before.

In Jim's eyes, life has become a game, a revenge, an unreal absurdity.

What is human life and what is human beings, Jim has no idea of ​​them all.

He just finds it fun.

Newt had previously discovered that Jim likes to manipulate other people's lives, but at this moment, Newt suddenly realized that Jim did not like to manipulate other people's lives.Jim is just manipulating other people's lives to prove that he lives in this world.Presumably, this is Jim's only remaining contact with the world.

When Jim finished his revenge, got tired of playing the games he thought were fun, and could no longer find any fun things in this world, he would most likely be shot dead and disappear from this world ever since. Dare to say that I can accompany Jim for a lifetime, and I can't guarantee that I can maintain the attribute of "fun" for Jim until the end of my life.

That's impossible, Newt clearly knows that Jim still thinks he's "fun" now, but it's because he hasn't responded to him.

Jim had been playing by his own rules, and Newt knew that all too well.When Newt proposed that Jim live with him in the wizarding world, how strongly Jim reacted and how simply he refused proved how much Jim cared about his so-called rules.

But in any case, Newt does not want Jim to give up his life so easily.

Newt couldn't have kept the "fun" label forever.

He is a man, not a god.

He cannot see everything.

If it weren't for Jim's casual remark a few days ago, "Even if there is a mistake, it shouldn't be blamed on them", Newt might not have realized Jim's malice towards the entire wizarding world until now.

Jim hides too well, especially in front of Newt, Newt has no way of noticing.

But now, Jim's accusations against Newt are all about Newt. In fact, Newt knows, and Jim also understands in his heart that what he said is not just about Newt.

There are many others.

Just say it.

Since Jim is willing to speak out today, let him say it all.

Newt was finally willing to stand out from the shadows and stand in front of Jim.

His figure completely enveloped Jim, and he held Jim tightly in his arms, protecting Jim in a posture that he had never seen before, in a strong protective posture.The two people's hearts were tightly pressed together, and Newt even sighed secretly in his heart. He gently followed Jim's nape, like treating a fragile treasure.He buried Jim's forehead in his neck, and Newt tried to keep his voice from showing any pity.

"I'm here. I'm always here."

Maybe the darkness of vision provided a barrier for Jim, maybe Newt's voice was too deep, maybe, after waiting for a long time, someone finally was willing to say this sentence to him-this sentence seemed to turn on some switch, Jim's suppressed emotions for many years came out violently, and he buried himself on Newt's neck, crying softly.

Without any repression, I cried out.

Newt gently ran down the back of Jim's neck, and gently pressed a kiss on Jim's hair, without saying a word.

Jim cried for about ten minutes.

Newt thought boredly in his heart, fortunately he had the foresight to choose such a secluded place, if it were in another place, it would have attracted the young wizards and professors who were watching by now.

About 10 minutes later, Jim buried his head in Newt's wizard robe and wiped his tears, finally he was willing to look up.

"Hi," the voice was a little hoarse after crying, Jim hugged Newt's waist tightly, turned his head away, not wanting to let Newt see his red and swollen eyes, the voice was small but clear, Jim asked, " Do you really want to listen?"

"Well," Newt teased him, "I sacrificed a wizard robe just to hear your story, isn't it too much for you to say no more now?"

After hearing this, Jim realized his current embarrassment belatedly.He continued to bury himself next to Newt's neck, gave a muffled laugh, and then bit Newt's neck hard.

"..." Newt was taken aback, and almost cast a curse at him back, but fortunately, he reacted quickly and held back.Newt sighed, and said faintly, "Human flesh is not tasty."

Jim tilted his head and laughed, and Newt could even feel the vibration in Jim's chest.

"I found that you didn't laugh very well after you cried." Newt didn't urge Jim to tell those past events, because he knew that, according to Jim's temperament, since he asked him if he wanted to listen, he would definitely tell.

"Because I want to laugh." Jim turned his head and licked the place where he had bitten Newt before, and the teardrops on his eyelashes brushed his neck.

Newt cleared his throat, pulled Jim off of him, swung his wand, and single-handedly unlocked the door to a nearby classroom.

"Do some work," Newt shook Jim's right hand, "make two sofas."

Jim took out his wand, pondered for a while, and changed a bed according to Newt's house in the wizarding town.

"..." Newt took off his wizard robe, which was already soaked with tears. He now prefers to solve the problem of what to wear tomorrow, and he has no time to spend time on it. Besides, for Jim, the bed and sofa The effect is probably the same, so Newt sighed, "It's up to you."

Jim pondered for a while, then locked the classroom again, then loosened his tie, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Taking advantage of this time, Newt withdrew his hand and "cleaned up" his wizard's robe. The effect was, heck, anyway, that's it. No matter what, it's enough to wear it tomorrow. Newt doesn't ask much.

After a while, Jim had changed into his pajamas and ran to bed.

Newt: ...

Forget it, since Jim may be tired from crying, he doesn't care about not taking a shower.

Newt walked around the house twice, and found a goblet with some water in it, which was left over from his drink this morning, and it was completely cold.

"Is there anything you want to eat?" Newt tested the temperature, drank the water in the goblet in one gulp, moistened his throat, and then asked Jim, "I'm going to the kitchen."

Jim was probably really sleepy, so he gave a hazy "Hmm" and didn't say yes or no.

Newt walked over, tucked the quilt up for him, and turned to go to the kitchen.

"Don't go," Jim grabbed Newt's arm, he didn't know whether he was dreaming or talking to Newt, his voice was not loud, but it was very clear in this small space, Jim said, "I'm afraid .”

Newt sat down on the edge of the bed with his strength, and continued his question.

"What are you afraid of?"

Jim buried himself in the quilt and sighed, "I'm afraid of everything."

"Afraid of parents, afraid of Amos, afraid of wizards, afraid of nuns, afraid of street bastards, afraid of James, afraid of Moran—"

"Wait—" Newt interrupted Jim, "Afraid of the nun? You are afraid of James, you are afraid of gangsters, even if you are afraid of Moran, I can understand, but why are you afraid of the nun?"

Jim looked up at Newt, then lowered his eyes again, and didn't speak for a while.

Newt thought he had fallen asleep, and planned to go to the kitchen to get him some water.As a result, as soon as Newt stood up, he spoke.

"Have you ever heard of Second Salem?" Jim asked Newt, tilting his head.

Newt nodded: "Yes, Helen told me. The contradiction between Muggles and wizards has always existed. It has never changed for hundreds of years. There are radical pure-blood theorists in the wizarding world. They want to Kill all Muggles and Muggles, and the Muggles have an organization that wants to wipe out all wizards, they call it 'Second Salem'."

"Well, this is a fanatical anti-wizard organization, the goal is to discover and destroy everything related to wizards or witchcraft." Jim didn't know what to think of, and laughed, "You know, I'm the second members of Lemm."

"What?!" Newt almost didn't suppress his voice. Fortunately, the last rational nerve did not collapse, and he quickly recovered, "Are you crazy? You know that once they find a wizard, they will burn them to the stake." , burn people alive?"

Jim shrugged, and even had the mood to smile at Newt. He didn't look like he was crying at the moment, except that his eyes were still slightly red.

Newt sighed in his heart, Jim must press every step of the way, making him feel that you are going to leave him in the next second.Otherwise, as long as there is a slight gap, he will shrink back again, pretending to be nonchalant and chatting with you, pretending to be heartless.

"I know," Jim turned his head indifferently, "When they kicked me out of the wizarding world, I was alone on the street, looking for food in the trash. There happened to be a monastery next to it, which distributed food for free. I just go."

"Then when they distribute food, they need to go through a thing. That thing can probably be tested for wizards. I don't know the reason. But those nuns all said that, saying that wizards are evil and should be burned to death, and other things What, I can't remember exactly."

Jim yawned, he seemed a little sleepy, and he showed a look of reminiscence: "Now that I think about it, the thing that tested me in St. Mungo's looked very similar to the one over there,"

"That monastery is the power of Second Salem?" Newt asked, "No, since you recognized that thing can detect wizards, why did you take the risk?"

"Starvation and burning," Jim said, looking out the window with a dull expression, "you have to choose one."

"I didn't get off to a good start, Newt," Jim probably felt that the previous answer was too cold, but now he turned his head and explained to Newt, "I also started from wandering the streets, step by step. Come over. You probably don't know how fierce the homeless competition is," Jim smiled, "I'm confused, you know what this is for, let's talk about something else."

Newt leaned over and kissed Jim on the forehead.

"I want to know, Jim," Newt repeated, "I want to know."

Jim shrank back under the quilt again, as if that would give him the courage to recall the past.

Newt sighed and lay down on the bed in his shirt.

He took Jim's waist and locked him in his arms.

"Is it better now? Don't be afraid," Newt gently rubbed Jim's hair, "Always try to say it, these things that are in the bottom of my heart, it will be half as good if you say it."

"What about the other half?"

"The rest," Newt kissed Jim's forehead again, "and me."

Jim smiled briefly, looking up at Newt without blinking.

"What's the matter?" Newt's temper today is so good that he has no friends, and his tone is full of pity.

"I'm thirsty." Jim said without changing his face.

"I'll get you some water from the kitchen," Newt said, sitting up. "You've been crying for so long, you should be thirsty."