The right way to attack Moriarty

Newt kissed Jim lightly on the forehead.

He didn't expect Jim to compromise so soon.In his preparation, Jim will counterattack many, many times, and he even has a backup deployment.

However, it is useless.

Fortunately, it is useless.

Newt's movements are very gentle, with a magical power, making people feel quiet and peaceful.This power greatly calmed Jim's emotions, and gradually, his emotions calmed down.

"Ah, it's so embarrassing." Jim raised his head from Newt's arms and wiped his face. "Do you have any special tear-jerking skills? Why do I cry so easily every time I'm with you?"

Newt kissed him softly again.

Because you rely on me and regard me as your reliance.Therefore, in front of me, it is easier to cry.

Early the next morning.

Newt looked at Jim who had just come down the stairs: "Is there anywhere you want to go?"

Jim blinked, "No."

"Then I'll arrange the itinerary casually." Newt poured him a small glass of milk, and took the map Helen left for him.

"Well, you can arrange it." Jim drank milk from a cup and concentrated on being the hands-off shopkeeper.

For a whole summer vacation, the two men wandered around London.There is no purpose, just to turn around and turn around.Later, after looking around all the places on the map, there was really no interesting place, so Jim took Newt for a walk.

The two even went to the orphanage and the monastery.

It can be seen how free these two people are during their summer vacation this year.

All in all, Newt was able to draw almost a complete map of London in his head before school finally started.

Well, more comprehensive than what John Clay had in mind.

"There's still some time left for school, don't you want to stay for a few more days?" Helen asked.

"No," Newt packed his luggage and patted the dust off his body, "We still have to go to Diagon Alley, and we haven't bought the things we need for the start of school, I haven't bought my textbooks, and Jim needs new ones too. Wizard robes."

"Come on, son," Helen smiled exaggeratedly, "You don't even go to class, what are you doing buying textbooks?"

"I bought it for show," Newt smirked, "If I don't even buy textbooks, you'll probably be invited to tea by the headmaster."

Helen returned him a smirk: "Thank you for your thoughtfulness, son."

"You're welcome," Newt replied very thickly, "Mom."

Diagon Alley.

After Newt and Jim finished shopping for textbooks, they had some spare time.So Newt accompanied Jim to the wizard's robe sewing shop.

Jim Moriarty spent a lot of time in one summer vacation, and the wizard's robe, which was only a finger too small, was really unbearable now.

Slytherin and Hufflepuff have different rules.

Newt was glad he didn't go to Slytherin.

There are many Slytherin balls, big and small, individual, grade, group, and sometimes even hosted by the headmaster.

For every party, we must prepare corresponding clothes, which should not be too simple or too gorgeous, not to lose face of Slytherin, nor to steal the limelight of the host.

All in all, very cumbersome.

There was a long line in the tailor shop, half of them were Slytherins.

No way, among the shops approved by the small circle of Slytherin, this shop is the only one that imitates Hogwarts school uniforms.Although the style and color must be consistent with the school uniform, there is no way to change it, but the material and dark pattern of the clothes can be changed.

Slytherin's wizard robes are basically bought here.

Newt let out a long sigh.

"For Merlin's sake, everyone must buy on the same day?"

Jim pulled a smirk: "It's okay, you can wait for me outside."

"Come on," Newt smirked back at him, "Your expression tells me that if I really go outside and wait for you, we will stop talking today."

Jim smiled smugly.

Newt pinched his face, and then sighed very melancholy: "You grow up too fast, and your face doesn't lose any fat. When you pinch it, the fleshy texture is gone."

"I think we should stop talking today." Jim threatened Newt with a half-smile, "Otherwise I'm worried that we won't be able to talk for the next month."

Newt smiled at his arrogant look.

"I'm going to the cold drink shop, do you have anything to bring?"

Jim curled his lips. "Butterbeer."

"Sorry, you're underage." Newt smirked.

"But the third graders can participate in the Hogwarts Open House, and the school doesn't restrict us from drinking beer," Jim replied triumphantly with a smirk.

"Well," Newt looked at him and nodded, "I'll remember to bring you all kinds of panna cotta."

Jim stared at him with wide eyes: "Excuse me? Did I hear wrong? What did you say to bring me?"

"Pannago." Newt looked at him very kindly, as if looking at a disobedient child. Newt even added very kindly, "One piece of each flavor of panna cotta."

"Merlin's stinky socks, you have already decided what to bring me," Jim said angrily, "Then why are you asking me?!"

"Well," Newt pretended to think for a few minutes, and then gave a very pretended answer, "Maybe, just for fun?"

"I've decided," Jim turned his head away, refusing to look at the nasty boy, "I refuse to communicate with you all day today."

Newt leaned over, kissed Jim lightly on the side of the face, and said with a low smile, "Wait for me to come back."

Jim looked at the long line in a blink of an eye and sighed deeply.

"I think you can go home and have a meal first, no," Jim was very sad, "you can finish your dinner at home. Come and pick me up when you take a walk after dinner."

Newt also looked at the long queue in front of him, and said with a smile, "Then I think I can pick you up tomorrow morning."

"Forget it," Jim sighed pretentiously, and turned his head away, "Let's not talk anymore. I'm afraid I can't help but maim you."

Newt smiled lowly, "Speaking of maiming, I remembered something." Newt took out a pair of cufflinks from the inner pocket of the wizard robe, "I forgot to give you this one."

"What?" Jim turned his head quickly, trying to see what Newt was talking about.Halfway through, I suddenly felt that something was wrong, and I forced myself to turn back, "No, I won't be fooled, I just ignored you, I won't talk to you again today."

Newt chuckled and put a pair of cufflinks in Jim's hands.

"New alchemy product."

Jim curled his lips and muttered in a low voice: "Stingy, when will you give me the ring?"

Fool, is there such a gift for the ring?

If I really give you a ring so casually, then we are basically out of luck.

Newt shook his head with a smile in his heart, then pretended he didn't hear anything, gently rubbed Jim's hair, turned and left.

The ring must be given, of course not now.

When Newt came back, Jim was still queuing bored.

Ah, I suddenly want to activate the servant device in the manor.

Looking at Jim's laziness, Newt sighed inwardly.

In that case, Jim's clothes can be specially made by someone, instead of staying here all the time in line.

Newt sighed deeply, and suddenly felt that he might not be able to hold on to his position.

After all, of course the engagement ring is given at the engagement reception.

At the engagement banquet, he must give Jim a sigh of relief.

Jim was looking around idly, but when he saw Newt coming back, his eyes lit up instantly.

When he saw the custard in Newt's hand, he curled his lips silently.

"You really bought me custard?"

"Well," Newt laughed, "you don't think I'm actually buying you butterbeer, do you?"

Jim shrugged, took the bag from Newt's hand, and smiled wickedly.

"I remember you don't eat custard?"

"Ah," Newt responded casually, "don't eat."

"How can you not like something so delicious as custard?" Jim raised his eyebrows at him.

Newt laughed, "You really should have a good talk with Dumbledore, for Merlin's sake, he asked me that question the other day."

"Oh?" Jim looked at Newt in surprise, "I thought you didn't have a good relationship with him? After all, he has failed your transfiguration course so many times?"

Newt shrugged: "It's okay."

Jim was about to say something, but before he could say anything, it was his turn to measure.

"Handsome boy," the soft ruler twirled on Jim's body mischievously, "he has just the right measurements, such a flexible waist, full of strength," the soft ruler blinked mischievously, and continued to sing out of tune , "Continue to keep that strong body, your girlfriend screams the whole time."

Jim uttered a swear word in his heart, and returned a curse to the soft ruler.Afterwards, the first instinct was to go and see Newt.

Newt didn't have a particularly big reaction, and looked back at him with a smile.However, the eyesight is very narrow.

Jim was relieved in his heart, but at the same time, he was also a little bit disappointed.

The two came out of Diagon Alley with big bags and small bags, and it was almost dark already.

"Let's go to your place tonight," Newt suggested, turning his head to Jim, "I haven't been to where you live yet."

"Okay," Jim blinked, "but you gotta get me butterbeer."

"Oh," Newt rejected him blankly, "That's not going to happen."

Jim sighed pretentiously: "Okay, then let's go to the Pig's Head Bar for a night."

Newt smirked. "Then you can drink butterbeer while I'm asleep, can't you?"

"I said no, do you believe it?" Jim smirked back at him.

"I said I believe it, do you believe it?" Newt smiled bitterly.

"Believe me," said Jim solemnly, "I'll believe everything you tell me."

"Oh," Newt smirked, "Then your ability to open your eyes and tell lies is also very good."

The two ended up spending the night at the Hog's Head.

Jim got his wish and drank his butter beer.

"Ah," Jim burped contentedly, watching Newt come out of the back kitchen, "I'm so happy."

"You're promising," Newt rolled up his sleeves and poured himself a glass of butterbeer, "it's just a glass of beer."

"Who said there is only one glass of beer," Jim smirked, and took another sip of beer. "This is the food you cook, and the beer you mix!"

Newt looked up at him and smiled for a moment.

"After graduation, I will make it for you every day."

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