The right way to attack Moriarty

Jim looked at Black thoughtfully, but didn't speak.

"Can't you see this?" Newt pretended to be very surprised, and joked, "We just want to drive you away."

"Hey," Black whistled frivolously, "Newt, today's painting style is not quite right."

Newt smiled back: "Some things, what should come will always come, what should be done will always be done. Isn't it?"

Black looked at Newt approvingly, and applauded him exaggeratedly.

"Yo, our Artemis has finally grown up."

Newt smiled, but said nothing.

Slytherin shoulders the mission of making the family glorious and glorious. In the eyes of the little snakes, the surname must be carried forward.

However, in fact, the glory of the Artemis family does not need to be carried forward.

On this, there is nothing to argue about.

"School opening dinner, at nine o'clock this weekend, in the lounge on the first floor of the cellar." Black consciously walked past Jim's side with multi-flavored beans, and before leaving, he sent out an invitation, "Are you coming? If you come, I'll leave you a good seat." , no," Blake said with a smirk, "save you a good girl."

"No," Newt thought for a while, but still refused, "The party at the end of the month. The weekend party, after all, is your Slytherin welcome party. I'm a Hufflepuff, so I don't want to join in the fun. "

"It's up to you." Black didn't say anything more, "Anyway, there are a lot of parties, and it's almost enough to show your face once or twice."

"Thanks," Newt stood up, sent Black out of the private room, and thanked him for his invitation.

"You're welcome." Black waved his hand, showing a very familiar smile to Newt: "There will be more places to rely on you from now on."

Newt smiled again, and accepted Black's polite words very warmly and hospitablely.

"By the way," Black smiled narrowly and winked at Newt, "Did you two just—?"

"No," Newt turned his head to the side and smiled, "It's just eating multi-flavored beans." Newt's eyes fell on Jim in the box, and he smiled dotingly, "He ate a particularly nasty one. The taste, you have to pull me into the water, let me taste what it tastes."

Blake showed an expression of "you city people really know how to play", gave him a thumbs up very appreciatively, and said with emotion: "I used to think I was quite good at playing. I'm afraid of the name of this playboy." It’s not a loss. It’s not false at all. Later, when I got to know Jim, I found out that there are really people out there, so I can’t accept it.”

Newt smiled: "He's really good at playing."

"Oh no, don't blame Jim, you—" Blake showed a look of "I can't stand you", "You dare to say that you have no part in this matter?"

Newt smiled, but said nothing.

"Let me just say it," Black nodded knowingly, "With your attitude today, no, with your attitude of dragging you to the sky a few years ago, you didn't pay attention to anyone, and you only need to tie a broomstick, you can Heaven."

"What do you mean," Newt laughed, "I want to go to the sky, but I still need to strap on a broomstick?"

"Well, congratulations, you are already flying in the sky." Blake hurt him, and continued to say what was planned before, "Just your terrific posture can make Jim trouble you like this all day long. If you dare to say something here, you must be better at playing than Jim. Tsk, Jim will suffer in the future."

Newt smiled and answered, "Then don't bother you."

"No," Blake smirked, looking very modest, "I have to learn from you, learn a few more tricks, and what's more, I have to be worthy of the name of this playboy on top of me."

The two chatted at the door, and Black refused to leave, so Newt could only stand and chat with him at the door.

Jim sat inside, frowning at the two of them, thoughtfully. "Is there something wrong with London? It shouldn't be,"

Gavin's mother has not taken any action so far, which is abnormal.

It stands to reason that a woman who was once prominent on the killer list should not be silent at all, even if she is already concentrating on her husband and child at home at this time.

Or, has her behavior been unilaterally suppressed?

Jim frowned.

That's not good.

If she had already contacted Black and the others, then his previous foreshadowing would be meaningless.

Jim's eyes turned around on Black, or did the news he released at the beginning not reach this stupid big man?

Neither.

Although he has been taking the rhythm, Black and Gavin don't seem to have any special intersection.

If Gavin's mother had already contacted Black and the others, then, more or less, there would always be some rumors.

Forget it, Jim pinched his eyebrows.

This summer vacation, he originally wanted to put on a faceless look and cling to Newt.In fact, I went to the field to find out the status quo of the magic world.Unexpectedly, Newt would not play his cards according to common sense, and would rather waste a whole summer vacation in London with him.Nor would he be allowed into the wizarding circle.Tsk, two full months were wasted in London.

Jim sighed deeply.

Such things as voting certificates can be met but not sought.

If you miss this time and find an opportunity to join that organization next time, it will not be so easy.

"By the way," Black suddenly pushed the door open and poked his head out.

"What?" Jim laughed, looking at him very sincerely.

"Well, the dean asked me to tell you, after the dinner today, go to the cellar to find him about that project." After Black finished speaking, he winked narrowly, "I heard that there are some new developments, and I have been talking about the project." I can't even contact you," Blake shrugged, "I just came to inform you about this today, but I was so happy talking with your man that I almost forgot."

"Tsk," Jim glanced at him dissatisfied, "Is it okay on the long table?"

"Hey, stop teasing, boy," Blake winked flirtatiously, "I'm dating a beauty tonight."

"Gavin?" Jim showed an expression of "I understand that you don't have to hide everything, you just admit it, you just like Gavin".

"Cough." Black coughed dryly, but did not deny it.

Jim raised an eyebrow.

It seemed that Blake had indeed hooked up with Gavin's mother.

Gee.

"I found out that you care about Gavin," Newt didn't know when he came in, and stood aside, looking at him with folded arms.

"Is there?" Jim opened his eyes wide and looked at Newt innocently. "Do I care about Gavin?"

"Yes." Black dismantled the situation very shamelessly.

"Okay," Jim looked at them with "nothing to do with you", and said in a very relaxed tone, "I just care about my potential rival in love, is there anything wrong with that?"

"It's okay." Newt smirked, with a bad tone.

"Cough." Black coughed dryly again, and his malicious eyes swept over Newt.

"Look at what I'm doing, even if I want to play any new tricks, I have to wait until you leave," Newt smirked at Black again, "I won't give you a chance to learn new tricks."

Blake shrugged.

The three of you were talking one sentence at a time, and the scenery outside the window was skipped.

"So," Jim sighed deeply, "Blake, if you want to find Gavin, it's useless to stay here."

"I told you, I won't look for him." Black held his forehead helplessly, "How deeply did you misunderstand me?"

Jim smirked and ignored him.Jim secretly tugged on Newt's shirt: "Lend me your compression bag."

"What do you want that for?" Newt asked casually, took it out from the suitcase on the side, and handed it to him, "The spell is falling apart."

"You are so cruel." Jim smirked, took out a few books from the box, and politely asked Blake, "Do you want to read some books for entertainment?"

Blake twitched the corner of his mouth, very helpless: "No, absolutely not, I'd rather see you."

"Excuse me?" Newt glanced up at Black with a half-smile.

Black smirked: "Forget it, I'll watch Newt."

Jim responded to him with a smile: "I don't mind if you look at it. Let me tell you, Newt is the most handsome when he is reading."

Newt picked a book at random from Jim's hand, and looked at him with raised eyebrows after hearing this.

"No, don't," Jim forced the book back to him, "Look, look, you read, I'll read you."

Newt sighed: "So, why on earth do you have to take the Hogwarts Express with me?"

Jim blinked, and said nonsense: "Let's experience the life of a little wizard."

"Forget it, whatever you want," Newt handed him the book, and took out another stack of parchment, "I don't read this."

"Newt thinks that's too childish." Black made a fool of himself.

"That's not it." Newt looked at him with raised eyebrows, "After all, I'm a person who has even passed the elementary transfiguration."

"By the way, Newt," Black seemed to remember something, "that, Gavin—"

dong dong dong.

The box door was knocked.

Jim lowered his head and turned over a page of the book, and smirked: "Hey, your Gavin is here."

"Sure, Black's great summoning technique." Newt smiled, glanced at Black, and motioned for him to open the door himself.

"Please come in." Blake forgot to glance at the two in disdain, and cast an unlocking spell on the door with his hands, and said loudly, "The door is not locked."

The author has something to say: Well, eat sweets, don’t force me to break glass.Jim is so obedient, he insists on forcing me to write about how he and Newt are doing tricks when they get along→_→It’s not cute at all, although I don’t write about him and he’s always doing tricks, but I don’t If you write it, you can eat sugar well.