The right way to attack Moriarty

Since school started, both Newt and Jim have been busy.

In the end, Jim chose to join the so-called potion research organization, and he didn't mention it to Newt.

And Newt didn't pay too much attention to Jim's current movements.The previous document on the bilateral agreement between Britain and France had already kept him busy, and he really didn't have any extra time to care about Jim's little tricks behind the scenes.

After that, Newt once again devoted himself to the study of the Obscure.

Before, he had been able to successfully export his magic power, and used the exported magic power to make an alchemy product.

During the potion accident, the cufflinks blocked most of the magical impact for Jim, and was even praised by the doctor in the medical room because of it.From this point of view, the quality of the by-products refined by Newt—alchemy products—should be really good.

However, in general, the steps for a normal wizard to export magic power are not the same as the steps for a silent person to export magic power out of the body.

Because the silent person has no way to control the flow of his magic power, it adds a lot of difficulty to this matter.

For the Obscure who can't control their own magic power, they have no way to export the Obscurity in their body, that is to say, they have no way to complete the export of the Obscurity's magic power alone.If you want to export the magic power of the silent one out of your body, you have to resort to external forces.

There are many kinds of external forces, such as potions, alchemy products, help from other wizards, and so on.

Newt had tried a number of different approaches, without any noticeable success.Next, he plans to try a whole new field.

During this month, he has been busy continuing to sort out his thoughts, and occasionally went to Dumbledore's office.

one day.

Newt once again skipped the transfiguration class openly. It is worth mentioning that, given the deep friendship he and Dumbledore cultivated at some point, now Dumbledore finally stopped skipping his class. Preoccupied.Newt turned on his Transfiguration, randomly found an abandoned classroom, and put the stacks of materials in his hand on the table.Newt took a deep breath, bowed his head resignedly, and began to study the information of the Obscure, as well as his latest ideas.

Time passed little by little.

The sun rises slowly from the east and gradually moves to the center.

"Damn it," Newt, who had been "obsessed with learning and unable to extricate himself", raised his head suddenly and used a time magic as if he suddenly remembered something.

11: 30.

"Damn it, I'm going to be late," Newt quickly packed up his things, got up in a hurry, and left the room in a hurry, regardless of the overturned table and chairs. Hogwarts map.

The stairs on the fourth floor are in the due north, and the place he met with Jim is in the due south on the second floor. The Hogwarts castle is neither big nor small, at least in the north-south direction, it is extremely wide, even if there is no From time to time, it takes a full hour to change the movable stairs in the other direction.

However, it was too late.

He made an appointment with Jim at twelve o'clock, and there was still half an hour left.

Newt quickly ran through the mini-map of Hogwarts in his mind.

"Let me think about it," Newt strode all the way, recalling the map of Hogwarts in his mind all the way, "in the stairs on the fourth floor, the stone statue with armor can move, the fourth row, twenty How soon is it—?”

a row.

Two rows.

Newt quickly walked past the rows of stone statues, walking hurriedly.

sixteen.

eighteen.

22.

By the way, it is here.

Newt stood next to the No.20 armor in the second row, circled the armor clockwise twice, and stopped on the left side of the stone statue.

Immediately afterwards, the original armor creaked, the worn armor turned 45 degrees, and then bowed back to Newt.

The old stone statue creaked, and Newt stood aside patiently, waiting for the stone statue to move away by itself.

After two creaks, the armor moved aside by itself as it said on the map, revealing an underground passage.

It was a short flight of stairs that went directly down from the stairs on the fourth floor to the second floor.

Compared to going around to the other end of the fourth floor, and then going around to the second floor's stairway from the other end, this is basically a direct way.

Newt walked down the passage under the armor step by step. Near the exit, he suddenly heard a dispute from outside.

The second biggest festival on Friday morning, isn't the whole academy in class?

The voice of the dispute is getting louder, and the content of the dispute is becoming clearer and clearer.

Newt stopped in his tracks.

Judging from the voice, he knew at least one of the two people outside.

He can't go out now.

"As I said, my mother disagrees," said a clear voice with anger, "Don't block me, I still have to go to class!"

"What kind of class are you taking?" Another voice sounded, different from the previous cynical, his voice was very low, revealing a threatening taste, "Stop taking it, look at yourself, you are sick like this , what class do you still have?"

The man sneered while talking, and even took two steps forward.The noble's special boots stepped on the floor, making a rattling sound, matching his words, full of a sense of compulsion.

Newt froze for a moment.The first person was Gavin, he was basically sure of that, but the latter one——it was because he recognized that person's voice that he was so surprised.

Black has never had a good impression of Muggle-born wizards. It's not that Newt is prejudiced against the Black family, but because the family motto of the Black family is eternal purity. Their family has advocated pure blood for generations. How could he talk to Gavin's family? so close.

"So it was you who did it?!" The voice that was clear and bright before suddenly raised its voice, "How dare you use the sick spell on me?!"

"Why don't I dare?" The deep voice was still unhurried, "If your mother still doesn't cooperate with us next time, then I will not use the sickness curse, but the Avada Kedavra gone."

"Passed out."

"Except your weapons."

……

Something flashed through Newt's mind, and soon, he was interrupted by the noise outside the door.

Gavin Gill, who has always been known as "Mr. Hufflepuff's good temper", actually took the lead in pulling out his wand at Blake.

It deserves it, let Blake owe it again.

Newt followed silently in his heart.

Black didn't want to be outdone, but probably because he asked Gavin, he didn't attack very hard. The two of them went back and forth, but they did a lot of tricks.

However, no matter in terms of age, actual combat experience, or other aspects, Black is much, much better than Gavin, and Gavin is not Black's opponent at all.

Newt just silently made a strength assessment for the two of them. As soon as he put his hand on the doorknob, before he had time to push the door open, the scuffle between the two outside was over.

Of course, Black won an overwhelming victory and unilaterally declared the battle over.

Gavin was hit by Black's curse, and he knelt on the floor miserably.

Well, this pose is not bad.

Newt, who pushed open the door, watched the very strange scene in front of him, and silently commented.

"Ah!" Gavin fell to his knees, his reaction seemed to be much delayed.It was less than half a minute before he noticed his wound, and let out a very tragic wail, the sound almost resounded throughout Hogwarts.

Blake didn't say anything.

"Excuse me," Newt smirked, and cast an unraveling spell on Gavin, and cast another healing spell, "May I know what happened between you two?"

"Oh, nothing," Black said blankly, but answered Newt's question anyway, "A little personal matter."

Newt turned to look at Gavin.

Gavin didn't show any expression. After saying thank you to Newt, he pursed his lips and said seriously, "It's really nothing. It's just a private matter between me and Black."

"As you please," Newt had no interest in meddling since both of them had the same answer.Although he felt that he already knew the whole story, it was still someone else's business, and he couldn't interfere too much, "Since there is nothing wrong, you'd better get out of the scene before the administrator comes. Private fights The punishment is enough for you to do labor service for the whole semester."

Gavin pursed his lips and thanked him again.

Black raised his eyebrows and glanced at Newt, turned and left without saying a word.

When Jim came over, Black and Gavin just left one after the other.

"I thought I was waiting for you," Jim laughed, looking around, "I didn't expect you to come so early today."

Newt smiled: "Do you still have class this afternoon?"

Jim: "There's a section, what's the matter?"

"Nothing, just ask."

"Oh," Jim asked suddenly after walking a few steps beside Newt, "was Gavin's scream just now?"

Newt froze for a moment, and then answered him: "Well, Gavin and Blake started fighting for some reason."

"Ah?" Jim pretended to be very surprised, and asked him with his mouth wide open, "Has the matter been resolved? Why did they start fighting?!"

"Who knows," Newt said coldly, as if he was very dissatisfied with the dispute between Gavin and Black, but Newt's voice remained flat, "Don't worry, it's a private matter, who knows what it is."

"Well," Jim asked again, "is it serious? How painful it is to wail like that!"

"I checked for Gavin, nothing happened, no injuries."

"That's good," Jim heaved a sigh of relief, letting go of a hanging heart, "it's good that it's not hurt. Who knows what kind of wind that guy Blake is having, Gavin is such a kind person, he doesn't know either take care of it--"

Newt raised his eyelids and glanced at him, but said nothing.

"By the way," Newt said, "I have already let Yan Mo get the British-French bilateral agreement you mentioned earlier from the Italian group."

Jim froze for a moment, then quickly returned to his normal expression.

"That's really great." Jim was very happy, even a little bit excited, and relieved.

"However—" Newtra raised his voice.

"What?" Jim asked very cooperatively.

Newt swallowed his words, "However, if you get into such a big trouble in the future, you won't be able to help you so cheaply."

"Then the more expensive ones," Jim said with a smirk, "How about the meat (dama) compensation?"

Newt smiled and shook his head, but said nothing.

That night, Newt went back to the dorm.

Coincidentally, Gavin was the only one in the dormitory at the time.

The fourth grade boy stood by the window, his lonely figure looked a little pitiful.

"Gavin," Newt called to him.

"What?" The light brown-haired boy turned his head and stared at him.

The boy was no longer the crying little boy back then, his eyes were full of innocence.At this moment, the young man inadvertently turned his gaze, tainted with slight caution and precaution.

Three years of living in Hogwarts not only brought about a shrinking figure, but also an improvement in the level of magic power control.What's more, there is spiritual maturity, as well as the assimilation and protection brought by the academy.

Gavin is no longer the naive child who said whatever he had, and believed whatever you said.Even if he stared at Newt again, the boy's eyes were no longer timid, but a little more vigilant. However, after realizing that it was Newt, this vigilance was suppressed a lot.

It seems that Gavin has changed a lot in the past few years in the wizarding world.

Newt thought boredly.

In the second grade, Gavin was not so cautious.

In the blink of an eye, a little crying bag who doesn't understand anything has grown into a little badger who can fight against Black.

The only thing that remains the same is probably the light brown hair.

"What are you looking at?" Gavin asked when he noticed that Newt's gaze had been on him.

"It's nothing," Newt said with a smile, "I was just thinking, if you get lost in the Artemis jungle again, if you want to fool you away, you will probably have to use two cuff buttons. One cuff button is probably enough."

"Hey," Gavin smiled, "I thought you forgot about it."

"No way," Newt laughed, "It's the first time I've been fooling someone since I've grown up."

"Really?" Gavin stared at him half-believingly.

"Fake." Newt laughed, reaching out and handing Gavin a box.

"What?" Gavin looked at Newt suspiciously.

"Open it up," Newt raised his chin, motioning for him to open it.

"Tie pin?" Gavin looked up at Newt.

"Anti-curse." Newt added, "It was originally intended to be given to Jim, but now it seems that you need this more."

"Come on," Gavin smiled narrowly, "You can use it to coax Jim, it's bad enough that I was cheated by you once."

"He doesn't need it for the time being." Newt didn't take the box back. "Black's methods are endless, and you need some alchemy products."

"It's okay." Gavin closed his smile, his face was flat, "He just scared me and didn't dare to touch me."

"The sick spell is enough for you," Newt said. "What's more, they have all kinds of evil spells in their house. You should put this tie clip away first, and replace it when the alchemy products that are mailed back arrive."

"It's really not necessary." Gavin declined again.

"Whatever you want," Newt didn't argue with him again, but he didn't take back the tie clip either, "If Black does anything to you again, you can come to me."

The light brown-haired boy froze for a moment, as if he didn't expect Newt to say that.

"Don't worry, I don't dare to say anything else," Newt said with a consoling smile, "But in this regard, I can still contribute a little bit."

"Okay." The light brown-haired boy smiled sincerely, bringing out a bit of his old appearance.

Some worship, some hazy, and some confused and helpless.

Newt didn't care either. He could guess a little bit about the matter between Gavin and Black, but he didn't guess much.

Moreover, in the final analysis, this is really a private matter of Blake's family.

Although relying on his surname, it is not impossible for him to intervene in this matter, but in the final analysis, he is also an outsider.Moreover, in that case, it would be too bad for Gavin's face.

Soon, a month passed.

There was no further news about Gavin and Black, and at the same time, Jim seemed to be quieter.

"Are you going to the banquet tonight?" Jim found Newt in the library and asked casually.

"Go," Newt looked up at him, "Didn't it be agreed a long time ago?"

"Well," Jim sat down beside Newt, and after a while, he said, "Slytherin's banquet, well, if, if you didn't prepare a dress—"

Newt smiled, and he patted the shoulder of the boy beside him, "Don't worry, since I'm going, I won't be wearing Hufflepuff's school uniform."

Jim smiled, and Newt said nothing.

"What are you writing?" Jim leaned forward. "Your cursive handwriting is beautiful."

"It's nothing," Newt turned his head and smiled, "Come on, I think your handwriting is pretty and pretty."

"Tsk," Jim shook his head, "Xiaoqi, listen, is this a compliment?"

"No," Newt said cheekily, "that's a compliment."

"You're not human!"

I was not.

Newt smiled, but said nothing.

"Do you want to do your homework?" Newt asked. "There are still two hours to write a Potions treatise before going to dinner."

"No," Jim smirked, "I want to watch your homework."

"Excuse me?" Newt turned to look at him. "Can you be any more boring?"

"No," Jim leaned over and kissed Newt on the cheek, "I think it's very funny."

"Library, pay attention to the influence." Newt was unprepared and was successfully attacked by him, shaking his head helplessly.

"Tsk, I can kiss you in the lobby, let alone the library."

The author has something to say: happy birthday baby, there will be another chapter update at [-]:[-] noon, love you all