The right way to attack Moriarty

Gavin laughed: "Did Jim Moriarty do something outrageous again?"

"Heh," Newt laughed inexplicably, but didn't speak.

When he can stop doing things that make people hate people, he won't be called Jim Moriarty.

Gavin didn't ask any more questions, Newt always has all kinds of weird hobbies, but most of Newt's hobbies are related to that Slytherin boy, "To be honest, I know you as well It's been four years, why does it always feel like your life revolves around Jim?"

"Is there?" Newt froze for a moment.I thought I didn't like talking to him all the time.

"Well, it's obvious." Gavin looked back at him. "Whenever you do something, just guess at Jim. It's almost impossible to guess."

"Well," Newt replied indifferently, "Maybe he was born to restrain me, and I haven't been free since I met him."

Before the age of 11, I could still do something I wanted to do, and later——

Tsk, thinking about it this way, I can't really blame Jim.

After all, what he wants to do after the age of 11 is not a job, but Jim.

Not long after Gavin sat down, Jim pushed open the door and came in with a bag of snacks in his hand, complaining to Newt as he walked.

"For Merlin's sake, can you stop asking me to buy you beer in the future," Jim was complaining, when he looked up, he saw Gavin sitting next to Newt, looking at him now, smiling Confidently, Jim closed his voice, and stopped what he didn't say in the second half.

Gavin clicked his tongue, and then teased Jim: "That's right, you can't get used to Newt anymore and give him beer. You see, he has been drinking every day in the dormitory recently, and his belly is almost out of it."

"What are you talking about?" Newt turned his head and said to Gavin with a smile, then took the snacks from Jim, picked out a few that looked good, and threw them to Gavin, "Snacks can't stop you Your mouth is your word."

Gavin made a silent gesture: "You two, I am alone, and I will not argue with you. I will bow to the evil forces."

Jim folded his arms and looked at Gavin, raised his chin, "Really, give way to the evil forces first."

"Tsk, can you consider the feelings of single people? It's not boring to be together every day." Gavin stood up and said, "By the way, evil forces, thank you for your suggestion."

"What?" Jim was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed, "Oh, the suicide one? It's nothing. It's just a Slytherin idiom. I don't say it, your mother can figure it out. Speaking of which, what is she doing now? How is it?"

"I'm traveling around the world with my dad," Gavin complained slightly dissatisfied. "Really, they would rather take the dog at home than me. I really don't know who is their biological son."

"Are you scolding your parents, or yourself?" Newt smiled and rolled up the parchment, pulled the schoolbag aside, and stuffed the parchment into it.

"Don't underestimate that black dog," Jim smiled and sat down beside Newt, "You've been in the wizarding world for so long, haven't you noticed that there is a three-headed dog on the Black family crest? dog?"

"Huh?" Gavin was stunned for a moment, "You mean, isn't that an ordinary dog?"

"Of course," Jim nodded, "as a dog, his role is much greater than yours."

"Why do you think you're teasing and scolding me?" Gavin raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

"Illusion." Jim smiled and opened a pack of strange beans.

Newt silently glanced at the Strange Bean and sighed deeply.

"I shouldn't have asked you to buy this. Are you addicted to eating strange beans?"

"Life is like flavored beans." Jim lowered his head and rummaged through the flavored beans. "What color do you want?"

"No," Newt said, refusing this risky and retarded activity. "I don't need any color. I never believed that this kind of thing has a normal taste."

"Tsk, you're prejudice," Jim mocked Newt with disgust, then turned to look at Gavin. "Gavin, what color would you like one?"

"Uh, blue ones, thank you." Gavin took the blue strange-flavored beans and muttered to himself, "Why do I always bow to the evil forces? Forget it, I hope the taste is not too bad."

Newt and Jim stared at him in unison, as if he had eaten something precious.

"How does it taste?" Newt asked him gloatingly.

"Uh, it's okay, it probably tastes like blueberries." Gavin tasted it, "It's just a little too sweet."

"Look," Jim handed the strange-flavored beans to Newt, "I told you that you are prejudiced, try one?"

"No," Newt refused him again without hesitation, "I never believed that this kind of thing had a normal taste."

"What's the fun in life if you don't eat weird beans?" Jim took back the weird beans in disgust, and didn't continue to force Newt to try new things.

"By the way, speaking of blueberries," Gavin said suddenly, "my mother has always said that she wants to see you."

"Excuse me, Blueberry, and Mrs. Jill, why can't I see the necessary connection between the two?" Jim stuffed a handful of strange-flavored beans into his mouth and asked vaguely.

Newt couldn't bear to look directly and turned his head away.

He could even imagine the taste of this handful of strange beans.

Distressed Jim's taste system for 1 minute.

He always thought that Jim would eat it by the handful only when he was playing tricks on him.

Unexpectedly, this unlucky boy went crazy, even cheating himself.

"However, it probably won't happen now," Gavin said regretfully.

Jim swallowed the strange-flavored beans in his mouth, with a calm face, he waved his hand very generously and calmly: "It's okay, there will be opportunities in the future."

"That's right," Gavin nodded in agreement, "When the current limelight passes, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

"Let me tell you, my mother's blueberry jam is delicious, much better than the school cafeteria—"

On the day when the new term at Hogwarts started, for some reason, there was a sudden wind.

There was lightning and thunder outside, with bursts of muffled noise, accompanied by the dark night.Even the Thestrals who came to pick up the students snorted restlessly.

Jim poured the remaining strange-flavored beans in the bag into his mouth, and sighed deeply.

"Now you know how to sigh?" Newt tilted his head and laughed at him, "Do you think it's too unpalatable, so you have mixed flavors?"

"I'm a sigh of contentment," Jim forcefully said.

"Yes, yes," Newt didn't continue to argue with him, "This is a sigh of satisfaction, eating so many strange flavors at once must be very satisfying."

"Of course," Jim laughed, under the night, no specific expression could be seen.

This semester is destined to be restless.

Even though the whole dinner party was very peaceful, even a little bland.

Cooperating with the lightning and thunder outside, there were bursts of muffled thunder, which subsided after the sound, and then sounded again.

The sweltering heat seemed to have reached this hall from outside through the Forbidden Forest, across the Black Lake.

Everyone sat drowsily in their seats, and didn't even bother to take another look at the principal who was speaking.

It seems that it takes a lot of effort for them to take another look.

The headmaster pulled his worn-out voice, and delivered a high-pitched and impassioned speech on the professor's long table.

Newt was bored and took out his parchment. On the train, Jim entered the door and interrupted his train of thought. There is still a little room for improvement in this magic circle.

Now, with thunder rolling outside, I don't want to do anything, so I just finished drawing the part that I didn't finish before.

Newt didn't even notice when the professor stood up from the long table.

Until the professor stood by Hufflepuff's long table and knocked on the table in front of Gavin.

Gavin was stunned for a moment, then looked up at the professor in puzzlement.

Newt calmly drew the last stroke of the magic circle, and looked up at their Hufflepuff professor.

The man didn't say much, he made eye contact with Gavin, and then walked out of the hall first.

Gavin stood up blankly, followed behind the professor, and also left the hall.

Newt put down the parchment in his hand, looked at his friend's back, and suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

This premonition intensified in the evening.

Gavin didn't go back to the dormitory.

"Do you know where Gavin went?" Newt rarely asked his bedmate about things.

"Gavin?" The other two people in the same bed were confused, "I don't know, hasn't he been with you all the time?"

"He was called away by the dean," Newt explained to the two while putting on his coat, "he hasn't shown up since the branch. It's been five hours, even if something big happened, the dean should I've already finished talking to him."

Another burst of muffled thunder.

Newt picked up the wand beside him: "It's raining harder and harder, no, I have to find him."

"We'll go with you." The roommate grabbed his wand and followed Newt.

"It's raining so hard, we can't find a solution, we should ask the dean first." The roommate suggested.

"Well," Newt nodded, and responded casually, but he didn't have any hope in his heart.Because the dean always gets off work on time and on time, he basically never stays at Hogwarts for an extra second. "You go to the dean first, and I will go to another place to take a look."

Newt was used to being alone, and the roommates didn't say anything, they just told him to be careful.

In the end, the dean was actually still in the office.

The roommates knocked on the door of Head Hufflepuff's office.

"Come in, the door is unlocked," the dean's voice came from inside the door, and he looked at the two people outside the door, "What's the matter?"

"Oh, it's like this," a roommate stood up and explained to the dean, "Isn't there a curfew soon, but Gavin hasn't come back yet, so let's ask."

"Gavin hasn't returned yet?" The dean was also stunned, his expression almost frozen on his face, "I saw him enter the Hufflepuff common room with my own eyes."

"No, he didn't go back. We have been staying in the dormitory since the end of the branch, and he has never gone back."

"How about it," the dean quickly stood up, picked up the coat at the side, and closed the office door by the way, "Go back first, I'll look for Gavin, in such bad weather, if he goes to the Forbidden Forest , then things will explode.”

"By the way, if Gavin goes back, don't ask too many questions. He's in a bad mood recently. If there's an argument, let him go." Head Hufflepuff didn't know what to think of, and turned to tell them.

The thunder outside thundered again and again, muffled, and the Hufflepuff common room was crowded with people, many girls huddled together and shivered.

"The last time the thunder was so loud, the Black Lake was almost flooded."

"That's right, I don't know what's wrong this time, why did it suddenly rain so heavily?"

"Who knows, we're alright, at least we're on the ground. Like Slytherin, the whole dormitory is underwater. It's cold and cold. When it rains, we can't live without a fireplace. .”

……

When Newt returned to the dorm for the third time, Gavin was already there.

Newt let out a long sigh of relief.

"What did the Dean ask you for?" Newt asked, "You ran out in the middle of the night, and it was still raining outside, which really surprised me."

Gavin sat in front of the table in a daze, and when he heard Newt's words, he didn't react for a moment.

"Oh it's all right."

"Tsk, you look in the mirror yourself, this pale face, your appearance, and you say you are fine. Do you think I can believe it?"

Gavin glanced at the two roommates who were already sound asleep, and clenched the wand in his hand.

"I said it's fine!"

Newt frowned, and the ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Accompanied by the bursts of muffled thunder, the tranquility hidden under the storm was completely broken.

The next morning.

When the dean walked into their dormitory, the two roommates hadn't gotten up yet.

Newt was changing, and Gavin had just finished brushing his teeth.

"Gavin, come with me to the office." Head Hufflepuff glanced at Newt, paused, and then added, "Newt is coming too."

When the dean led them into the office, Newt saw the dead body of a black dog in the room, and his brother Theseus.

"Although it is a pity, we still have to tell you, Mr. Jill, we have tried our best."

Theseus spoke very official words to Gavin, with a sincere and sad expression.

It's just that besides sadness, there is more emotion like worry and anxiety.

Gavin seemed to have been mentally prepared for a long time, and he was very calm at the moment.

"If the wizards can't salvage it, I can pay for the Muggles."

"I will no longer handle this matter through the Ministry of Magic in the wizarding world." Gavin raised his eyes, his eyes were sharp, like his mother, this once very kind and innocent boy, experienced the baptism of thunder and lightning, and completed the transformation "I don't think the Ministry of Magic has the right to interfere in this matter, given the fact that neither of my parents are wizards."

Gavin lightly denied his mother's wizard status.

"No," Theseus corrected him, "your mother is a Black, and she belongs to our world."

Gavin sneered and denied: "My mother is a Jill, a Muggle Jill. I'm sorry, sir."

"What if, if I say, Mrs. Gil left something for you?" Theseus hesitated, and another wizard who came with him quickly interrupted him, "No, Theseus, you can't !"

"I can! This is the only way!" Theseus had a fierce dispute with his companion, "The clue has been broken! We have been guarding day and night for so long, and the clue has been broken! It is almost In a year, have you had a good night's sleep, had a good dream, and returned home once?! We have worked hard for so long, and finally we have a clue, do we have to give up like this?"

"This is against the rules!"

"Fuck his rules!" Theseus was visibly irritable, "Just because of the rules, the rules, the rules, if it wasn't for that bullshit rule, how could Jill and his wife be killed under our noses?!"

Theseus's companions froze, "That can't be our fault, who would have known such a coincidence that they were killed just as we were reporting to work."

Gavin sneered: "I'm not interested in your so-called last words. I won't do anything that can help you. Please move your noble legs and get out of Hogwarts."

"Think about it again," Theseus persuaded him earnestly, "Maybe there is a video of the murderer who killed Jill and his wife in it!"

Gavin turned away, refusing to speak to the Ministry lackeys.

"Professor, if there is nothing else, I'll go back first." Gavin greeted the Head of Hufflepuff politely and coldly.

Head Hufflepuff sighed and waved to him: "Go back."

Newt took a few steps forward, trying to stop Gavin, but finally got out of the way.

Theseus looked at Newt with hatred: "Why didn't you stop him?!"

Newt looked at Gavin's back and chuckled: "Haven't you noticed it yet? Brother, your boss has an insider. What am I doing to stop Gavin? Do you want to pass the news to that insider?"

"Impossible!" Theseus and his companions refuted Newt's guess in unison, "We are very strict internally, and there is no such thing as internal response!"

"Believe it or not, it's up to you, there won't be such a coincidence in this world," Newt sighed, "Speaking of which, why did you call me here to appease the victim's family?"

"Oh, I have something else for you," Theseus said to Newt, "Take your Yama and come with us, we need to track down a dangerous organization."

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