The right way to attack Moriarty

"Yes." The people behind him answered in unison.

"Well," Jim stood on the streets of London, looking around without any focus.After a while, he put out his cigarette and asked casually.

"Is there any gum?"

"You still eat this." A younger boy stood up with a slightly teasing tone.

The kids weren't afraid of him, which was good.

"No way," Jim laughed, with a helpless look on his face, "the house is very strict and smoking is not allowed."

The old people who followed Jim knew who Jim was referring to, and they couldn't bear to look directly at him.A few days ago, their boss was baffled, but after a long time, he was caught off guard again, which was so sour.

But the group of children who just came to Jim's side didn't know much about these things.

Some people even asked the people on the side: "When did the professor get married, why don't we know?"

marry? !Get married, don't you see that he doesn't even have a ring on his hand? !

After hearing these words from the children, Jim gave a rare smile.

The new term after Christmas.

black lake.

Jim came out of the bedroom and walked to the edge of the Black Lake.

As for Newt, he was blowing by the Black Lake right now.

The Black Lake at Hogwarts is calm.Occasionally a few waves hit, bringing a series of small water droplets and bubbling.

The waves under the black lake are turbulent, completely different from the calm and peaceful appearance before.

Newt leaned against a tree on one side, staring at the foam in the black lake from time to time in a daze.

The mermaid, who almost never shows its head up, occasionally jumps out of the black lake, takes a deep breath, and then plunges in again.

There are more and more people studying at the edge of the Black Lake, and they are getting noisier.

The rampage of magical animals has probably come to an end.

Newt leaned against a willow tree by the Black Lake, letting his mind go.

When Jim came over, Newt was still so engrossed in watching the foam on the black lake that he didn't even notice.

Excessive exhaustion had exhausted Newt's energy, and he really didn't have the mood to pay attention to so many things at the moment.

When Jim came, there was a whiff of tobacco, accompanied by a faint aroma of cherry blossoms.

To be honest, these two flavors are mixed together, which is indescribably weird.It's just that Newt just wants to empty his mind now, and doesn't want to think about so many messy things.

Jim stopped beside Newt, laughed, but didn't say anything, just stood there, his eyes followed Newt's, and fell on the lake.

Neither spoke nor moved.

Newt glanced at him, then quickly returned to the lake.

Dimly, that familiar yet unfamiliar smell lingered around Newt's side vaguely.

Newt didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, letting the scent of cherry blossoms mixed with tobacco smell surround him.

"How are you feeling recently?" Jim broke the silence and spoke first.

"It's okay, it's very comfortable when you're not around, at least you don't need to worry about it." Newt said lazily.

Jim made a laugh: "I didn't ask that," then turned his head to stare at Newt, his eyes fell on Newt's face, and even circled around his eyes, "The irritable feeling before, Is there any more?"

"Oh," Newt said indifferently, his eyes were still on the lake without any focus, "the potion is very good."

Jim chuckled: "I thought you'd say thank you."

"Is it useful?" Newt's eyes wandered over the black lake, from the foam on the lake to the branches by the lake, and even the willow leaves hanging low on the lake. Newt paused for a moment, but there was no expression behind Go on, "Of course, if you want to hear it, then, thank you."

"You're welcome," Jim smiled and waved his hands. Soon, he put his hands in his pockets again. He wanted to say something, but he pursed his lips, looking a little hesitant.

Newt had no interest in caring what the hell he was thinking, or wasting time on potion recipes, arguments, or whatever.

The rampage of magical animals is just the beginning of Randall's counterattack, and there will definitely be more and more troubles in the future.He might be caught off guard by the ensuing questions, and he needs to start preparing in advance.

He is no longer that carefree teenager, he needs to grow up quickly, and he has his own responsibilities to bear.Similarly, he can no longer indulge in the so-called love affair, even if the running-in between him and Jim is only the last step, he doesn't want to do it anymore.

At this moment, he really didn't have extra energy and time to think about these things.

Love is just an adjustment, not a necessity in life.

In any case, Fantastic Beasts cannot do evil in the entire wizarding world.

"Newt," Jim's hands were in his trouser pockets, the palms were already a little wet, "Would you like to live with me?"

"I don't want to," Newt subconsciously refused directly, but before he finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong. He suddenly withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Jim, with some surprise mixed with indifference.

"Are you kidding me?"

"No." Jim raised his head and looked straight at Newt. His hands were finally willing to be taken out of his trouser pockets, and at the same time he brought out a delicate plush box, "I'm serious."

"What's your logic?" Newt made him laugh angrily, "We're not even a couple right now, why did you propose directly?"

Jim laughed, and there was even some ridicule and joke in his eyes.

"I think, the direct marriage proposal probably didn't start with me."

Newt froze for a moment, remembering his presumptuous behavior, then shook his head with a smile.

The atmosphere is just right.

Jim stuffed the plush box into Newt's hand. Newt raised his eyelids and gave him a look, but he didn't refuse.

"I don't know what style you like, so I just bought one at random. Anyway, in the future, um, you will replenish it for me, right?"

Jim looked at Newt.There was a faint light in the deep eyes.

Newt looked at Jim, but finally shook his head in refusal.

"Jim, I don't take it."

Jim pursed his lips, and after a while, he smiled and said, "Can I know why?"

"Not suitable." Newt handed the box in his hand to Jim, "You're right, we are not suitable."

"The world is so big, how can there be such a suitable one?" Jim kept his hands in his pockets, and did not pick up the plush box in Newt's hand. He looked at Newt stubbornly, trying to convince the man in front of him, " Everyone is a remnant, grinding each other, grinding away each other's edges and corners. Didn't everyone get along step by step?"

"Yes, that's the crux of the matter," Newt straightened up and looked directly at Jim, "I don't want to run in with you anymore."

"I'm tired, Jim."

Jim didn't expect Newt to say that, he pursed his lips, and finally made a decision.

"If you don't want to run in, then don't run in."

"If," Jim raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were straight, full of longing and hope, and even a great determination to break the boat, "from now on, I will take your position as my position, and your criterion as my criterion. Don't do one more thing, I won't interfere in anything without your permission, are you still willing to let me come back to you?"

Newt sighed deeply.

"Jim, do you think I'll believe it?"

"I don't have much time to play guessing games with you anymore."

"I'm telling the truth," Jim looked anxious, trying to say something.However, Newt no longer wanted to hear his explanation.

"There's nothing else, you can go." Newt leaned on the willow carelessly and began to drive people away.

"Newt, I have stopped all arrangements in the wizarding world. If you want, I can even hand over all the people in the wizarding world to you. Give me a little more time, and wait for me to come from the underground forces in London. Get out, I-"

Jim seems to have spent all his money this time. He intends to share all the power in the wizarding world in his hands with Newt, just to get Newt to reunite with him.

However, Newt didn't even look at him again.

Even so, Jim did not leave. On the contrary, he insisted on standing by Newt's side, and kept telling Newt about his efforts and compromises these days.

Newt, overwhelmed, sighed again, cutting Jim off.

"You can't do it."

"Your promise is like this box," Newt looked at the plush box in his hand, smiled meaningfully, then raised his arm, and casually threw the plush box, which looked very expensive, into it. Black Lake, "Did you see it? Throw it into the Black Lake, and it will disappear immediately."

"It's the same for you, as long as you have freedom, in the blink of an eye, all the promises you made before will be void."

Jim stretched out his hand to stop him, but he was a step too late after all.

The very expensive plush box just floated in the water and disappeared.

Jim's expression was sullen, and he didn't want to speak for a while.

"You don't know where it went." Newt's gaze was fixed somewhere on the Black Lake, illusory.

"The water of the Black Lake will corrode it, the creatures in the Black Lake will swallow it, and more likely, it will sink into the mire by itself."

"Regardless of the possibility, it will never come up again."

"Do you understand what I mean?" Newt didn't even turn his head to meet Jim's gaze, he stared at the lake, and continued speaking unhurriedly.