Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

"Are you willing to be my servant?"

In the belly of the snake, Slytherin stared at Silby.

In the green eyes, a hidden flame was burning quietly.

Silby began to feel unhappy in his heart. He was the son of the prince of a country, and now he was about to be replaced as a servant. In 16 years, he had never been in such a difficult situation. If he was known by others, he would be embarrassed.

But only about one-half second later, he gave up his ridiculous dignity. For no reason, he never wanted to return to the tower, to his female officer, to the king's road that his father arranged for him. He had to find his true value.

Thinking of his goal, what is the point of insult, and there are quite a wealth of magic books behind this guy.

"Okay." Silby nodded calmly. "I don't mind."

Now, it was Slytherin's turn to be surprised: "Wait, are you such a good talker? Do you know what it means to be a servant?"

"I know, but in return."

Silby said, and he pointed to Slytherin's bookshelf: "I miss your books, and hope you can teach me some introductory knowledge of magic."

After a moment of silence, Slytherin made a slapped sound:

"Tsk tusk tusk... so you did it for this."

"Can't it?"

Hmm... it's okay, but if it's you... Slytherin stared at Silby, hesitating, what was his expression. Sometimes excited, sometimes cold, sometimes arrogant.

But in the end, arrogance took the upper hand. He stood up, and the short figure cast a large and winding shadow on the snake wall. He raised his head and laughed: "Why, look, just remember, no matter what you become Such people are my servants."

Seeing his self-confident and domineering appearance, Silby's mouth twitched slightly, but he soon calmed down, stood up, and bent down slightly in front of the fire: "As you wish, Master. "

"Hahahaha~"

Salazar Slytherin laughed heartily and cheerfully, and then he took a sharp step forward and grabbed Silby's arm. With a heart-piercing sting, Silby let out a muffled grunt, and he took a step back. , Slammed his palm abruptly.

At this time, he saw an extra ring of green snake pattern on his arm, it slowly swimming, exposing the triangular head, staring at Silby's eyes, and stopped moving.

"This...?"

Silby's eyes widened in amazement.

Slytherin smiled and said, "I will mark you. From now on, you will be mine. If anyone dares to bully you, you can show him this."

Then, the Slytherin smile disappeared: "If you betray me, it can take your life instantly."

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For a long time after that, Silby never saw the daytime sun again. He stayed in the snake's belly and became Salazar Slytherin's personal servant.

Every day, he gets up early, prepares breakfast for Slytherin, and helps him wash his clothes stained by magic experiments. After Slytherin has eaten breakfast, he starts mopping the floor, wiping the table, and cleaning up magic waste. He works hard. Not letting go of every corner, the hut in the snake's belly was neatly organized, and even the picky Slytherin couldn't find anything wrong.

After cleaning up, he prepared lunch for Slytherin again, no matter what ingredients Slytherin prepared for him, he could concentrate on turning it into a delicacy.

In the afternoon, Slytherin would do some magical experiments, and deliberate on some spells or potion prescriptions, and at this time, Silby would be by his side to help him make notes, without saying a word.

In the evening, Slytherin would read for a while, and he would make tea in advance, set the table, and light the candles to the most suitable light.

Even before going to bed, Slytherin could feel the quilt being neatly combed.

From the first day, the second day, the third day, the fourth day... Slytherin tried to find some shortcomings of the other party every day, criticize him or pick something wrong. This is what every master will do.

But the real situation is that this guy is like an accurate clock, he is completely tireless in doing things, his language is decent, and he is courteous. Slytherin has no idea how to provoke him, and he can't even feel his existence. . I just feel that when I wake up every day and want anything, the other party can pass it over in less than a second.

This made him wonder what to say, and he felt that he had picked up the treasure by luck, but he also felt that this guy's work ability was really terrifying, and occasionally even gave him the illusion that I was not worthy of his servant.

However, Slytherin did not break his promise. Whenever he was in a good mood, he would teach Silby some basic magic practice skills and secret words between wizards.

These things, Silby learned almost instantly, almost without any hindrance, the knowledge seemed to be in his mind, and all he did was to remember them again.

Even when Slytherin deliberately injected some private ideas into his knowledge, he could tell almost instantly that those were good goods and those were private goods.

For example, when Slytherin taught him the seven disciplines of magic and told him that only black magic was the most powerful and efficient magic in the world, Silby nodded and said yes, but he didn't agree with it in his heart.

Salazar Slytherin has a unique preference for dark magic, but he does not. He is extremely interested in every subject, and everything is new and unknown to him. Whether it was potions, spells, herbs, or black magic, transformation, astrology, or even the history of magic, he was extremely interested.

However, he did not truly show his talents and abilities in front of Salazar Slytherin. Every day, he carried the simplest thing like the wizard alphabet forty tones back and forth. Occasionally, Slytherin would be asked some "hard" questions to satisfy his desire to teach.

However, after hard work every day, after Salazar Slytherin fell asleep, he would spend two hours flipping through Slytherin's collection.

That was the happiest time of his day. During that period of time, he could completely forget himself, soak in the ocean of magic, and feel the joy of spiritual development.

In this way, time passed quickly.

One month later, the crawling giant snake stopped.

On this day, Slytherin took Silby and left the belly of the giant snake that had lived for a month, and came to the outside world.

It was an early morning when Slytherin was standing in Shekou with Silby and Night Owl, and the snake slowly opened its mouth. After they left Shekou, the giant snake closed its mouth behind them, merged with the surrounding hills, and turned into a small mountain bag, which can no longer be seen.

"Go, take you to Pandora."

Slytherin stretched, breathing the fresh air in the woods.

"Pandora, is this here?"

Silby looked around, the light illuminating the scenery in front of him, he and Slytherin were standing in a dense virgin forest with rolling hills everywhere. There are also dense vines, and there is no trace of the existence of living people at all.

"It's here, but in order to prevent the spies from the church from finding it, we have to use our lovely magical friends."

Slytherin finished speaking, and took the black stick from his arms. After a month of study, Silby already knew that the thing was called a magic wand, which was used to amplify magic power and help wizards cast spells.

Slytherin lifted his wand and knocked it in the air: "Very quickly."

The air is like a transparent curtain pulled to the sides, revealing the two low hills behind.

Between the two mounds, there are scorched ruins, huge ruins of collapsed domes, and bronze gates that have been closed for an unknown period of time.

Seeing the door, Silby suddenly felt the surging magic power against his face, and there was something hidden behind the door that made him extremely excited.

"Welcome to Pandora." Slytherin said with a smile.

He led Silby through the closed bronze gate.

Silby was dumbfounded. He had been secretly taken to Gorongosa, the capital of Aragon, to attend the circumcision that his father had asked him to do.

At that time, he was shocked by the steeple churches that can be seen everywhere in Gorongosa, the towering crosses and the statues of crucifixion Jesus. There is also the moment when the sun breaks through the clouds after the rain is over.

He thought it was the largest city in the world.

But at this moment, he felt that the city paled in comparison with here.

Five or six kilometers away, a steep cliff with a height of one thousand meters plunged into the sea like a screen. The powerful arm of a giant engulfed the entire city, and also resisted the mighty winds and waves that might surge from the outside. It has created a very good natural deep-water harbor with extraordinary workmanship.

The castle by the mountains and the sea towers high like a sword, straight into the clouds.

Under the castle, there is a huge black stone tower towering among the magnificent gray and blue peaks, an endless blue sea, and a fleet of ships flying red pennants.

In the distance came the sound of the white gulls of the Mediterranean, and the faintly sad tune of the Scottish bagpipes. Although they were torn apart by the sea breeze, they still gave people the illusion of melancholy and empty.

Below the castle, the street is straight as an arrow, and the solid high wall surrounds it. More than a hundred piers line the waterfront, and there are countless ships moored in the port. Deep-water fishing boats and river rafts are endlessly flowing, boatmen are holding back and forth, and merchant ships are constantly unloading cargo from England, France and Arabia.

Looking down the wharf, you can see countless barns, brick warehouses, wooden houses and bazaar stalls, taverns, shops and brothels, one after another. Even though the distance is still far away, he can still hear the noise in the fishing market. Broad tree-lined avenues, winding small streets, and alleys that are too narrow for two people to pass side by side shuttle between the buildings.

What a great city.

"Pandora."

Salazar Slytherin took a deep breath and said intoxicated: "The taste of magic, the taste of life, no matter how many times you come, it is so unforgettable."

At this time, the ground shook, and a group of elephants passed Silby and Slytherin, making a loud cry.

The snow-white teeth of each elephant are studded with gold and draped in red cloth.

On each piece of red cloth sat a dark-skinned man, speaking in a language that he didn't understand, and he laughed wildly. There were several women with the same dark skin in his arms.

As they walked, several black people among them grabbed a handful of gold coins from the elephant and threw them down. It was extravagant.

The elephant team rumbling past, attracted countless passers-by to stop and grab the gold.

Foreigners.

Silby has heard from Hugo University scholars more or less that in the southwestern part of the mainland, there are a group of black-skinned indigenous people who ruled Aragon in the early years, but they have been driven out and killed. I didn't expect to see them here.

"Huh, rich nigger." Slytherin shook his neck disdainfully.

"Are they all wizards?" he asked Slytherin.

Slytherin sneered, "Wizard? Witches dare to be so swagger? Just a bunch of fodder."

After being together for a month, Silby had become accustomed to some extreme Slytherin thoughts. Although he was not interested in foreigners, he still bent down: "I see, Master."

Suddenly, there was another commotion on the other side of the port.

Silby caught a glimpse of a magnificent ship approaching on the wide wharf, passing by a whaling ship with a deep draft and black tar-coated hull, slowly sailing into the city, its whole body painted with glittering gold The high masts are decorated with gold paint, and the tall masts are hung with Latin sails carefully sewn with canopy warp and weft yarns. Dozens of thick gray sails are intertwined in the evening light, like a spider web to catch everything. The sails were rolled up, the iron hammer patted the water lightly, and the bow was carved with a huge golden lion head, which looked domineering.

"So swagger, it's definitely not a wizard's ship, right."

Silby quipped.

But when he turned his head, he found that Slytherin's face had turned blue, angry, and humiliated. Even the long scar on his face brightened up.

Silby had never seen that look on Slytherin's face.

Slytherin looked at the approaching golden lion head ship, clenching his fists and crackling.

"Damn it..."

He said in a very low voice: "I knew you would come."

Realizing that Slytherin was not in the right state, Silby did not disturb him wisely at this time.

After his face changed a few times, Slytherin calmed down. He took out a small purse from his pocket expressionlessly and threw it to Silby: "Go, book a first-class room at the Shell and Conch Tavern, and then go shopping by yourself. Order something and I will go back."

After speaking, he separated the crowd and walked into the crowd without looking back.

Seeing him walking so simply, Silby couldn't help but ask, "What are you going to do?"

Slytherin did not answer, and after waving his hand, he disappeared into the crowd.

"Hmph, you really don't worry about me."

Silby weighed his purse and murmured.

Slytherin's departure made Sil like a relief. Although the guy didn't treat himself well in the ordinary days, he could always notice the snake-like eyes sweeping around on him, waiting for an opportunity to trouble him. He still didn't. I know what the green snake pattern is on my hand, but it must not be a blessing magic.

The guy who appreciates the living being swallowed by ten thousand snakes doesn't have much kindness.

A bird fell from the sky and landed on Silby's shoulder, it was the night owl.

Silby touched its feathers, and said softly, "Brother Frog, I've suffered for you during this time."

During the one month in the snake's belly, he worked as accurately as a clock in a place without the sun every day, all relying on the night owl’s biological clock, which reminded himself to go to bed on time every day, reminded himself to get up on time, and let himself be a high-intensity slave. At work, he still keeps enough sleep and rest. If it weren't for it, he would have been exhausted because of the day and night.

He was very grateful to Ye Xiao.

"Silby, I'm leaving."

Ye Xiao pecked at his shoulder affectionately: "Say very sad."

"what?"

Silby felt a little bit in his heart. He was used to this helper, and he didn't expect it to leave when he arrived at Pandora.

Ye Xiao sighed, "I came out this time, just to send a letter to my master. Once it is delivered, I will go back."

"Can't you stay by my side?"

Silby's heart was disturbed. Under Salazar Slytherin's lewdness, the two of them could be said to be brothers and sisters, supporting each other for a month in the belly of a prison-like snake.

Now that she had just gotten out of trouble, Ye Xiao said she was leaving, which made Silby very sad.

"I will treat you well, one day, I will become the greatest wizard in the world." He touched his heart and said.

"I don't doubt this, Silby." Ye Xiao shook his head and grumbled: "I have never seen someone as gifted as you, never before."

"Then why...?"

"But no, Silby, I have a master. This contract is for life."

Silby was horrified: "Aren't Slytherin and I too?"

Ye Xiao sighed sadly: "The wizard's contract is sacred. If you break the contract, you will be punished by fate. Silby, I couldn't remind you in the belly of the snake at the time, but I have to say now.

Salazar Slytherin, from the swamp and the shadowy land, is the most popular dark wizard in recent years. If it is not for love, no one wants to deal with him. "

"Isn't it true that I am in love?"

Silby raised the green snake pattern planted by Slytherin on his arm and sighed, "In the belly of the snake, we can't help it."

"I understand. So, hey, ask for your own blessing."

"Is it....."

Silby was very disappointed, but he quickly picked up his mood and regrouped, "Thank you for taking me out of the castle.

Ye Xiao flapped his wings and flew high into the sky.

Silby watched him fly higher and higher, lowered his head sadly, turned and walked towards Pandora City.

Suddenly, there was a pain in his shoulder, but Ye Xiao, who had just left, went back and forth.

"frog?"

Silby looked at it in surprise.

Gu Gu.

Ye Xiao patted his face affectionately, pecked a feather from his wing with his beak, and placed it in Silby’s hand.

"If one day you are in trouble, you can call my real name. My name is Dragon Sparrow. At that time, no matter where I am, I will hear your call to come to you."