Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

Ye Xiao left Silby after all. Although he liked the bird that could only talk to him, he had nothing to do. After all, they already had a master.

Silby didn't have much to do with Ye Xiao's warning before he left. He did not resist Slytherin's capital now. There is no way to know that he is dangerous. However, Silby was quite confident in his talents, and he believed that as long as it took time, Slytherin would never surpass him on the way of magic.

He cherished the feather on his chest, after all, this was the first gift his first friend gave him.

Then, he took the gold coins given to him by Slytherin and wandered around Pandora. For him, it was a magical and new experience. For 16 years, he had been taken by his father Ramiro I. They were locked in a small manor and were not allowed to go out. The only people they saw were maids and guards who were dressed exactly the same, and those maids and guards even wore masks and stared at him all day.

But now, in Pandora.

All kinds of men and women passed Silby. Some of them had huge baskets on their heads, and the baskets were full of fish caught from the sea. Hunters displayed all kinds of prey caught from the mountains on the ground, the spices in the wooden storefront were colorful, and the street prostitutes akimbo, peeling oranges, unscrupulously showing their bodies.

There are even some guys dressed as wizards, pushing carts, selling all kinds of weird gadgets, there are floating eyeballs, there are talking parrots, and lightning in a bottle.

The spice, fish, and dyes in the market, as well as the chanting of merchants, the laughter and noise of children playing, the sound of sails blowing, and the rough laughter of sailors.

More importantly, none of them covered their faces. Don't even care about Silby's existence.

This experience of being integrated with the crowd made Silby almost tremble with excitement. Even when he saw a box of pepper seeds, he would be excited to hold it up and put it down in the sun to look at it.

He would ask about the price of each commodity in detail, and he would touch and see every peculiar magic item.

However, no matter how the merchants boasted, Silby didn't pay a penny to buy it. It's not that he doesn't want to buy it. In fact, he really wants to buy a little bit of everything and try it.

He didn't have any money. Although Slytherin gave him money, it wasn't his own after all. It was still squandered, I'm afraid that terrible wizard will find his fault.

Although the market was good, he didn't dare to go shopping for too long, after all, he still had a job.

After visiting the bazaar, he began to look for the Shell and Conch Tavern in Slytherin's mouth.

The most indispensable thing in the port is the bar. These bars are all tattered without exception. The carved statues of Neptune, the **** of the sea, are squatting on the top. Even the strange signs are full of rain erosion. The cracks blown by the wind creaked from time to time.

Soon, he found the Shell and Conch Tavern. The tavern was a little dark and the ceiling was quite low. The supporting pillars didn't seem to peel off the bark. Some ropes were hung from the top of the roof. There are many strange things, including wine bottles, jars, wood, uncarved statues, stones and so on.

It doesn't look like a high-class place, but it looks like a place where a wizard lives.

After booking a room in it, he went to the market to buy some vegetables and food, preparing to live here for a long time.

But after all this, Slytherin still did not come back. This is quite a rare situation. When in the belly of a snake, Slytherin is a very focused and lazy person. Just like a snake, he doesn't like sports, and sometimes stays in a place with a radius of less than ten square meters a day.

Silby waited left and right until night fell, and the lights first came on, and did not wait for the return of Salazar Slytherin.

Isn't he dead?

As soon as this thought appeared in Silby's mind, he immediately became excited. If that guy dies, then he can regain his freedom without hindrance.

However, after being excited for less than two seconds, he calmed down. I think this idea is a bit ridiculous, that guy is far more dangerous than anyone he has ever seen. I'm afraid that if all the people in this city are dead, he probably won't die.

After thinking about it, he finally couldn't sit still, and decided to go out and look for him.

If something happened to him, then he wouldn't have to stay in the tavern to waste time. If he didn't have an accident, it also seemed that he valued his master.

Pandora at night is the world of women. The prostitutes who dormant in the day are standing on the street in twos and threes. They are twisting their waists and wearing tulle skirts. Their slender legs under the skirts flash with a secret luster. They are like one. Blossoming mandala, blooming in the mysterious moonlight, seduce passing sailors like a singing siren.

Silby's handsome and delicate face attracted the attention of many women, and immediately a large group of enthusiastic women came to talk to him, and some even covered his waist explicitly.

Silby was able to remain calm at first, but in the end he bought a foreign shaman buffalo mask from the shop and put it on his face. For this reason, he spent a silver coin that did not belong to him. It hurts. .

Fortunately, the women who harassed him dispersed, leaving room for him to find Slytherin.

However, after searching for a long time, he never saw Salazar Slytherin in the crowd, or even the guy in the green clothes. At this time, his stomach groaned after he hadn't eaten for a day.

In the distance, there is an Arab selling grilled octopus, which exudes a strong peppery smell.

Silby bought a grilled octopus for a few copper coins, and ate it absently. If he couldn't find Slytherin and he didn't come back tomorrow, then he might have to find a way to acquire magic knowledge from other places.

Suddenly, the secret communication between two people nearby faintly passed into Silby's ears.

"Have you heard? Gryffindor is also here today."

"Gryffindor, which Gryffindor?"

"Which Gryffindor could it be, naturally Godric Gryffindor."

"Oh,"

One person exclaimed: "There is a good show here, that guy is a man who is unwilling to be lonely."

"But he is here, indicating that the top wizards are here, I'm afraid we have no hope.

"There is no hope and it is impossible to say. We can find some alliances. It is definitely not the only two of us who think so.

"Who would be Gryffindor's opponent? Have you ever seen someone who can swagger through the market after stealing the fairy's treasure? That guy did it."

The fat wizard said sadly: "We must have nothing to fight against that kind of person."

"So what do you do to be pessimistic, do you know, I saw Slytherin today."

Silby, who was eating grilled octopus on the side of the road, immediately raised his ears. He heard Salazar Slytherin's name, and turned his head away.

The chat was two men sitting in the shadows drinking alcohol, one with a big belly and the other thin.

After only listening to the thin man quoting Slytherin's name, the fat man's voice immediately dropped three degrees, as if the name had its own voice-lowering function: "What!? Slytherin? Is he here?"

Silby had to move a few steps in their direction before he could barely hear their conversation.

Fatty: "Did you really see Slytherin? Salazar Slytherin."

"It's true, green robe, green eyes, short man, like a fake." The thin man said, "I saw him coming in from Saintess Street in the morning."

"hiss!"

The fat wizard took a breath.

But soon he showed a sinister smile.

"Now it's okay, I was a little panic at first, we just have to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and wait for them to lose out, and then we can sit back and reap the benefits."

The voice was getting lower and lower, and Silby had to move closer and closer quietly to barely hear their conversation.

"You are afraid that you are thinking too beautifully." The skinny wizard said rationally: "Slytherin lost to Gryffindor in a duel three years ago. You don't know, that time, Gryffindor just won The goblin's sword has killed several dark wizards in succession. Although it has been so long, Slytherin is not his opponent now."

"What should I do then?" The fat man raised his head sadly and drank a glass of wine: "If Slytherin can't be beaten, who else can defeat Gryffindor?"

"I don't know." The thin man thought for a moment and said worryingly: "I'm afraid we have to stand in line. With Gryffindor, we have no chance. With Slytherin, we might still have a chance."

"Don't go" The fat man hesitated, "It will be bad reputation, Slytherin is a notorious dark wizard!"

"Nonsense, what about the Dark Wizard, do you want to marry Queen Pandora?"

The conversation stopped abruptly because the two found that one ear was only one centimeter away from them.

The owner of the ear is a gray-haired boy with a string of grilled octopus in his hand. The specific appearance is not clear, but he is wearing a buffalo mask of a black shaman, which looks weird.

"who are you!?"

The thin wizard jumped up immediately. He couldn't think of it. It was incredible that someone had quietly approached them so close and hadn't been spotted.

Silby scratched his head in embarrassment when he was found eavesdropping. He took off the buffalo mask and smiled brightly: "What are you talking about, who is getting married?"

The smile was like the starlight at night, relaxing, and the two wizards also smiled immediately.

But in a blink of an eye, the thin wizard reacted cleverly. He grabbed the fat wizard's arm and stood up from the wine table, watching Silby vigilantly: "Go and go."

The fat wizard also woke up, and he glared at Silby angrily, and followed his companion.

Silby was quite annoyed when he saw that the spiritual influence art he had learned from Slytherin hadn't played a big role. He clearly stated in the book that this kind of magic can make the Quartet surrender as long as it is used properly. Bye said, the two of them became sober in a second.

Seeing the two wizards go further and further away, Silby's mind moved quickly. He just came to Pandora, his eyes were dark, and the night owl was gone, and Slytherin was nowhere to be seen. If he wanted to stand firm here, he had to Have enough information.

"Wait a minute!" He stopped the two of them.

The two wizards, one fat and one thin, turned their heads and looked at him with a nasty expression. The thin wizard stretched his hand to his waist and touched the handle of a thick wand: "What do you want to say, eavesdropper, I will give you ten breaths." time."

"Do you want to know Salazar Slytherin?"

Silby promptly threw out his heavy news, and the two wizards who directly exploded stood upright.

The vigilant expression of the thin wizard gradually turned into consternation, his eyes widened: "What did you say?"

Silby said confidently: "I have a way to let you know Salazar Slytherin."

"What a joke," the skinny wizard immediately shook his head like a rattle: "Saracha Slytherin is by nature withdrawn and arrogant, how can you be recognized by your milky little white face."

"Well," Silby said with a grin, "I'm his steward."

"Steward? Where's the evidence?"

The skinny wizard was still puzzled.

"No."

Silby sighed, "If you want to meet Slytherin, you can sit down and talk, if you don't want to meet, you can just leave."

After speaking, he waited quietly.

After about three seconds of silence.

The skinny wizard looked at him gloomily: "Little friend, I advise you not to lie to me. If I find you are talking big, don't blame our bloodthirsty twins for being cruel."

"It turns out to be a bloodthirsty twin!"

Silby showed a look of enlightenment and admiration: "No wonder I feel a little familiar, oops, oops, I've heard of your name a long time ago."

He didn't blush and ranted: "You are more stalwart than the rumored appearance."

As soon as he slapped it, the thin wizard couldn't stretch it anymore, and the fat wizard had already grinned at the root of his ears.

"Don't talk about those useless." Although the skinny wizard's face was calm, he was still sensible: "We do have the idea of ​​knowing Salazar Slytherin. When are you going to take us there?"

"Don't worry, I haven't eaten dinner yet."

Silby sat at the open-air table and threw a gold coin that Slytherin had given quite generously. Adeptly greeted the tavern owner, "Two bottles of Andalusian sherry for ten years."

The female boss who got the gold coins put away his gold coins with a smile, and enthusiastically brought him two bottles of vintage wines and some cold dishes.

Looking at the bottle of vintage wine, the fat wizard immediately licked his lips, feeling a little moved.

"Sit down."

Silby enthusiastically opened the sherry and poured a glass for the two wizards: "Introduction also comes at a price. I want to hear you finish."

No, under the seduce of the wine, the fat wizard left the previous unhappiness behind and sat down happily. Although the thin man was reluctant, he reluctantly sat down.

The fat man raised his head and gulped down the glass of wine, slapped his lips: "What do you want to hear, young man."

Silby immediately poured another glass for him enthusiastically: "Who is married to whom, what is going to happen in this city!"

"Didn't your master tell you?"

The thin wizard asked suspiciously.

"He is obsessed with magic and often forgets worldly things."

Silby said lightly: "You know, a powerful wizard like him always spends a lot of time learning magic."

"Hey, that's natural, wizard."

The fat man took another sip and talked eloquently: "Two years ago, Antonio V, the most famous conjurer of the Iberian Peninsula, died suddenly. After his death, he left the throne to his wife, which is now Queen Pandora, Beatrix I, unfortunately did not give birth to any children before their lives.

One year after Antonio’s death, the young Beatrix I sent an invitation letter, inviting the most prestigious and capable wizards in the Holy Roman Empire to come to Pandora to participate in a competition for hegemony. The final winner can become the Queen of Pandora. Husband, it’s okay"

As he said, the fat wizard slurped a bottle of wine and drank it clean, blushing and having a thick neck, put the bottle on the table, snorting, and said: "Own this city."