Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

Silby's eyes widened, and his breathing instantly became heavy for three minutes. He took a few deep breaths before calming down his mood:

"You...you mean, the Queen of Pandora takes a whole city as a dowry and wants to find a husband?"

"Not bad."

The fat wizard said drunkly, and he burped contentedly, "I heard that Beatrix I was a peerless beauty well-known far and wide, but anyone who saw her did not fall under her pomegranate skirt. "

As he said, he laughed lasciviously, as if he was fantasizing about something nasty.

The skinny wizard calmed down a little bit. He said: "There is also a rumor that the former king of Pandora, Antonio the conjurer, died because of dissatisfaction with desire and fatigue, and died on the belly of Beatrix I."

The fat wizard yelled in dissatisfaction. He raised his head and filled a bottle of wine, and said, "Dying on the belly of such a beautiful woman, and I am willing to replace it with me. Life is too short. God knows if I will die tomorrow, **** church. It’s getting stronger and stronger, if I say, it’s time to have fun."

"Huh," the thin man snorted coldly, "She is looking for the greatest wizard to marry! Are you?"

"I am not, are you again?"

The fat man was happy.

"The two of us add up."

The thin man said, "Otherwise, why would we receive a red invitation letter?"

Fatty: "Then how do we divide the queen?"

The thin man said vigilantly: "We didn't discuss it before. One, three and five belong to me, and two, four and six belong to you."

The fat man took a big sip of wine and asked with red eyes, "What about Sunday?"

The two fell silent, and then a fierce quarrel broke out, insulting each other with the most insulting and contemptuous words, as if they had won the Pandora Queen's hegemony at this moment and embraced the beauty.

Silby hurriedly dissuaded the two people from the unnecessary quarrel, and asked: "Since you all want to marry Queen Pandora, what are the selection criteria? There can be no big fight, and only one person will be left to fight in the end."

The skinny wizard said, "After Queen Pandora decided to remarry herself, she distributed 20 red invitations across Europe and sent them to the wizards with the most potential." He looked triumphant: "We will accept both of us. Get one, isn’t it great?"

Red invitation letter?

He thought that Slytherin had mentioned it the first day he met him, but he hadn't noticed it at first.

The Skinny Wizard continued: "Whoever has 20 red invitation letters as quickly as possible can enter the palace on the highest mountain, that is, Queen Pandora's palace, and spend the night with her."

Can I marry the queen with 20 red invitations?

Silby couldn't help but floated to the palace on the hill again.

Literally, he could smell the blood contained in this rule.

Only one person can marry Queen Pandora.

No wonder so many weird people gathered in Pandora, whether Slytherin, these two fat and thin wizards, or what Gryffindor, they all came for this.

but...

This dowry is too rich, a whole city.

Looking at it all the way today, I have completely determined that the value of this city is immeasurable, no matter its geographic location, strategic location, and its economic value.

Is Queen Pandora a fool? Is it so cheap outsider?

Silby soon had new doubts.

However, he did not tell his confusion to the two new wizard friends.

He ended the inquiry about Pandora City's information, and frequently began to persuade him to drink, focusing on the two wizards, and soon he got a rough idea of ​​the information of the two men.

The fat man's name is Duodoro and the thin man's name is Latai. Both of them are wizards from the Aquitaine region. They work in a local organization called the Blood Therapy Prison. They make a living by helping others to bleed and treat. The blood twins came to Pandora after receiving the red invitation letter.

The fat man is a drunkard. He is a drunkard on weekdays. The thin man is smarter, but he can't stand Silby's enthusiastic persuasion. At midnight, the two of them drank too much sherry and fell groggy on the table , Fell asleep.

After the two fell asleep, Silby's attentive smile disappeared without a trace, and he sat at the messy table with his eyes closed and thought.

From the news of Dodoro and Tyra, he probably knew the basic structure of the wizarding society now.

They are scattered all over the world, each working for different organizations, or hiding in the forest. Due to the severe crackdown and search by the Catholic Church, there have been fewer and fewer wizards going out in these years. Even if they are out, they have to go through various disguise.

In today's environment, there are not many wizards who dare to roam outside and show their faces.

The most famous among them is Godric Gryffindor, a descendant of the Peverier family, the three brothers of the legendary wizard. Not to mention the amazing natural force, and he also has extremely high magical attainments. Not only that, he often drives his golden lion ship to speak for the wandering wizards and denounce the Holy Roman Empire. He is the most prestigious wizard in the world. one.

Thinking of the golden lion head ship that I saw during the day, and thinking of Slytherin's angry and hateful expression. Silby could probably guess why the guy didn't come back so late. After seeing Gryffindor, he must be grudged, but helpless, so he ran to find foreign aid. If his goal is to marry Queen Pandora and become the master here, he must defeat those who have the same goal. Gryffindor.

His eyes focused on the tallest tower of the mountain in the distance.

Queen Pandora, Beatrix I.

It's really a tempting condition.

But what does this have to do with himself, Silby thought.

If he wants to be a king, he only needs to stay obediently in the tower his father built for him and wait for him to reach adulthood. Why bother to come to such a place and turn from a noble prince to a humble servant.

Why bother?

Silby was lost in thought.

Some secret and eager desire appeared in his heart.

He remembered the dream from a month ago.

In the dream, he saw a white light, and the boy in the white light, his thin body standing on the plain like a mountain, made him want to step on it under his feet and overlook the world.

Some kind of wild cries resounded in his heart again, he opened his eyes trembling, and his eyes became extremely determined.

He still doesn't understand what the dream and the white light represent, but he must find it. For this, he must climb to a sufficient height.

......

"What are you doing here?"

The cold questioning pulled him back from his ardent fantasies to reality.

Like a cold wind blowing, the warm Mediterranean summer night suddenly became a Siberian ice field of minus 40 degrees.

Silby shuddered and turned away.

The cheap master who had been looking for him all night was standing behind him, his green eyes were full of anger at the moment.

"It's quite drinkable." He fixed his gaze on the empty wine bottle on the dining table: "Why didn't I see that you can drink so much?"

Silby secretly cried out that he was too eager for news from the wizarding society, which caused him to be fascinated by the talks between Dodoro and Terra. No, Slytherin must have been looking for a long time to find himself. As a servant, he was completely negligent.

Slytherin continued, "Do you know how long I have been looking for you? For an entire hour, when I was in the belly of a snake, I still thought you were very powerful, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that."

While speaking, the green snake that Slytherin planted on Silby's arm seemed to have come alive. It swam slowly, swam into the muscles of the arm, and bit the bone in one bite.

hiss! !

The severe pain caused Silby to shiver, clutching his arms and standing up, his forehead immediately began to sweat. This moody fellow unexpectedly began to punish him without saying a word.

At this moment, many thoughts and excuses came to my mind, but when the words came to his lips, Silby was abruptly suppressed. He clutched his arms and bowed deeply: "Sorry, there is no next time."

The pain did not ease.

Salazar Slytherin sneered coldly, sat down at the table, kicked away the sleeping Dodoro, and said in disgust: "Who are these two people?"

The fat Duodoro landed on Tyra who was like a thin bamboo pole, and the two got up in a spirited spirit, and yelled at Jiuxing: "Who!? Who doesn't have such long eyes?"

But when they saw the man in the green wizard robe in front of him and those cold green eyes, they suddenly woke up from alcohol, his face turned pale, and he was cold from his head to the soles of his feet.

"S... Master Slytherin...?"

Thinking of this person's fame and deeds, their foreheads began to sweat.

"Dodoro...Tara..."

Silby stepped forward slightly and said hoarsely: "They want to be your friends. That's why I entertain them."

"Oh?"

Slytherin stretched his voice, watching Silby's eyes soften slightly: "I came here by myself?"

"I heard their conversation, I took the initiative to find them."

"What are you doing so actively? Didn't I let you wait for me in the tavern?" Slytherin asked aggressively.

The pain intensified immediately, and Silby's nails were almost stuck in the flesh. He shouted in his heart that Slytherin was a pervert, but he couldn't refute it, only bend his waist deeper.

He lowered his head, and the muscles on the back of his hand jumped suddenly. This almost cruel question made him very unhappy and very humiliating. On the first day after Ye Xiao left, he felt that he needed power-urgently needed power, professional power, and magical power.

"Look up."

Slytherin's voice was hoarse, with a strange charm.

Silby looked up.

The thoughts in my heart appeared in front of my eyes like words, gradually becoming clearer.

He was shocked. Salazar Slytherin is the master of black magic and the master of the mind. If there are distracting thoughts in front of him, he will instantly perceive them.

He immediately held his breath, meditated in his heart, and closed your brain...closed your brain...

The Occlusive Cerebral technique of stealing the teacher from the snake's belly had an effect, and the words and sentences in front of him gradually blurred, and finally disappeared.

At the same time, the pain in his arm was dissipated. Slytherin probably didn't see what he was really thinking in his heart, so he snorted and withdrew the spell.

He looked a lot happy, and then he took a sip of the sherry on the table and threw the glass away, "Want to win Gryffindor, don't you?"

This is to the bloodthirsty twins.

Duodoro and Latai looked at each other, the fear in their eyes instantly transformed into an incredible surprise, "Do you have a way?"

"Don't worry about this."

Slytherin said teasingly: "It happens that I have a hunt tonight. If you can become my eagle dogs, I can consider taking you to defeat Gryffindor."

"Great!"

Fat Man Duodoro slapped his chest without hesitation: "Don't worry, Lord Slytherin, as long as our brother takes action, nothing will be done."

"Don't get me wrong." Slytherin coldly extinguished the enthusiasm of the two: "I don't like cooperating with others. You were hired by Mr. Spencer. Let him arrange it first."

The bloodthirsty twins suddenly seemed very confused. They looked at Silby and Slytherin in confusion, as if they couldn't figure out the relationship between them.

"What are you going to do?" Silby asked hoarsely.

"Take you to some meat." Slytherin patted him on the shoulder and said with a weird smile: "Some entertainment from the Wizarding City."