Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

The moon was dark and the wind was high. Half an hour later, Slytherin took Silby, Dodoro and Tyra to the other side of Pandora City, which was a campsite by the bay.

A long distance away, Silby saw a pile of undulating hills, breathing quietly in the moonlight, that was a sleeping elephant.

Behind the elephant are rows of tents with orange lights.

Under the shining of the lights in the tent, he could see some figures moving in the tent, most of them were carrying out the most primitive activities of life.

Here, wave after wave hits the delicate sandy beach, making soft and regular hitting sounds. The picture is even a bit beautiful.

But Salazar Slytherin didn't come to see the scenery.

He said coldly: "I investigated today. Those guys from Africa are very rich. In fact, they even want to buy Queen Pandora back with gold. It's so naive."

While talking, Slytherin took his black hook wand out of his arms: "In order to prevent others from snatching this pile of fat from me, it's better for us to act first."

Silby was shocked, the dark clouds obscured the moon, and the green light and flames in Slytherin's eyes burned more vigorously than ever before.

It turned out that he had taken a fancy to the wealth of the foreigners and stepped on it all day. But, do you want to do it right here? Even with his eyes, it would be too lawless.

"Are you going in with me?"

Slytherin asked Silby with a smile.

"To kill them?" Silby asked.

"Naturally." Slytherin moved his neck, "I desperately need a fortune."

"Killing those foreigners can certainly gain a lot of wealth, but wouldn't it be better if you can control those people and let them continuously create wealth?"

Silby whispered.

"Hahahahaha" Slytherin laughed: "To create wealth, who will come, are you here? What do you know as a chef's son." Slytherin said disdainfully, "By the way, even if it's a squirrel. , And it’s far longer than the vision of the nigger. Apart from lying and hanging in the sun, they mate. Such creatures are a waste of wealth to live.

Silby didn't answer.

Seeing him like this, Slytherin snorted coldly.

"If you really don't want to go, then you just stay here, help me out. Remember, don't let anyone escape from here, understand?"

"understand."

Dodoro and Tyra nodded, not seeming to feel any discomfort.

Silby still said nothing.

Slytherin sneered, walked to him, and hissed in snake language, tiptoe to his ear, "I'm still very angry that you didn't wait for me in the tavern. If you run away tonight, I will kill you." you."

Silby understood the terrible language, and he nodded: "I won't let a person run away."

"well."

Slytherin nodded with a smile, who got an affirmative answer, and strode towards the darkness. As he walked, countless black snakes emerged on the beach, rustling behind him.

The sleeping elephant did not find the poisonous snake swimming in the dark. The bustling city of Pandora gradually disappeared during the day. In the night, the law of the naked jungle was playing its role.

Silby saw the panicked figure in the firelight of the tent, the splattering blood, the gleaming light of magic spells, and the vicious and bitter curses. Everything is staged like a shadow puppet show.

On the beach, the fat sorcerer slapped his lips and exclaimed, "Is this Slytherin?"

Skinny Tyra looked forward to admiration: "You really deserve to be Lord Slytherin."

"Is it normal for a wizard to do this?" Silby asked Dodoro and Tyra.

"What?" Tyra didn't understand again: "What did you say?"

"Do wizards like this?" Silby asked.

"There is no love or not," Tyra said, "This is not the same as eating. You always have to eat. These **** show off their wealth when they enter the city. Honestly, even if Lord Slytherin doesn't do it, we will do it. , Or everyone else will do it."

Silby listened to his words, and felt extremely confused in his heart: "Isn't that the same as the locust?"

"Hey, speak politely, what is the same as a locust."

Tyra became unhappy, and he angered: "We are born wizards, and we are born to feed on the flesh and blood of mortals. If you blame the lion for eating sheep, then you have thought of the lion's idea."

"Why are there born wizards?" Silby asked.

"What's the matter with you? Why are there so many."

Tyra was angry and rolled up her sleeves: "Are you the **** someone from the Catholic Church?"

Dodoro hurriedly grabbed him and whispered something in his ear before Tyra calmed down. He probably cared about Slytherin and threw his robe bitterly, ignoring Silby.

Before the waves, Silby stood silently.

This was the first time he faced the wild and crazy side of magic, the primitiveness in it was like the ocean waves in front of him, constantly hitting his mind, making him extremely confused. He began to think about the deep-seated reasons, but he couldn't think of the answer.

The Slytherin slaughter came to an end very quickly, just when they thought it was all over.

Suddenly, a slender figure rushed out from the beach.

That was supposed to be a prostitute hired by a foreigner. She was wearing a thin shirt with several venomous snakes wrapped around her bare thighs. She ran and called in horror: "Help...Help...Help..."

Seeing the fish that slipped through the net ran out, Fatty Duodoro immediately pulled out a butcher knife for cutting bones from his waist, and a red flame lit up on the butcher knife. The skinny Tyra turned around and turned into a lynx, grinning fiercely.

Silby took a deep breath and reached out to stop the two of them.

"Let me come," he said quietly.

His determined eyes made Dodoro and the lynx look slightly changed, and they took a step back obediently.

"Help...Help..."

The woman's shouts got closer and closer, and the last head fell into Silby's arms: "Little brother, help me..." The woman cried, she was already terrified: "I will give you whatever you want. You can do anything..."

Silby didn't say a word, he tore off the snakes entangled in the woman's body and threw them into the sea. Seeing his action, the woman cried with joy.

However, her joy soon solidified on her face, and saw that handsome young man held him with one hand, and with the other hand pulled a dagger studded with gold and ivory from his waist and held it in his mouth.

Perceiving what the man was going to do, the woman struggled frantically: "Let me go... let me go...!!!"

"Hush. Hush, it won't hurt."

Silby pressed the woman and said in her ear, her palm trembling slightly, but she was very firm.

"Let me go, I have no conflict with you..." The woman's eyes were full of tears, "I have never seen you, I have not provoked you, I just passed by, why should I suffer such a fate?"

Every word of the woman hit Silby's heart, causing his heart to be disturbed. He took a deep breath, raised the knife solemnly, cut his palm, and drew a circle on the woman's forehead. He didn't know why he did it, but his inner voice told him that it should be. do.

He pressed his forehead against the woman's forehead.

Then, he heard the sound of breathing, which was the breath of the world, and it was also an ancient and peculiar guide.

Tyra on the side was anxious. He stomped his feet and said in a low voice, "Hurry up, Master Slytherin is coming out."

The last flame in the tent went out.

"Kill you, I can survive." Silby said in her ear: "We are one."

"No...it's not fair...why...why I don't have magic!" The woman screamed, "No...please..."

Click!

The scream stopped abruptly.

Silby killed her with a single blow.

The woman's eyes turned from panic to dazed, she finally blinked, and a few tears flowed out slowly.

Everything returned to silence, only the waves hitting the beach, Silby was dizzy and somewhat unstable.

The blood-stained tent was violently opened, and Slytherin walked out Shiran. He turned his wand coolly, with pieces of gold and silver jewels hanging on his body, making him look like a complete super outbreak. Hu, he was still dragging a naked and strong man in his hand. The man was probably the chief of those aliens. The guy who used elephants to carry gold and silver jewelry to marry the queen was dragged by Salazar Slytherin. Hands.

"Can you do whatever you want with magic?"

The black man snarled frantically: "Damn wizards, you **** wizards, godless ones, one day the Holy Spirit will destroy you all!"

"Sorry, you can really do whatever you want with magic."

Slytherin said, the man who screamed as a result of a spell, did not make him make a sound.

Silby had just killed a person, now his face was pale and nauseous. But he still stood in place forcibly. And decided that at any moment in the future, he would never confide his truest thoughts to anyone.

Slytherin glanced at the woman at Silby's feet, satisfied a lot. At this moment, he saw Silby's eyes more or less with a sense of "his own person".

He patted Silby lightly on the shoulder, and said to him: "You will fall in love with this feeling a few more times."

Silby nodded indifferently, and turned to tell Dodoro and Tyra: "You two, help Master Slytherin to get the treasure out. Move all the corners and corners, and don’t have any less. Also, take these. Throw the corpse into the sea to feed the sharks, and don’t let others discover our tracks."

Tyra and Dodoro were stunned. In just a few minutes, this young man seemed to have completely changed. If he was still a little immature before, then they can hardly find him now. A little youthful feeling.

"Have you heard, hurry up." Silby scowled.

"Yes...Yes, Dodoro and Tyra are agitated. The two ran to the sloping tents and went to collect treasures for Slytherin.

"Yeah~"

Slytherin looked at Silby, eyes full of appreciation.

However, under this great reward, there seemed to be some uneasiness and worries surging.