The night owl had finally left Sylby, and although he liked the bird that could only talk to him, there was nothing he could do, after all, they already had their masters.

Sylby didn't have much to do about the Night Stalker's pre-departure warning, and he had no capital to resist Slytherin right now. Even if you know he's dangerous, there's nothing you can do. However, Sylby was confident in his talent, believing that Slytherin would never overtake him in magic in time.

He cherished the feather to his chest, after all, it was the first gift from his first friend.

Then he took the gold coins that Slytherin had given him, and walked around the city of Pandora, which was a magical and new experience for him, for sixteen years he had been locked up in a small manor by his father, Ramiro I, and was not allowed to go out, and the only people he saw were identical maids and guards, and they even wore masks and stared at him all day.

But now, in Pandora.

Men and women of all stripes passed past Sylby, some of them carrying huge baskets full of fish caught from the sea. Hunters display all kinds of game caught from the mountains on the ground, colorful spices in the wooden storefronts, and prostitutes on the street cross their waists and peel oranges, showing their bodies unscrupulously.

There are even guys dressed as wizards, pushing small carts, selling all kinds of bizarre knick-knacks, with dangling eyeballs, talking parrots, and lightning bolts in bottles.

The smell of spices, fish, and dyes in the bazaar, and the shouts of the merchants, the laughter of children, the sound of sails blowing, and the rough laughter of sailors.

What's more, none of them covered their faces. Even less concerned about Sylbi's existence.

The experience of being one with the crowd made Silby tremble with excitement, and even when he saw a box of pepperseeds, he would excitedly pick it up and put it down to look at it in the sun.

He would ask in detail about the price of every commodity, and he would touch and look at every strange magic prop.

But no matter how much the merchant boasted, Sylby didn't pay a penny to buy it. It's not that he doesn't want to buy it, in fact, he'd love to buy a little bit of everything and try it.

He had no money, and although Slytherin gave him money, it was not his own after all, and he spent it indiscriminately, for fear that the terrible wizard would find fault with him.

Although the bazaar was good, he didn't dare to visit it for too long, after all, he still had a job.

After visiting the market, he began to look for what Slytherin called the Shell and Conch Tavern.

The most important thing in the harbor is the bars, all of which are in tatters, with a carved statue of Neptune, the god of the sea, squatting on the top, and even those strange signs are full of cracks in the rain and wind, and make creaking sounds from time to time.

Soon he found the Shell and Conch Tavern, which was a little dimly lit and had a low ceiling, and the pillars that supported it did not seem to have been stripped of its bark, and from the roof hung some ropes, on which were tied all sorts of strange things, such as wine bottles, jars, wood, uncarved statues, stones, etc.

It doesn't look like a high-class place, but it does feel a lot like where wizards live.

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

But after all this, Slytherin still didn't return. This is quite a rare occurrence, and when in the belly of a snake, Slytherin is a rather focused and lazy person, like a snake, he does not like to exercise, and sometimes spends a day in a radius of less than ten square meters.

Sylby waited left and right until nightfall, when the lights were on, and did not wait for Salazar Slytherin's return.

He's dead!

As soon as this thought came to Sylby's mind, he immediately became excited, if the creature died, then he would be free again without hindrance.

But after less than two seconds of excitement, he calmed down. I felt that this idea was a bit ridiculous, that guy was far more dangerous than anyone he had ever seen, but he was afraid that all the people in this city would die, and he probably wouldn't die.

Thinking left and right, he finally couldn't sit still and decided to go out to find him.

If something really happened to him, then he didn't have to waste time in the tavern, and if he didn't have an accident, it also showed that he valued him as a master.

Pandora at night is the world of women, and the prostitutes who are dormant during the day are standing on the side of the street in twos and threes, twisting their waists and wearing tulle skirts, their slender legs shining with a secret sheen, they are like mandalas, blooming in the mysterious moonlight, and seducing passing sailors like singing sirens.

Sylby's handsome and delicate face attracted the attention of many women, and immediately a large crowd of enthusiastic women came to talk to him, some even covering his waist with their palms explicitly.

At first, Sylby was able to keep his composure, but in the end, he bought a buffalo mask from a foreign shaman from the shop and put it on his face, for which he spent a silver coin that did not belong to him, and his flesh ached.

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

However, he searched for a long time, but he never saw Salazar Slytherin found in the crowd, or even the guy in green. And at this time, his stomach rumbled after not eating for a day.

In the distance, an Arab sells grilled octopus, which smells strong peppery.

Sylby spent a few copper coins on a grilled octopus and ate it absentmindedly, if he couldn't find Slytherin and he didn't come back tomorrow, then he might have to find a way to get magical knowledge from somewhere else.

Suddenly, a secret communication between two people next to him vaguely reached Sylby's ears.

"Did you hear? Gryffindor is here today. ”

"Gryffindor, which Gryffindor?"

"Which Gryffindor could it be, Godric Gryffindor, of course. ”

"Huh,"

One of them exclaimed: "There's a good show to watch now, that guy is a man who is not willing to be lonely." ”

"But he came, which means that those top wizards have come, but I'm afraid we have little hope.

"There's no hope and no certainty, we can find some allies, and it's definitely not just the two of us. ”

"Who's going to be Gryffindor's opponent, have you ever seen someone snatch a goblin's treasure and still swagger around the market, that guy did it. ”

The fat wizard said sadly: "We must have no fun fighting with that kind of person." ”

"So pessimistic what, you know, I saw Slytherin today. ”

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

Chatting was between two men sitting in the shadows drinking, one with a big belly and the other with a thin build.

After hearing the thin man announce the name of Slytherin, the fat man's voice immediately dropped three degrees, as if the name had a voice-lowering function: "What!?Slytherin?

Sylby had to take 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 robes, green eyes, short people, like fakes. The thin man said, "I saw him come in the morning from the side of the Rue de la Saintes." ”

"Shhh

The fat wizard gasped.

But soon he had a sinister smile.

"It's okay now, I was still a little panicked, we just need to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and wait for them to lose and lose, and then we will sit and reap the benefits. ”

The voices grew lower, and Sylby had to move closer and closer silently to barely hear their conversation.

"I'm afraid you're thinking too beautiful. The thin wizard said rationally: "Slytherin lost to Gryffindor in a duel three years ago, you don't know, that time, Gryffindor just got the fairy sword and killed several dark wizards in a row, although so much time has passed, Slytherin is not his opponent now." ”

"What then?" the fat man grunted as he looked up sadly and drank a glass of wine, "If Slytherin can't be defeated, who else can defeat Gryffindor?"

"I don't know," the thin man pondered for a moment and said worriedly, "I'm afraid we'll have to take sides, with Gryffindor, we won't have a chance at all, and with Slytherin, we may have a little more chance." ”

"Don't," the fat man hesitated, "it's going to have a bad reputation, Slytherin is a notorious dark wizard!"

"Nonsense, what about the dark wizard, do you want to marry Queen Pandora....."

The conversation came to an abrupt halt because the two men found that one ear was only a centimeter away from them.

The owner of the ear is a gray-haired teenager who holds a skewer of grilled octopus in his hand. It's hard to see what he looks like, but he wears a buffalo mask from a black shaman, and he looks weird.

"Who are you!?"

The thin wizard jumped up immediately, he couldn't have imagined that someone was so close to them silently and had not been discovered, it was unbelievable.

Sylby, who was caught eavesdropping, scratched his head in embarrassment, he took off his buffalo mask, and said with a bright smile: "What are you talking about, who married whom?"

The smile was like the starlight of the night, which made people feel relaxed, and the two wizards immediately smiled.

But in the blink of an eye, the thin wizard reacted smartly, he grabbed the fat wizard's arm, stood up from the wine table, and looked at Sylby vigilantly: "Let's go." ”

The fat wizard also woke up, glaring angrily at Sylby and following his companion.

Sylby couldn't help but be quite annoyed when he saw that the psychic influence technique he had learned from Slytherin didn't have much effect, and he clearly wrote in the book that this kind of magic could make the Quartet surrender as long as it was used properly, and he said with a bow, and the two of them were sober in a second.

Seeing the two wizards walking farther and farther away, Sylby's mind was moving fast, he had just arrived in Pandora, his eyes were black, the night owl was gone, and Slytherin was nowhere to be seen, and he had to have enough information to gain a foothold here.

"Wait a minute!" he called out to the two of them.

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

"Would you like to meet Salazar Slytherin?"

Sylby immediately threw out his bombshell news, and the two wizards who blew up directly stood up straight.

The thin wizard's wary expression gradually became stunned, and his eyes widened, "What did you say?"

Sylby was sure, "I have a way for you to get to know Salazar Slytherin." ”

"What are you kidding," the thin wizard immediately shook his head like a rattle, "Salazar Slytherin is withdrawn and arrogant by nature, how can he be known by a milky little white face like yours." ”

"Well," said Sylby with a grin, "I'm his butler." ”

"Butler, where's the evidence?"

The Skinny Wizard was still skeptical.

"Nope. ”

Sylby sighed: "If you want to get to know Slytherin, you can sit down and talk, if you don't want to get to know each other, you can just leave." ”

After saying that, he waited quietly.

There was silence for about three seconds.

The thin wizard looked at him gloomily: "Little friend, I advise you not to lie to me, if I find out that you are talking big, don't blame us bloodthirsty twins for being ruthless." ”

"It turned out to be the Bloodthirsty Twins!"

Sylby looked abruptly realized and reverent: "No wonder I feel a little familiar, oops, I've heard of your name for a long time." ”

He didn't blush and said, "You are much more majestic than you rumored." ”

As soon as the sycophants were slapped up, the thin wizard couldn't hold back, and the fat wizard had already grinned at the root of his ears.

"Don't talk about useless things. The thin wizard's face softened, but 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. ”

Sylby sat down at the open-air table, and he threw out the gold coin that Slytherin had given him. Skilfully greeted the tavernkeeper, "Two ten-year-old bottles of Andalusian sherry." ”

The female boss who got the gold coins put away his gold coins with a smile and enthusiastically brought him two bottles of aged wine, as well as some cold dishes for wine.

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

"Sit down. ”

Sylby enthusiastically opened the sherry and poured a glass for each of the two wizards: "Introductions also come at a price, I want to hear you finish." ”

No, under the seduction of fine wine, the fat wizard put the previous unhappiness behind and sat down happily. Although the thin man was a little reluctant, he reluctantly sat down.

The fat man raised his head and drank the glass of wine in one gulp, smacking his lips: "What do you want to hear, young man." ”

Silby immediately poured him another glass enthusiastically: "Whoever marries whom, something big is about to happen in this city!"

"Didn't your master tell you?"

The skinny wizard asked suspiciously.

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

Sylby said lightly, "You know, a powerful wizard like him will always spend a lot of time learning magic. ”

"Well, that's nature, wizard. ”

The fat man took another sip and talked eloquently: "Two years ago, Antonio V, the most famous sorcerer in the Iberian Peninsula, died suddenly, leaving the throne to his wife, the current Queen of Pandora, Beatrix I, but unfortunately the two did not give birth to an heir during their lifetime.

A year after Antonio's death, the young Beatrix I sent an invitation to the most prestigious and capable wizards in the Holy Roman Empire to come to Pandora and participate in a tournament in which the winner could be the husband of Queen Pandora, or ...."

As he spoke, the fat wizard drank a bottle of wine in one gulp, blushed and slammed the bottle on the table, spewing wine, and said, "Own this city." ”