Night Owl finally left Silby. Although he liked this bird that could only talk to him, there was nothing he could do. After all, he already had an owner.

Silby didn't have much to do about Night Owl's warning before he left. He had no capital to resist Slytherin now. Even if he knew he was dangerous, there was nothing he could do. However, Silby was quite confident in his talent.

He believed that given time, Slytherin would never surpass him in magic.

He cherished the feather in his chest. After all, it was the first gift given to him by his first friend.

Then, he took the gold coins given to him by Slytherin and walked around Pandora City. For him, this was a magical and new experience. For sixteen years, he had been treated by his father, Ramiro I.

He was locked up in a small manor and was not allowed to go out. The only people he saw were maids and guards dressed exactly the same, and those maids and guards even wore masks and stared at him all day long.

But now, in Pandora.

Various men and women passed by Silby. Some of them were carrying huge baskets on their heads. The baskets were filled with fish caught from the sea. The hunters displayed various prey caught from the mountains on the ground.

The spices in the wooden shop are colorful, and the prostitutes on the street have their hands on their hips, peeling oranges, and showing off their bodies without restraint.

There were even some guys dressed as wizards, pushing carts, selling all kinds of weird gadgets, including eyeballs that rotated in the air, talking parrots, and lightning in a bottle.

The smell of spices, fish, and dyes in the market, as well as the hawking and shouting 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. They didn't even care about Silby's existence.

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

He would ask about the price of every commodity in detail, and he would touch and see every unique magic prop.

But no matter how much the merchant boasted, Silby didn't spend a penny to buy it. It wasn't that he didn't want to buy it. In fact, he wanted to buy a little of everything to try.

He had no money. Although Slytherin gave him money, it was not his own after all. It was still a waste of money. He was afraid that the terrible wizard would find fault with him.

Although the market was good, he didn't dare to visit it for too long. After all, he still had work to do.

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

The most indispensable thing in the port is naturally the bars. Without exception, these bars are all shabby, with a sculptured statue of Neptune, the god of the sea, squatting on the top. Even the strange signboards are full of rain erosion.

The cracks blown by the wind made creaking sounds from time to time.

Soon, he found the Shell and Conch Tavern. The inside of this tavern was a little dark, and the ceiling was quite low. The supporting pillars seemed to have not even peeled off the bark. There were some ropes hanging from the roof, and they were tied to them.

There are all kinds of strange things on display, including wine bottles, jars, wood, uncarved statues, stones, etc.

It doesn't look like a high-end place, but it looks like a place where wizards live.

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

But after doing all this, Slytherin still didn't come back. This is a very rare situation. When he was in the belly of the snake, Slytherin was a very focused and lazy person. Just like the snake, he didn't like exercise. Sometimes

He would stay in a place with a radius of less than ten square meters all day without moving.

Silby waited and waited until night fell and the lights came on, but did not wait for Salazar Slytherin's return.

Could it be that he is dead?

As soon as this idea appeared in Silby's mind, he immediately became excited. If that guy died, then he could regain his freedom without any worries.

But after being excited for less than two seconds, he calmed down. He felt that his idea was a bit ridiculous. The guy was far more dangerous than anyone he had ever seen. Even if everyone in this city died, he probably wouldn't be able to do it.

Will die.

After thinking about it 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 wouldn't have to waste time in the tavern. If nothing happened to him, it would also show that he valued him as his master.

Pandora is the world of women at night. The prostitutes who have been dormant during the day are now standing on the street in twos and threes. They twist their waists and wear tulle skirts. Their slender legs flash under the skirts with a secret luster. They are like a girl.

The blossoming mandala blooms under the mysterious moonlight, seducing passing sailors like singing sirens.

Silby's handsome and delicate face attracted the attention of many women. Immediately, large groups of enthusiastic women came to chat with him, and some even laid their hands on his waist in an explicit manner.

At first, Silby could remain calm, but in the end, he was so disturbed that he bought a buffalo mask from a foreign shaman from the store and put it on his face. For this, he spent a silver coin that did not belong to him, which made his body hurt.

.

Fortunately, the women who harassed him dispersed, leaving him space to look for Slytherin.

However, after searching for a long time, he still didn't see Salazar Slytherin among the crowd, or even the guy in green clothes. At this time, his stomach growled as he hadn't eaten for a day.

In the distance there was an Arab selling grilled octopus, which gave off a strong smell of pepper.

Silby spent a few copper coins to buy a grilled octopus and ate it absentmindedly. If Slytherin still couldn't be found and he didn't come back tomorrow, then he might have to find a way to obtain magical knowledge from other places.

Suddenly, the secret communication between two people next to him was faintly transmitted to Sylby's ears.

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

"Gryffindor, which Gryffindor?"

"Who else could it be, but of course it would be Godric Gryffindor."

"Oh,"

One person exclaimed: "Now we have a good show. That guy is a man who is unwilling to be lonely."

"But his coming means that all the top wizards are here, and I'm afraid we have no hope.

"There is no hope or certainty. We can find some allies. We are definitely not the only ones who think so."

"Who will be Gryffindor's opponent? Have you ever seen someone swaggering through the market after stealing the goblin's treasure? That guy did it."

The fat wizard said sadly: "We will definitely have no chance of fighting against that kind of person."

"Why are you so pessimistic? You know, I saw Slytherin today."

Silby's ears immediately stood up as he was eating grilled octopus on the roadside. He heard Salazar Slytherin's name and turned his head.

The people chatting were two men sitting in the shadows drinking. One had a big belly, while the other was skinny.

After the thin man announced Slytherin's name, the fat man's voice immediately dropped three times, as if the name had its own voice-lowering function: "What!? Slytherin? He's here?"

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

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

"It's absolutely true, green robe, green eyes, short man, it's all true." The thin man said, "I saw him coming in from Sainte's Street in the morning."

"hiss!"

The fat wizard took a deep breath.

But soon he revealed a sinister smile.

"It's okay now. I was still a little panicked at first. We just need to sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers and wait for them to fight and both lose, and then we can reap the benefits."

The voice became lower and lower, and Silby had to move closer and closer silently to barely hear their conversation clearly.

"I'm afraid you are thinking too beautifully." The thin wizard said rationally: "Slytherin lost to Gryffindor in a duel three years ago. You don't know that that time, Gryffindor had just won

The goblin's sword killed several dark wizards in a row. Even though it has been so long, Slytherin is probably no match for him now."

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

"I don't know..." The thin man thought for a moment and said worriedly: "I'm afraid we have to take sides. If we follow Gryffindor, we have no chance at all. If we follow Slytherin, we might have a little chance."

"Don't..." The fat man hesitated, "It will bring 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 end because the two people found that an ear was only one centimeter away from them.

The owner of the ears is a gray-haired boy, holding a skewer of grilled octopus in his hand. The specific appearance is not clear, but he is wearing a black shaman's buffalo mask, which looks really weird.

"Who are you!?"

The thin wizard jumped up immediately. He never imagined that someone could come so close to them silently and not be discovered. It was simply unbelievable.

Silby was caught eavesdropping and scratched his head in embarrassment. He took off his buffalo mask and said with a bright smile: "What are you talking about? Who is marrying whom?"

That smile was like the starlight at night, relaxing one's spirit. 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, stood up from the wine table, and looked at Sylby warily: "Let's go, let's go."

The fat wizard also woke up, glared at Sylby angrily, and followed behind his companion.

Silby couldn't help but feel very upset when he saw that the mental influence technique he learned from Slytherin didn't have much effect. He clearly wrote in the book that this kind of magic can make everyone surrender as long as it is used properly.

Thanks, the two of them woke up in a second.

Seeing the two wizards walking further and further away, Sylby's mind was racing. He had just arrived in Pandora, and his eyes darkened. Night Owl was gone, and Slytherin was nowhere to be seen. If he wanted to gain a foothold here, he must

Have enough information.

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

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

time."

"Would you like to meet Salazar Slytherin?"

Silby immediately revealed his bombshell news, causing the two wizards to stand up straight.

The thin wizard's vigilant expression gradually turned into shock, and his eyes widened: "What did you say?"
To be continued...