There Were Too Many People Outside Just Now...

After finishing her classes the next day, Silan packed her things and prepared to go to Hogsmeade.

Pippin's Potions to exchange some money, and while you're at it, use Snape's connections to see if you can squeeze out a little more benefit.

Mr. Pippin mentioned it twice to George and Fred, so he must have taken it quite seriously.

As he walked down the corridor, Silan noticed that the young wizards beside him were all stepping aside to make way for him.

Whispers arose from the crowd.

"Is that Prewett? The flying Dragon Rider, the Heir of Slytherin?"

A first-year wizard stood on tiptoe, craning his neck to look in Silan's direction.

"It's him. Be careful, don't stare at him."

Another second-year wizard hurriedly tugged at his sleeve, while simultaneously covering his face with the sleeve of his own robe.

It seemed she was afraid of being seen by Silan.

"Is he really that good? He looks quite thin..."

"Hmph, if you had been in the Great Hall the other day, you wouldn't have asked such a stupid question."

The second-year wizard's still-childish face showed a hint of age as he continued, "He defeated the mad Lockhart, snatched the Basilisk from his grasp, and became the new Heir of Slytherin!"

The first-year wizard shrank back fearfully and whispered, "Whoever wins is the heir?"

"That really has the Slytherin style..."

As Malfoy walked out of the classroom, he saw a group of people cowering in front of Silan and curled his lip in disdain.

He strode forward, quickly passing by Silan, a victorious smile playing on his lips.

They walk Prewett.

I'm still the best!

Malfoy stood at the top of the stairs, arrogantly raising his head and glancing at Silan.

However, Prewett is also good.

They certainly deserve to be compared to themselves.

I need to establish my own power as soon as possible and rival Prewett.

Silan ignored the reactions of the others and quietly walked upstairs.

But before he could even reach the top of the stairs, a clear chirp suddenly rang out.

A fiery red figure suddenly appeared without warning.

"Phoenix!"

The sharp-eyed young wizard caught sight of the suddenly appearing red figure and exclaimed in surprise.

The Phoenix is a rare and powerful Magical Creatures, even rarer than the Dragon.

There are countless legends about the Phoenix.

It is said that its tears have powerful healing properties, its songs can strengthen the courage of those with pure hearts, it can be reborn from the ashes, and it can also disappear and reappear at will...

In the minds of these young wizards, it seemed that only their headmaster Dumbledore, had a Phoenix as a pet in the entire Wizarding World.

"But how did it suddenly appear here?"

Everyone was curious.

Fawkes gracefully flapped its wings and circled twice in the air.

Its vibrant feathers Winky in the sunlight, and its elegant, beautiful tail feathers traced mesmerizing arcs in the air.

Ultimately, it landed on Silan's shoulders.

"Long time no see, my little friend Silan."

Fawkes's voice grew slightly lower as its Nirvana Rebirth progressed.

If it was a babyish, childlike voice before, it has now become a little boy's voice.

However, his tone remained old-fashioned.

"Hello, Fawkes," Silan greeted.

Fawkes stood on his shoulders and bent down towards him.

The young wizards nearby were all stunned.

Because of their power and rarity, Phoenix have always been incredibly proud and disdainful of approaching ordinary wizards.

But now Fawkes not only stood on Prewett's shoulders, but also bowed to him.

This is truly incredible.

I apologize for my intrusion.

Fawkes flicked its tail feathers and proudly raised its head.

"It's nothing, what do you need me for?" Silan asked.

"Nothing important." Fawkes glanced at the young wizards around him, then winked at Silan. "Just passing by, and by the way..."

Silan found it somewhat amusing; to him, the statement was riddled with flaws.

They all teleported here instantly, and you still say you were just passing by?

Fawkes winked at Silan again.

It's clearly hinting at something.

Silan glanced at the young wizards around her, and seemed to understand.

"Let's go somewhere else."

After saying that, Silan led Fawkes upstairs.

After he left, the young wizards around him recovered and started talking excitedly.

"Did you see that? It's incredible!"

"The Phoenix! Even the Phoenix is fond of him!"

"I've read in ancient texts that the Phoenix is a very proud creature, but it... Prewett is truly unfathomable!"

The first-year wizard who had asked the question earlier, upon seeing this, clicked his tongue in amazement and said, "You're right, Prewett is indeed amazing."

"I told you that already."

The second-year student next to him, who had witnessed the Great Hall incident, smirked smugly.

Malfoy glanced in the direction Silan had gone, flicked his robe, snorted coldly, and left in the opposite direction.

Silan led Fawkes to a secluded corner and asked, "Did you come to see me because of the seeds I gave you last time?"

Fawkes nodded.

Silan spoke up, which relieved the creature.

After all, she was a Phoenix, and it was somewhat shameful for her to ask a minor wizard for food.

"There were a lot of people outside just now..."

Fawkes turned his head and coughed twice, looking a little embarrassed, and said in a low voice, "You said before that the seeds would be ready for harvest soon, and told me I could come find you."

It didn't dare to speak just now because it was afraid that Silan would feed it the seed in front of a group of young wizards.

That would be incredibly embarrassing.

Silan nodded, surprised that it really was because of this.

It seems that to win the heart of a Phoenix, you must first win Phoenix stomach.

Fortunately, he was already prepared.

Silan grabbed a handful of fresh Tonguefire Grass seeds and handed them to Fawkes.

Fawkes glanced around reservedly, and after confirming that no one was around, he lowered his head and began to eat heartily.

Fawkes didn't stop until he had eaten the last seed in Silan's hand.

Silan then filled a small cloth bag and handed it to Fawkes.

"Take these home and eat them."

The fact that they were being given food and gifts made Fawkes feel a little awkward.

What a warm, intelligent, and polite little wizard!

From Silan's voluntary departure to her bringing up the seeds, and finally giving him so many seeds, every single thing she did warmed Fawkes's heart and stomach.

Such a young wizard is so rare!

"Young friend Silan, I really don't know how to thank you enough," Fawkes said gratefully.

"You're welcome," Silan said with a smile. "I'm glad you like it."

What's free is often the most expensive.

Is there something about you that I desire even more?

[Animal Bloodline: Proficiency +15]

Fawkes grabbed the small bag, touched, and looked at Silan earnestly, saying, "When my feathers grow long enough, I'll definitely give you one."

Fearing Silan might refuse, Fawkes quickly added, "Take it, my friend, it's a symbol of our friendship."

"Okay, I'm looking forward to it." Silan nodded. "If you don't have enough seeds, come find me again."

Fawkes left, quite satisfied.

Silan was very satisfied.

Unexpectedly, I not only improved my proficiency in Animal Bloodline, but also gained an unexpected bonus.

Silan arrived in Hogsmeade through a secret passage.

When he arrived at Pippin's Potions, he found that Pippin was preparing to close the shop.

"Here to buy Potions?" Pippin glanced at Silan and shook his head. "You're too late."

"To be precise, I came to see you," Silan said.

"Looking for me?"