[Comprehensive British and American] The Second Coming of the Demon King

Finally walking out of the kitchen with hot soup and bread, Monigus breathed a sigh of relief, the old man did not miss any chance to test.

Opening the door of his dormitory, Monigus found that Lucius had fallen asleep again.

However, he still felt that Lucius should eat something before going to bed.

Putting the tray on the table beside the bed, he patted Lucius lightly.

Seeing Lucius open his eyes bewilderedly, Monigus felt that the heart that had been hanging for a long time was finally let go, and this person finally returned to his side.

"Lucius, eat something before going to bed." Monigus pinned Lucius' slipped hair behind his ear.

Lucius lazily rubbed his face on the silk quilt, and said reluctantly, "Okay."

Monigus smiled, helped him to sit up, and dragged anything to turn it into a small table that could be placed on the bed, so that Lucius could eat conveniently.

Seeing some crude dinners, Lucius pouted, but didn't say anything.

He knew that his protest must be ineffective, Monigus must have countless excuses to accept the dinner in front of him.

How could Monigus not know what Lucius was thinking, and sat on the other side of the table a little funny, and helped Lucius tear up the bread and soak it in the soup, so that it would be easier to digest.

Lucius forked a piece of soft bread into his mouth in disgust, but luckily it tasted good.

Lucius didn't put down the fork until he felt full, stroked the still unchanged belly, and sighed comfortably.

Monigus cleared the dining table, and then restrained the gentle smile on his lips, and turned serious, "Give me an explanation, why did you appear in my room with a whole body wounded."

Lucius grinned and sighed inwardly, finally here.

He looked away a little guilty, not daring to meet Monigus' eyes.

Looking at Lucius' appearance, the worries that had been suppressed in Monigus's heart for many days and the anger when he saw Lucius was injured all rushed up.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Monigus raised his hand and squeezed Lucius' shoulder, pressed him on the head of the bed, and roared in a low voice: "Lucius Malfoy, you'd better tell me honestly ,otherwise……"

Monigus didn't continue, but the threat was obvious.

Lucius smiled wryly, "I'm sorry, Moni, for worrying you. But, there's no way, I can't say it."

Monigus was silent, he knew that Lucius' injury this time must be because of the mission that person assigned him.

This made Monigus even more annoyed.

Lucius put his hand on the hand that Monigus pressed on his shoulder, gently grasped it, took it off and placed it on his waist.

Then he stretched out his arms and wrapped them around Monigus' neck, hugged him, and kissed the corner of his lips.

Monigus hugged Lucius helplessly, caught up to his withdrawn lips and deepened the kiss.

Lucius' silver-gray eyes flashed a sly look, and he closed them to enjoy Monigus' tenderness.

After the kiss, Monigus stroked Lucius's smooth platinum-blond hair, frowned and asked, "You have the ring I gave you on your hand, and the communication armband also has the defense that I specially engraved for you. Magic circle, it stands to reason that you should not be so easily injured, nor should you be so seriously injured."

Lucius was stunned for a moment, he thought Monigus had forgotten this.

Looking up in embarrassment, he found that Moniques was looking at his black eyes, and there was a smile in them.

He knew that the person in front of him had seen through his plan, bit his lips annoyed, and had no choice but to say, "The magic circle on the ring and armband is broken."

Monigus looked at Lucius in surprise: "What did you say?"

Lucius repeated with a sigh.

In fact, he didn't want to say that at all, because it could only tell Monigus what kind of dangerous situation he was facing at that time.

If he didn't have these two things on him, he would probably have gone to see Merlin by now.

Monigus raised Lucius' hand, and saw that the ring on his finger was dull in color and cracked on the surface.

And when Lucius took off his clothes, he didn't see the communication armband on his arm.

Obviously, that thing has been killed, and there is no body.

Monigus took off Lucius' ring silently, this thing can still be repaired.

Lucius looked at the silent Monigus and felt a little uncomfortable. He knew that this injury worried him.

Holding Monigus' hand with his backhand, Lucius squeezed it slightly.

Monigus held Lucius in his arms silently, this was the first time he felt this powerless feeling after becoming the Dark Lord.

And it must not be done by one person who can hurt Lucius like this, it can't be DarkLord or White Wizard, then it can only be the old devil king who has been entangled with White Wizard.

Gellert Grindelwald.

Although Gellert Grindelwald was nominally defeated by the White Wizard and imprisoned in Nurmengard, his saints are still loyal to him.

Just like this Triwizard Tournament, didn't Gellert Grindelwald easily appear in Durmstrang?

Even though the white wizard has seen him through, he still stays here, and even has a formal official identity.

It can also be seen that Gellert Grindelwald's influence on the German magic world is definitely no less than that of the Dark Lord and the White Wizard.

He can even surpass those two, because there is no white wizard in Germany to fight against him, and Albus Dumbledore is beyond his reach when he wants to control Gellert Grindelwald.

It can only be said that Gellert Grindelwald was imprisoned because of himself, because he was trapped by his own heart.

But now that Gellert Grindelwald is out of Nurmengard after years of self-imprisonment, does this represent a change of heart?

Moreover, Monigus always felt that the few times Gellert Grindelwald touched him, he was testing him.

So, what exactly does he want to appear this time?

Couldn't it be just to come out to meet the old man with white beard?

Sighing slightly, Monigus put down all the chaotic thoughts in his head, and held Lucius's hand tightly, "I don't ask how you got hurt this time, but you have to remember, you are My man, I will not allow you to risk yourself."

Lucius smiled wryly, and he also knew that he was a little wrong about this time.

After all, he wasn't really loyal to that person, but he still put himself in danger because of that person's mission, and even almost lost his life.

However, he couldn't tell Monigus that it was actually a trick he used this time, in order to win that person's trust and earn more benefits.

But, even if Lucius didn't say it, wouldn't Monigus know about it?

He really knows his platinum lover very well, and he can be sure that this person should have met DarkLord before coming to him.

Otherwise, wouldn't his injuries be in vain?

However, Monigus doesn't want to say this now, no matter what this man wants, he can believe him.

Because they are lovers and soulmates at the same time, it is a constant bond.

"These days, you should take a good rest, let Phil drink compound soup for you in tomorrow's game?" Monigus suggested.

Lucius originally wanted to object, because this is not the UK after all, and there are many things to be done carefully.

If someone discovers it accidentally, the consequences will be disastrous.

Monigus seemed to know what Lucius was thinking, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "What? Doesn't Lucius trust my potion?"

Lucius smiled wryly. How could he not believe it, so he had no choice but to agree, "Okay, be careful."

Monigus nodded in satisfaction, the two stopped talking and fell asleep one after another.

Early the next morning, Monigus knocked on Philomena's door and gave her the modified Polyjuice Potion containing Lucius' hair.

Although Philomena was reluctant to make herself a man, she finally agreed.

And Monigus went to the field, the starting point of the second project is still there.

When Monigus arrived, the stands were almost full of wizards who had come to watch the match, and all Durmstrang's students had arrived.

Monigus stood on the field again with Lucius' calm mood after his return, and they will start from here.

As the No.1 of the previous project, Monigus won the reward of starting 2 minutes earlier than No.15 Clifford Stowe.

That being the case, Monigus would naturally not be polite.

With a "snap", Monigus disappeared in place.

"Merlin, that's apparition. Monique Prince of Hogwarts is only 13 years old. Has he passed the examination of the Department of Transportation of the Ministry of Magic?" the narrator shouted in surprise.

His partner, fed up with his stupidity, stomped on him.

Is this guy an idiot?If that Monigus didn't pass the test, can he use it in front of so many people?

You know that's illegal!

Few people would be so foolish to get themselves involved in a lawsuit. This Monigus Prince must have obtained permission from the Department of Transport of the Ministry of Magic.

Sure enough, "Lucius" uttered the perfect aria: "Of course, it is obvious to all that our Hogwarts Mr. Monique Prince is very good. He passed the Ministry of Magic in his second year." The Department of Transportation's exam on Apparition."

"Oh, of course. Thanks to Mr. Lucius Malfoy, the representative of the British Ministry of Magic, for clarifying our doubts." The commentator immediately echoed, but he didn't want to offend the poisonous snake in Britain at all.

Even Germany has heard about the strength of the Malfoy family.

Although the main family of the Malfoy family is in England, their family also has business dealings with Germany, and even he, a small official of the Ministry of Magic, knows about it.

The questioning just now was purely because of the quick talk of surprise.