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

After Gellert Grindelwald removed the magic for Lucius, Lucius gradually recovered.

That magic was created by Gellert Grindelwald, and because it took effect so quickly, Monigus couldn't grasp the idea of ​​dispelling it.

Fortunately, the final result is still good.

What made Monigus very upset was that the old devil even hinted that he owed him a favor. Didn't he know that it was already a great deal of face for him not to pursue him for hurting Lucius?

"Monigus Price! I want to get out of bed!" Lucius protested dissatisfied, his silver-gray eyes deepened a little with anger.

Monigus looked at Lucius with a headache, and patiently explained: "Lucius, you need to rest for two more days, the magic before made your body too weak, and now you have not fully recovered."

Lucius' anger subsided a little, but he still complained: "But I've been lying in bed for ten days, ten days, and my feet haven't even touched the ground."

Monigus held his forehead helplessly. He knew he hadn't gotten out of bed for ten days, but what could he do?

That magic almost swallowed all the strength in Lucius's body before, and he couldn't even speak in the end, and he didn't know how he raised his arm that day.

Lucius pursed his lips aggrievedly, his silver-gray eyes were suddenly clouded with water, and his eye sockets turned slightly red, "Money."

Seeing Lucius' appearance, Monigus was so distressed that he had no choice but to lose, "Okay, okay, I'll take you out for a walk."

"Okay." Lucius laughed happily, all the moisture and tears disappeared in an instant.

Monigus rolled his eyes depressedly, and he knew that this person did it on purpose.

"Cunning platinum nobleman." Monigus muttered softly, and began to dress Lucius.

Because of the previous injury and the influence of the black magic later, Lucius lost a lot of weight.

The originally tight and well-proportioned body is now so thin that you can touch the bones.

Obviously Lucius also cared, at least he looked in the mirror less these days.

Monigus was also quite speechless about this point, platinum nobles always cared so much about their appearance.

It's like Abraxas Malfoy, he remembers in a previous life, when he was with Abu at Hogwarts.

That time, a Gryffindor student came up to provoke him, and a curse just happened to brush Abraxas' cheek.

When Abraxas felt the blood streaming from his cheek, the first thing he did was to take out the mirror from his pocket and carefully look at the wound on his cheek.

The second thing is to put away both the mirror and the wand.

The third thing is to drink away all the Slytherins around him, and challenge the Gryffindor who hurt him, one-on-one.

Then all the Slytherin students and Gryffindor students present were fortunate enough to witness a scene where the young master of the Malfoy family went berserk and beat up Gryffindor.

Thinking about it, Monigus grinned, it was really horrible.

At that time, Abraxas didn't use any magic, and completely beat up that Gryffindor with physical skills.

Until that Gryffindor couldn't stand begging for mercy.

Then word came from the medical wing that the hapless Gryffindor had lost four teeth and three broken ribs.

For a long time after that, Gryffindors walked around Abraxas.

It was also at that time that Moniques knew that Abraxas, who looked slender and thin, was a master of body art.

It was Abraxas who made Monigus realize that magic is not omnipotent.

And Monigus also knew how much the Malfoy family cared about their exquisite appearance. At least Lucius spent no less than two hours a day on taking care of his appearance and nursing.

Wrap Lucius tightly, put on a thick fur cloak, then wrap a thick scarf made of unicorn hair, and pull up the cap on the cloak, Monigus hugs Lucius S walked out.

Looking at Lucius's slender and white jaw lined with fluffy unicorn fur, Lucius' cheeks were slightly flushed because he was finally able to go out, and Monigus gently pressed a kiss on his lips .

Lucius embraced Monigus' neck with both hands, his silver-gray eyes sparkled with a smile and shone brightly.

It was snowing outside, and Monigus walked out step by step facing the snowflakes with Lucius in his arms.

Behind them, Albus Dumbledore stood quietly with an inexplicable expression.

Helping Lucius tighten the hood, Monigus asked, "Where do you want to go?"

Lucius leaned on Monigus' shoulder, thought for a while and said, "Let's find a place with few people."

Monigus nodded, and then walked towards the tower with Lucius in his arms. In such a snowy weather, there must not be many people there.

Sure enough, as Monigus thought, there was no one on the tower.

Monigus walked to the edge of the roof, sat down with Lucius in his arms.

The two of them leaned their heads against each other, watching the goose-feather-like snow flutter and fall.

Lucius struggled from the cloak for a while, then stretched out a hand, and gave Monigus a sideways look, complaining that he wrapped himself too tightly.

Monigus touched his nose. This person was much weaker due to the injury, and he didn't want to make this guy sick again because of the cold.

Looking at Lucius stretching out his hand to catch the snowflakes, letting the fluffy snowflakes melt into drops of water in his palm, the gentle smile on the corner of his lips, and the light shining in his silver-gray eyes, Monigus felt himself His heart seemed to melt as well.

Reaching out to hold Lucius' cold hand, ignoring the man's dissatisfied eyes, he hugged him into his arms.

Neither of the two of them spoke, and they hadn't gotten along so quietly for a long time.

Whether it's the Dark Lord or the White Wizard, they put a lot of pressure on them, and the anxiety and uneasiness in their hearts can be seen.

Monigus thought of the diadem bubbling in his lab, something was ripe for it to begin.

And because of this injury and the successful completion of the mission, Lucius must be able to reach the highest point of power by that person's side.

That man would still feel sorry for Lucius when Abraxas had just passed away for two years.

Monigus does not deny the influence of Abraxas on him, whether it is past or present.

Thinking of the big platinum nobleman who was still lying in the magic circle in the secret room, and the little platinum nobleman who was recovering from a serious illness in his arms, Monigus had a headache, both of them are troublesome guys.

As expected of father and son.

"Okay, let's go back. Your body still can't stand the cold." As he said that, Monigus picked up Lucius and walked back.

This time, Lucius did not refuse, he also wanted to get well soon, it was rare that he could be by Monigus' side this year.

"The third project, do you have an idea?" Lucius sat at the table and elegantly cut the steak.

He hadn't eaten this kind of food for more than ten days, and he had all kinds of liquid food every day, which really drove him crazy.

Sitting opposite Lucius, Monigus used the same movements to deal with the food on the plate. He looked up at Lucius, and then replied, "I haven't had time to look at it yet."

The quest egg was thrown aside when it was brought back. Lucius was seriously ill, so he didn't have the mood to study it.

Looking at Lucius' expectant eyes, Monigus had no choice but to pick up the napkin and wipe his mouth, then took the egg and put it in Lucius' hand.

"That's it?" Lucius fiddled with the egg in his hand, observing carefully.

There are no gaps that cannot be opened.

The surface is smooth with no special patterns engraved on it.

After thinking about it, Lucius slowly input the magic power into the egg like using a double-sided mirror.

With the input of his magic power, the egg also began to change, and it began to light up slowly.

Lucius knew the method was correct when he saw the change in the task egg, so he accelerated the input of magic power.

After a while, the whole egg lit up completely.

Both Lucius and Monigus looked at the egg suspiciously. Although it was lit up, there was nothing that could be called a clue.

Monigus frowned, then seemed to think of something.

He stood up and drew the curtains, and the whole room was plunged into darkness.

At this time, a miraculous scene happened.

Lucius and Monigus looked at the twinkling stars reflected on the ceiling and walls, and the inscription in the center: Find the Lost Treasure.

"Well, it seems that this is the third project." Lucius said with one hand on his chin.

Monigus nodded, treasure?

This project is a bit weird.

"What treasure do you have?" Lucius looked at Monigus, with a playful flash of light in his beautiful silver-gray eyes.

Monigus thought for a moment, "Well, a lot."

"Then what's the most precious thing?" Lucius continued to ask, his eyes became brighter.

With a smile in his eyes, Monigus said seriously: "You are my most precious treasure."

Lucius was very satisfied listening to Monigus's answer, but a blush slowly glowed on his cheeks.

Slightly raised his chin, gave Monigus a "knowledgeable" look, and said, "Of course, Malfoy is always the best."

After finishing speaking, I couldn't help laughing.

Monigus looked at Lucius with a smile, put away the egg, pushed Lucius' dinner plate forward, and urged him to continue eating.

Lucius looked at Monigus with some distress. In fact, the reason why he mentioned the Triwizard Tournament was because he didn't want to continue eating.

I don't know why, after this injury and illness, his appetite has become smaller, and he really can't eat anymore.

But looking at Monigus' unquestionable eyes, Lucius knew that his little tricks had been seen through.

Pick up the knife and fork resignedly, let's eat.

Maybe his body will return to its original state, and he will be free...