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

Monigus returned to the bedroom he shared with Severus, and Severus' rare request to stay with Irene gave Monigus some time to think independently.

There are still three years before he will enter Hogwarts to study, and Monigus feels that he still needs to prepare a lot in these three years.

It took him eight years to strengthen himself, and now the magic power in his body is not inferior to that of an excellent adult wizard, and the purity of magic power may not even be comparable to Dumbledore.

Monigus does not deny Dumbledore's excellence, otherwise he would not have gained such a high reputation in the wizarding world, although a large part of it came from his defeat of the former Dark Lord.

The duel between the White Wizard and the first Dark Lord and the defeat of the first Dark Lord were full of drama. Monigus had no doubts in the past, but for Moni who had discovered Dumbledore's trap As far as Gus is concerned, he is a little more suspicious of Dumbledore.

This made Monigus also start to wonder if there was any hidden secret in the duel back then?

However, it is useless to suspect these now, after all, even if he and Severus were given the name of Prince, under the deliberate concealment of the Prince family, no one else in the magic world knew about it.

Although Monigus could use the influence of the Prince family to investigate this matter, but with his character, how could he do such a thing of begging for help, even if that person was his grandfather.

And now that the Prince family has to face the pressure of a Dark Lord, they have to adopt the method of exiling the family heir to protect themselves wisely. How can he make the current Prince worse, and provoke the fear of a white wizard?

Unable to help, Monigus has a headache. It seems that what he needs most now is a force that belongs only to him. The once excellent Death Eater is now being abused by that brain-dead demon king. He can only reorganize team.

Monigus clutched his forehead in annoyance, how could he be so stupid in his previous life, and fell into Dumbledore's trap without any doubt at all.

Even when he started to lose control when he split the third piece of soul, he never doubted it.

Covering his eyes in depression, Monigus couldn't help but light up the extent of his brain damage in his previous life. He was in Dumbledore's palm from the beginning to the end, and he even triumphantly announced that he would unify the magic world?

Was that old bee Dumbledore laughing at him from behind his back, squinting his blue eyes while eating sweets?

Moniques couldn't help crying, but now he didn't have such a leisurely time for him to grieve, so he could only make a careful plan to redeem his past mistakes.

And no matter what he does, he needs one thing now, and that is money.

It doesn't matter if it's pounds or Galleons, as long as it's currency, he needs it.He might not care about stupid Muggles in the past, but now he is not as arrogant as he used to be.

Before returning to Hogwarts, maybe he can do something in the Muggle world, and maybe this will be the biggest boost to his rise again in the future.

As the heir of a family of potions, the last thing Monigus lacked was potion formulas, and he already knew a little about the Muggle world, so he naturally understood what could attract Muggles.

No matter when and where, for anyone, beautiful appearance, graceful figure, outstanding temperament, and extraordinary conversation will always give people a good first impression.

What's more, for a woman, a delicate appearance and a slender figure will always make them willing to throw away a lot of money.

Therefore, the first pot of gold that Monigus intends to make is from women.

Glory potion that can make people have a good complexion and get rid of all negative states, whitening potion that can make the skin fair, slimming potion that can make the figure slim, and freckle potion that can remove freckles on the face.

While sketching on the paper, Monigus raised his eyebrows. He never thought that these chicken ribs in the potion turned out to be the magical medicine that Muggles dream of.

These potions that he has been neglecting all this time, are probably only the favorites of families like the Platinum Peacock, and noble ladies...

The materials used to brew these kinds of potions are very cheap basic medicinal materials. For Monigus and Severus, this investment is nothing at all.

In order for these potions not to alert Muggles, Monigus decided to improve the formula and change their shape and effect.

Like Glory Potion, although it does not need to change its form, it must be diluted a thousand times to change the weird taste, put it in a small glass bottle, and drink a bottle every day without interruption. It is possible to see some effects.

The whitening agent can be used directly and absorbed by the skin through massage and other techniques, but only one or two drops should be strictly used each time, so that it can be called an essence.

The slimming potion was prepared by Monigus and the tea leaves, so that the tea leaves could fully absorb the slimming potion diluted a thousand times. Just drink a small packet every day, and you would lose weight slowly.

The freckle-removing medicine is made into a paste, which is applied to the spot where there are spots. After several times, the spots will fade and finally disappear.

"Brother, what are you writing?" Monigus was concentrating on designing a formula that would bring him great benefits, but was startled by the sudden voice above his head, and almost threw the pen in his hand out.

Severus looked at his brother apologetically, and he also knew that the sudden sound just now seemed to scare his dear brother.

"Oh, Sever." Monigus looked at Severus helplessly, rubbing his forehead.

He was too relaxed in this family. In the past, no one could appear around him so silently without being noticed by him, not even someone as powerful as Dumbledore.

"Sorry, brother. But, what are you writing?" Severus looked at the paper in Monigus' hands curiously.

Monigus pulled Severus to let him sit at the desk together, and then flattened the paper again, and said, "Severus, I plan to improve these potion formulas, and then promote them to Muggle world, prepare for our future."

As the closest person to Moniques, Severus has always known that he has secrets and ambitions, and he has a vague if not clear understanding of what he said about the future.

He knew that Monigus must have something to ask for in the magic world in that future.

From childhood to adulthood, Severus has seen all of Monigus' actions. He knows why Monigus is making sufficient preparations, and every step he takes is carefully considered.

And he doesn't need Monigus to explain anything, he just needs to follow the path that Monigus expects, because he firmly believes that his brother will prepare the best for him.

"What can I do for my brother?" Severus looked at Monigus expectantly with his dark eyes shining brightly.

Monigus felt a warm feeling across his chest, rubbed Severus's soft and slightly curly black hair and said, "Sevre can do a lot, why don't you come with me to improve these potion formulas? Severus He is much more talented than me in this regard, and I believe that with Seaver's help, my plan will soon be put into practice."

Monigus didn't say that to comfort Severus, it was true.Severus was far more talented than he was when it came to potions.

Severus nodded heavily when he heard that, and silently recited the direction of improvement that Monigus had written on the paper. He was very happy to be able to help his brother.

He understood that although he was only eight years old, he and Monigus could no longer enjoy their childhood as children, because they were burdened with the glory of the Prince family, and Monigus seemed to be burdened more than him. need more.

Looking at Severus who quickly lay aside and entered the research state, the corner of Monigus's lips curled up into a warm smile, such a smile rarely appeared on his face no matter in his previous life or this life , but now he is not stingy with such a smile.

Thinking of the difficulties he will face in the future, Monigus restrained his smile, pursed his lips slightly, and a look of determination flashed across his eyes, he will protect the person he loves in this life.

Taking the rest of the paper on the table, Monigus started to write and draw again, Severus worked so hard, how could he be lazy as an elder brother.

Even the improvement of the freckle-removing potion, which seemed the simplest and tasteless to Monigus, took him and Severus a lot of time, not only changing the shape and taste of the potion, but also reducing its effectiveness and making it less effective. It took them a lot of thought to see the effect become more and more obvious.

Therefore, it took nearly a month for Monigus to improve the formula of the Glory Potion. He was already calm, but it took so much effort to dilute and change the taste of the potion, which made Monigus very depressed. .

Holding the prepared four recipes, Monigus smiled faintly at Severus, gently hugged Severus, rubbed his somewhat greasy black hair and said: "We finally succeeded, Sev."

Seeing the delighted smile on his pale face, Monigus couldn't help but continue to say maliciously: "But, your hair should be washed again."

Sure enough, Sif, who was very happy just now, will look at him angrily like a puppy that has been drenched in cold water.

The annoyed Monigus couldn't help laughing, and Severus flicked his sleeves angrily and shut himself in the bathroom.

Hearing the loud closing sound, Monigus finally reduced his laughter conscientiously, and knocked on the door while laughing in a low voice: "Okay, Sev, I'm joking with you, don't be angry, okay?" ?”

Hearing the sound of water coming from the bathroom, and the faint cold snort, Monigus shook his head helplessly and chuckled, with warm smiles in his eyes.