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

Borrowing the fireplace in Head Slytherin's office that they had greeted earlier, Lucius and Monigus appeared in Malfoy Manor the next moment.

"Lucius, you're back." A thin pale man was leaning on the soft couch in the living room.

Lucius was startled when he heard the voice, and pulled Monigus a few steps forward to the soft couch, "Father, why don't you rest in the bedroom? The living room is cold and not suitable for you to recuperate."

As he said that, he planned to help his father up and send him back to the bedroom.

Abraxas Malfoy waved his hand and stopped Lucius from moving, "This is the heir of the Prince family, Monigus Prince?"

Lucius paused, followed his father's wishes and did not insist on sending him back to the bedroom to rest, and solemnly introduced: "Yes, father. This is the heir of the Prince family, Monigus Pu Rings."

Monigus came to Malfoy Manor, and the first thing he saw was the frail man, his best friend from the previous life, Abraxas Malfoy.

Afflicted by the illness, his skin lost its former brilliance, and his whole body was extremely thin, with his cheeks slightly sunken.Because this disease is very painful, if you use too much painkiller, you will gradually develop drug resistance, which will reduce the effect of the potion.

At this time, Abraxas hadn't had a good night's sleep for a long time, and often woke up with pain after sleeping for a while.

Now his face is pale, there are dark circles under his eyes, and he is very tired.

Lucius' eyes turned red when he saw his father, but Abraxas's same silver-gray eyes caught him and controlled his out-of-control emotions.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Malfoy." Monigus saluted.

"Welcome to Malfoy Manor, Mr. Prince." Even though he was sick, Abraxas still sat upright at this moment.

"It is my honor. I am very happy to be invited by Mr. Malfoy." Monigus laughed.

Abraxas nodded and gestured, "Please."

Monigus took the potion bottle used by Abraxas casually, put it under his nose and smelled it, and then took out a bottle of light pink transparent liquid medicine from the folding medicine box he carried with him and gave it to Lu Xiu s.

Not long after Lucius gave Abraxas a drink, he fell asleep.

Looking at his father's sleeping face, Lucius said with some emotion, "Father hasn't slept well for more than half a month."

"Well, this is my improved painkiller potion, which is naturally much stronger than those of St. Mungo's." The Prince family has many improved potion formulas, most of which have never been published.

Therefore, the Prince family has much more than the outside world guessed. Even the most common potion produced by the Prince family is two to three times or even more effective than similar potions that are popular outside. many.

"Lucius, send Mr. Malfoy to the bedroom, I need to examine him carefully." Monigus said to Lucius, sorting out the bottles and jars in the medicine cabinet.

Lucius nodded, and hugged his father into his arms. He was already a lot lighter, even the pajamas he was wearing looked loose.

Monigus carried the medicine box and followed Lucius into the master bedroom of Malfoy Manor. Looking at the weak Abraxas, he only felt sad.

After Lucius settled Abraxas, Monigus drew out his elder wand, and began to cast detection spells on Abraxas one by one.

Seeing the colorful lights constantly flashing on Abraxas, Monigus frowned more and more deeply.

It wasn't until all the magic light dissipated from Abraxas that Lucius covered his father with a quilt and asked eagerly, "Monigus, what's the matter? I noticed that your expression is not so optimistic. .”

Monigus still frowned and did not answer, and gestured for Lucius to follow him.

The two left the master bedroom in Malfoy Manor one after the other, leaving the master a quiet space to rest.

After pondering for a while, Monigus looked directly into Lucius' silver-gray eyes and said, "Lucius, do you believe me?"

Lucius was taken aback for a moment, and then he replied firmly, "I believe."

If Monique Prince hadn't believed in him, he wouldn't be standing in Malfoy Manor today.

Monigus pursed the corners of his lips, "Then, don't give your father any medicine and give up the treatment."

"What did you say?" Lucius asked in surprise, he wondered if his ears were broken, or how could he hear Monigus telling him to give up his father.

"Don't be so surprised, Lucius. I mean your father didn't have dragon sore syphilis," Monigus explained.

This time Lucius was really shocked, "You mean my father is not terminally ill? Then he can still be saved?" Lucius grabbed Monigus' shoulder in surprise.

But Monigus's answer made him fall back to hell in an instant, "On the contrary, it is more troublesome than dragon sore syphilis. In St. Mungo's, dragon sore syphilis may be a terminal disease. They can only relieve the patient but cannot take the patient out of Merlin's life." Hug, but I have a way to heal."

Frowning and thinking for a moment, he continued: "But according to my examination just now, your father's symptoms are not completely consistent with dragon sore syphilis, but it reminds me of another disease. It's just that it is a rare virus, but its nature is similar to Dragon sore syphilis is different, that is to say, the medicine for treating dragon sore syphilis is no less than meth to your father."

Lucius gasped when he heard the words. If it was true what Monigus said, wouldn't St. Mungo's therapist's daily treatment be pushing his father to death step by step?

"It is precisely because of the rarity of the virus that the treatment method is immature, and I still need time to study it." After speaking, Monigus was silent for a while, and looked calmly at Lucius' silver-gray eyes, " But what your father lacks the most is time, he still has a month at most."

The final blow landed so hard on Lucius Malfoy's heart that he staggered and almost fell.

Monigus sighed and supported the platinum prince who lost his composure. He understood what Abraxas Malfoy meant to him.

The two fell silent at the same time, and Monigus helped Lucius to sit on the sofa.

At this moment, Lucius buried his face in his hands, looking extremely decadent.

"Monigus, is there anything else you can do? Or, is it possible for Mr. Dominic Prince to help my father?" Lucius asked hoarsely.

Monigus shook his head and said: "My grandfather can't help Mr. Malfoy. His research direction is the improvement of potion formulas. He has no interest or experience in medical treatment."

Lucius' silver-gray pupils dimmed completely, and tears fell down his eyes without warning.

"Father," Lucius said silently, choked up.

Monigus sighed again. He felt that he sighed more today than in the previous ten years combined.

He hugged the weeping Lucius with some pity, but was hugged tightly by him the moment his hands touched his back.

Moniques looked helplessly at the sky, this hateful 11-year-old body.

Hearing the low sobs in his ears, and the wetness on his shoulders, Monigus knew that the platinum prince in front of him really put him in his heart, otherwise he would never have shown such a fragile look in front of him. one side.

Caressing Lucius' back, hoping to give him some comfort, so that he can have more strength to walk the next road.

"Time," whispered Monigus, "the prison of time."

Immediately, Monigus' eyes lit up, he patted Lucius on the back twice, and smiled happily: "Lucius, I think I have a solution, maybe I can save Mr. Malfoy."

Hearing this, Lucius' body could be felt trembling violently, grabbing Monigus' shoulders, staring at Monigus with his crying red silver-gray eyes and asking: "Moni, What you said is true? Can you really save my father?"

Monigus could clearly see the silver-gray eyes that were still dead just now, and the starting point of starlight rose again.

"It's true, it's just difficult, and Mr. Malfoy will probably disappear from the wizarding world for a while." Monigus nodded affirmatively.

"Great," Lucius said happily, then pressed a heavy kiss on Monigus's lips, hugged Monigus and said firmly: "No matter what the price is, I will save my life." Father."

Moniques was blinded by the sudden kiss, he never thought that Lucius would kiss him at this moment.

Pushing Lucius away, giving him a hard look, he walked into the master bedroom again.

Lucius didn't understand why Monigus pushed him away, just now he got carried away with joy, and did whatever he thought of, without even remembering that he took advantage of others.

"Well, you Lucius, you actually snatched my first kiss in my life." Monigus muttered softly as he walked.

Hey, hey, who is that twin brother who has been playing kisses since childhood?

Turning an ottoman into a comfortable sofa, Monigus sat beside Abraxas' bed, watching him quietly.

Lucius also followed into the master bedroom after tidying up his grooming. He must not let his father find out that he had cried, otherwise his father might not necessarily punish him.

In fact, Abraxas' education for Lucius was very strict since childhood, because Abu's wife died young, leaving Lucius without a mother when he was very young.

Therefore, Abraxas took Lucius with him from then on in order to teach.

This also made Lucius' life lack the part of his mother as a lubricating oil, and let his father's sternness go deep into his bone marrow.

However, the effect of this kind of education is also very obvious. Lucius quickly grew into a better heir than any other family.

Lucius himself paid more attention to Abraxas because that was his only blood relative.