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

The sixth year has a new Head of Year due to Narcissa Black's transition from Head of Year to Head of Slytherin House.

The head of the fifth grade is still Parkinson.

The chief of the fourth grade was not the heir of the Greengrass family in the end. It seemed that because the previous chief of the academy was injured too much, even potions could not restore his strength.

After the chief challenge in the fourth grade, he was sent to the medical wing by his roommate to date Madam Pomfrey, the queen of the medical wing.

The chief of the third grade has not changed.

When it was the turn of the chief challenger of the second grade, after Narcissa Black announced the challenge, no one came to the stage.

Therefore, Monigus was undisputedly re-elected as the chief of the second grade, and Narcissa looked at Monigus thoughtfully.

Monigus returned her an aristocratic smirk.

When Slytherin's freshman first-year snakes started the chief challenge, Monigus set his sights on the boys of the Black family and the Zabini family.

The only thing that surprised him was that there was a very outstanding little witch, the eldest daughter of the Greengrass family, Artinis Greengrass.

In Monigus' opinion, the girl from the Greengrass family was better than her brother.

In the end the chief fell on the Zabini boy.

In comparison, Regulus Black was indeed inferior to Felix Zabini.

Therefore, when Monigus shook his head silently in his heart, he also saw the disappointment flashing in Narcissa's blue eyes sitting on the front chair.

Monigus raised his eyebrows slightly. Of course he knew what the Black family expected from the rebellious eldest son, Sirius Black. It was said that he was the most talented member of the Black family in recent generations.

It was even rumored that he could be compared with the genius Lucius of the Malfoy family at one time.

It's a pity that the Sirius that Monigus saw was not even half that of Lucius.

Perhaps Sirius's magical talent might be comparable to that of Lucius, but no matter in terms of personality or personality, there is no doubt that the rebellious son of the Black family is far behind.

In such a chaotic situation, the child's fate will not be better.

After returning to the dormitory, Monigus first took a comfortable bath in the bathroom. When he came out in his nightgown, the entire dormitory had been cleaned up by the house elves of the Prince family.

The burning fireplace made the whole living room extraordinarily warm. Monigus sat on Lucius' favorite sofa before, casually flipping through the magic notes in his hand.

He had taken it out of Salazar Slytherin's study last term, and it had served him well.

And Haierpo, who always wears it on Monigus's wrist and pretends to be a bracelet, has already found a chance to hunt in the Forbidden Forest when he first arrived at Hogwarts Castle. The only requirement for it is You can't hurt the underage wizards of Hogwarts, no one.

Monigus didn't want to make Albus Dumbledore, that old bee, think about Haierpo at all.

While Monigus was experimenting with the black magic he had learned from his notes, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in," said Monigus.

Severus poked his head out from behind the door, "Money."

Monigus put down the book in his hand and summoned the house-elf to prepare a cup of hot milk for Severus.

Severus protested somewhat dissatisfied, "I think I prefer coffee."

Monigus raised his eyebrows and rejected his proposal, "Sev, I think you should have discovered that I am taller than you now."

One sentence turned Severus, who had a face of ice cubes, into a face of steamed stuffed bun immediately. He glared at Monigus bitterly, and then poured down the milk in the glass in a drinking posture.

Severus was a little frustrated. He and Monigus were twin brothers. Although they didn't look alike, they had always been the same height and figure.

It's a pity, since last year, he has noticed that Monigus's body is stretching very fast, and he is now at least an inch taller than him!

So, since the vacation, his nightly drink before going to bed has changed from coffee to the most disgusting milk, which is still mandatory by Monigus, and he will even supervise him to drink it before giving up.

"Why did you call me here? Didn't you just watch me drink milk?" Severus raised an eyebrow and asked Monigus.

"Of course not." Monigus said and began to call Hai Erbo in his heart.

In fact, when Hai Erbo swore allegiance to him in the secret room, a contract was established between the two of them.

Through this contract, Haierbo cannot disobey his orders, and at the same time, he can summon Haierbo at any time, and he can feel Haierbo's state.

【Owner? 】 Haierbo's voice sounded in Monigus's mind.

【Hairbo, come back. 】Monigus ordered.

【Okay, master, although I'm only half full. ] Hai Erbo replied a little aggrieved.

Ever since Monigus established a contract with Haierbo, he has been able to clearly feel Haierbo's emotions.

Therefore, for this basilisk that has been in the secret room for thousands of years and barely lived a life of food and clothing, Monigus is still willing to let it improve its food under conditions.

Sure enough, after a while, Monigus heard a hissing sound in the bathroom, it was Haierpo saying: 【Master, I'm back. 】

Monigus got up and released Haierbo, because with his restraint, Haierbo's eyes are now harmless to the little wizards of Hogwarts.

So, he wasn't afraid of Severus getting hurt because of it.

It's just that, no matter whether Haierbo is the main body or its reduced size, in Severus' eyes, its essence of a basilisk has nothing to hide.

Severus stood up suddenly when he saw it, and after realizing that the basilisk couldn't hurt him, and Monigus didn't stop him, he was sure that the basilisk was harmless.

Immediately, Haierbo became a living mobile warehouse of rare potion materials in Severus' eyes.

Under Severus' gaze, Haierbo only felt a burst of chill, and shivered violently under Severus' gaze.

【Master, this man looks so strange, I think he wants to dismember Hai Erbo. ] Haierbo hid behind Monigus in some horror.

Monigus smiled and said: [Helbo, believe me, he hopes that you can continue to provide him with potion materials while alive. 】

If the color can be seen on Haierbo's snake face, I believe it must be a blue snake face facing the brothers Moniques and Severus at this time.

Haierbo was about to light wax for himself. What kind of master did it recognize? Not to mention that he used it as a warehouse for potion materials, couldn't even his brothers with the same bloodline let him go?

Severus watched the miniature basilisk suddenly raised its head, its whole body seemed to stand up, and hissed at him.

Squinting his eyes, Severus picked out the crystal test tube bottle that he carried with him, and was about to step forward to take Haierbo's venom.

Moniques looked aside and smiled lowly. Hai Erbo stood up and wanted to threaten Sif. Unfortunately, Sif could not understand the snake language, but it was not difficult to understand Haier's intention.

However, for the future snake king, even the basilisk can only be used as a potion material under his command.

"Okay, Severus, let Herpo go today. I think we have more important things, definitely more important than the potion ingredients you need." Seeing Severus' expression, Monigus hurried Add the second half of the sentence.

You must know that he is obsessed with potions, even he, the Dark Lord, can't compare with the black-haired Slytherin in front of him.

Back in the bedroom, Monigus came out after putting on a wizard robe that was easy to move.

"Severus, hold me, we're leaving." Monigus reached out to Severus.

Severus held Monigus back as promised.

[In the name of Slytherin, open the door of the living room for me. 】Monigus spoke Parseltongue for the first time in front of Severus.

Under Severus' shocked eyes, the two appeared together in Salazar Slytherin's living room.

"Money, are you a Parseltongue?" Severus asked with a frown as he stood still.

For the blood of his family, Severus knew no less than Monigus, so he was very sure that the ancestors of the Prince family had never married the Slytherin family.

Monigus shrugged, "Obviously, isn't it?"

Severus narrowed his eyes and hissed, "I guess I want more answers than that."

"Oh, obviously." Monigus touched his nose, "I am special, so I was reincarnated into Irene's womb with a memory. I was a descendant of Slytherin in my previous life."

Severus fell silent when he heard the words, lowered his eyes slightly, and asked with some uncertainty: "You have always been Money?"

Monigus looked at Severus with a complicated expression, then smiled in relief, and patted Severus' head, "Obviously."

Severus suddenly raised his head, stared into Monigus's eyes and said, "As long as you are my brother all the time, then you are you. Even if you have Slytherin blood, you are my only brother. "

Monigus pursed his lips and didn't say anything. He felt that some words were stuck in his throat but he couldn't say anything at all.

He had felt the existence of this little thing since he had just struggled out of the shadow of death, and it had once become the reason for him not wanting to be alone and wanting to live.

In the loneliness, cold, fear and hesitation, it was this little life that comforted his soul.

Afterwards, they were born together, grew up together, studied together and trained together, and almost never separated. The stubborn black-haired boy in front of him has occupied too much weight in his life.

If the person in front of him couldn't agree with him, he might feel more pain than losing Lucius Malfoy.

Because this person is his blood brother, an existence that he will never give up in this life no matter what.

Holding Severus tightly in his arms, feeling the strength of his hug back, Monigus' lips curved into a smile.

That's enough.