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

"Oh? Succeeded?" Salazar lazily raised his eyes to look at Monigus, the palm of his hand was gently stroking the back of the blond man who was resting in his arms.

"Yes." Monigus replied.

Salazar nodded, still looking at his lover tenderly, and waved to Monigus, "Go, open the last door."

Monigus didn't speak any more, just bowed slightly and left the room after saluting.

I have to say that the beautiful atmosphere between the two people makes people reluctant to disturb.

He put his hand on the snake-shaped handle of the middle door again, ready to wait for the little snake to bite him.

Sure enough, when his fingers touched the snake's head, there was a tingling pain instantly.

And the next moment, the closed door opened in front of him.

Monigus pushed open the door and walked into the room, only to find that it was just a simple bedroom. The moment he opened the door, the nameplate of Salazar Slytherin displayed on the door was immediately replaced by Monigus Pu. Rins Slytherin's name.

From today onwards, this is his bedroom.

The room is extremely simple, with a comfortable four-poster bed, an exquisite solid wood bookshelf, a set of soft sofas and a matching coffee table next to the fireplace, and nothing else.

Monigus walked to the bookshelf and found that there were books of magic notes.

He took a copy casually, opened it and saw Salazar Slytherin's signature on the title page, followed by a number.

Monigus took down another notebook next to it, and sure enough, all the notes on the bookshelf were arranged in order of number.

After putting the two notebooks back together, Monigus' eyes fell on the two parchments placed on the bottom shelf.

Picking up the parchment, it was all blank.

Monigus frowned, and released several detection magics on it to no avail. He believed that Salazar Slytherin would never put two blank parchments here.

After thinking about it, Monigus bit his finger and smeared blood on the blank part of the parchment.

Sure enough, as expected, lines of blood-red writing began to appear on the parchment.

However, what shocked him the most was the contents of these two parchments.

These are two contracts.

The first parchment was the Hogwarts Castle Deed, and it turns out that the living castle really has an owner.

Its previous owner was Salazar Slytherin, and its new owner is Monigus Prince Slytherin.

What Monigus didn't know was that when he soaked the parchment with blood and his name appeared in the Hogwarts castle deed, Hogwarts castle burst into waves of joy.

At that moment, all the magic masters in Hogwarts castle felt it, not just Albus Dumbledore, but even all the professors.

Fortunately, it is a holiday now, otherwise some outstanding students of all grades would be able to detect the obvious fluctuations in magic power.

Albus Dumbledore was sitting quietly behind his desk with his eyes closed, but he suddenly noticed the unusual fluctuation of magic power, which made him open his eyes instantly.

Slightly narrowing his sky-blue eyes, the kind smile that was always on the corner of his mouth disappeared.

At this time, he had a serious expression on his face, which made him look a little cold and deadly.

After a while, someone hurriedly knocked on the door of his office, and the professors who sensed the fluctuation of magic power gathered in his office.

"Albus, what happened?" Professor McGonagall frowned slightly, his lips were tightly pursed, and his face was full of worries, but he unconsciously hoped to get an answer from the old principal.

For her, this old man is not only the identity of the principal and leader, but also the first teacher of her school days and her spiritual belief.

Therefore, when encountering difficulties or things that he does not understand, McGonagall will rely on this old man emotionally and rationally and seek his help.

However, this time Albus Dumbledore was destined to disappoint her.

Albus Dumbledore shook his head slightly while sitting in the spacious chair, but did not answer her question.

Because, this time, he wasn't sure what happened.

But, he thought, what happened this time must be a big deal.

As we all know, Hogwarts Castle is a castle that has gone through thousands of years, and it is also a war fortress that has experienced the baptism of war.

The thousand years of abundant magic power in the castle makes this castle a little bit of life, it is a living castle.

This also makes Hogwarts even more mysterious.

In this castle, the headmaster of Hogwarts has the highest power, the professors second, and the students last.

The noble students of Slytherin obviously have a little bit more privileges than other ordinary students, that is, they can mobilize the house elves belonging to their families who serve in Hogwarts.

But it's just to help them provide some food, do housework and even deliver small things like mail.

Because Albus Dumbledore is the person who can control the most Hogwarts castle, he also knows that there are simply too many secrets in this castle.

And like the fluctuation of magic power just now, it is obvious that something happened to Hogwarts Castle, but he used his headmaster's right to perceive it, but he didn't find anything.

This made him a little puzzled and a little uneasy.

A thing happened under his nose but could not be controlled by him, which made Albus Dumbledore more irritable than ever, and made him unable to control the expression on his face for the first time.

Minerva McGonagall didn't get the expected answer, and her brows frowned even tighter. She was really worried that her students would encounter danger in places she didn't know.

You must know that among all the small Slytherin animals, only the little lions of Gryffindor are the most active, impulsive and adventurous.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, they are also the most prone to situations and injuries, which makes Professor McGonagall, who has always been rigorous and responsible, almost worry about them.

"Okay, now that everyone is gathered here, I think we have a problem to solve now." Albus Dumbledore organized his thoughts and completely concealed his emotions.

After all the professors' eyes were on him, Dumbledore spoke again.

"Before, everyone knew about the misfortune that Horace encountered. Now we are facing a very important problem, that is, we lack a professor of Potions." Albus rubbed his brows in distress.

It has to be said that most of the wizards he is familiar with are the witches, and the only wizards who can be called nobles are the few wizard families of Gryffindor.

However, Potions, which can be regarded as a difficult subject that requires both talent and heart, is really not something that most wizards and witches who graduated from Gryffindor College can master.

At least, right now he couldn't find anyone who could be the Potions professor.

However, most of the wizards who are capable of teaching Potions come from Slytherin House or wizard families with a long history.

However, the rise of DarkLord is getting bigger and bigger now, and the fact that most of the nobles in Slytherin College are Death Eaters is a tacit fact, which also makes his current choice range smaller and smaller. Be more cautious.

Because, Dumbledore didn't want to put a Dark Lord's secret work in Hogwarts at all.

Hogwarts Castle is the last bottom line that Albus Dumbledore reserved for himself, and it is also the last line of defense that he must stick to.

Slightly drooping his eyes, Albus Dumbledore pondered for a moment and said, "Do you have any candidates to recommend?"

Professor McGonagall, Professor Sprout, and Professor Flitwick looked at each other in blank dismay. As for the other professors of elective courses, they didn't speak. For them, they didn't have a say in such matters.

When Minerva McGonagall shook her head on behalf of Sprout and Flitwick that she had no valuable suggestions, Albus Dumbledore sighed in disappointment.

This matter is really difficult for him.

At this time, Madam Pomfrey, the Queen of the Medical Wing who had been silent all this time, hesitated and said, "Albus, I wonder how is the patriarch of the Prince family, Mr. Dominic Prince?"

"Dominic Prince?" Albus Dumbledore chewed on the name.

And Madam Pomfrey thought Albus Dumbledore had forgotten who Dominic Prince was.

Frowning, she said with some dissatisfaction: "It is the grandfather of Mr. Monigus Prince who almost became a squib because of the magic riot last semester, and the current head of the Prince family."

Albus Dumbledore heard the anger in Madam Pomfrey's words, and his scalp was a little numb.

You know, there are not many people who can make him afraid, not even the Dark Lord, but the queen of the medical wing is an existence that clearly makes him afraid.

"Oh, I know, Poppy. I was wondering if he would be suitable to teach our children Potions." Albus Dumbledore twisted uncomfortably and sat up a bit more.

Madam Pomfrey gave Albus Dumbledore a white look, "The Prince family is a family of potions that has been passed down for thousands of years. They all think it’s enough, let alone their grandfather?”

Albus Dumbledore smiled bitterly and said, "Bobby, I know Patriarch Prince's achievements in potions are very high, but when we choose a professor, we should not only look at his ability, but also his character."

Madam Pomfrey stopped talking. Although she didn't say anything, it didn't mean she didn't understand.

After all, Madam Pomfrey herself graduated from Slytherin College and came from a pure-blood noble family, but her family is mostly good at white magic, that is, healing spells, which makes her family famous in the wizarding world. The status is somewhat special.

This is also the reason why she can become the Hogwarts school doctor.

Albus Dumbledore was not considering Dominic Prince's character, but his position.

Which side will the Prince family stand in the inevitable battle between black and white?