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

Lucius glanced across Monigus who was sitting in the middle of the auditorium, seeing his surprised expression with a slight smile in his eyes.

In fact, he had been informed a long time ago that he would come to Durmstrang to supervise this Triwizard Tournament, but he never told Monigus.

Lucius had already guessed that Monigus would come on behalf of Hogwarts.

Even though Slytherin House was disliked by Albus Dumbledore, there was no doubting their excellence.

As for the little snake named Philomena who always followed Monigus, Lucius was actually very optimistic about it.

Like Narcissa Black, born in an ancient pure-blood family, the Grant family is also one of the twelve Hogwarts trustees.

The only difference from the Black family is that the Grant family is still in a neutral state.

It was also due to the long history and low profile of the Grant family that the Dark Lord could not control the family's background well, which made him afraid, and he still restrained himself from attacking the family.

And based on Lucius' understanding of Monigus, it is obvious that this family has been regarded as the object of his struggle.

As the only daughter and sole heir of the Grant family, Philomena Grant still has a say in this regard.

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"Lucius, shouldn't you explain to me why you are here?"

After the banquet, when Monigus returned to his box on the Hogwarts Express, Lucius was already sitting on his sofa.

Monigus took the wine glass in Lucius' hand, raised his head slightly, and drank it down in one gulp.

Lucius pouted, and looked at the wine bottle on the coffee table with some reluctance.

He raised a smile, "Money, don't you think this is more pleasant?"

Monigus had no choice but to lift Lucius' chin, and sealed his hateful mouth with a deep kiss.

Panting slightly, Monigus whispered into Lucius' ear, "Lucius, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Lucius leaned lazily in Monigus' arms, with a slight blush on his cheeks, "It's my honor, I hope you won't be fooled by those passionate girls in France."

Monigus chuckled, "Who can compare to my platinum beauty."

Lucius raised his eyebrows and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

"Are you going to participate in this Triwizard Tournament?" Lucius asked with a smile, looking into Monigus' black eyes.

Monigus nodded, lowering his eyes slightly, "I'm a little interested."

Lucius looked at Monigus thoughtfully, he always felt that Monigus seemed to have other plans.

Monigus noticed Lucius' sizing up and smiled slightly, "What do you want to ask?"

Lucius leaned on his chin and asked, "I always feel that you shouldn't be interested in this kind of competition. At least you don't bother to compete with a few underage wizards for the championship."

"Hehe, indeed." Monigus said with a smile: "Lucius, I have to say that you really understand me. But for some interests, I have to do this, such as the leader of Slytherin."

Lucius nodded. If Monigus can win the Triwizard Tournament for Hogwarts, then his reputation in Hogwarts will definitely be improved, and he will have more influence on the other three houses. It's a pity that this game is not held in the UK.

Maybe he could help Monigus, though.

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Halloween dinner.

All the students waited quietly until Durmstrang principal Gabriel Krum received the first note from the Goblet of Fire that was burnt to nothing but his name, and announced loudly road:

"The representative of the Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is - Clifford Stowe."

A tall boy with a handsome face, profound features, and a tall figure stood up.

All Durmstrang's students applauded him, and of course there was heartfelt praise from Miss Philomena, who sat next to Monigus.

Monigus raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect Philomena to like this type, and when the boy stood up, his eyes drifted past where they were sitting.

Maybe Philomena wasn't exactly unrequited love.

"He knows you?" Monigus asked.

Philomena gave Monigus a strange look, "Hmm, Miss Ben is the princess he swore to protect."

Monigus raised his eyebrows, "Not the queen?"

"Of course, I hope it's the Queen." Philomena raised her chin slightly and smiled proudly.

Monigus shook his head, it seems that these two are childhood sweethearts.

When the auditorium became quiet again, Gabriel Krum got a second note, "The representative of Beauxbaton School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is Lydia Coleridge."

At the round table where Beauxbaton was sitting, a girl with fiery red hair stood up excitedly, and then hugged several other girls one by one.

"The representative of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Witchcraft is - Monique Prince." Gabriel Krum got another note.

Monigus stood up gracefully, bowed slightly and saluted.The Hogwarts students sitting around applauded him, and the Gryffindor House was no exception.

Lucius, who was sitting with the principal and professors, raised the wine glass in front of him and saluted Monigus, and Monigus nodded to Lucius with a smile.

"I announce that the first event of the Triwizard Tournament will be held on November 11th. I hope all players will prepare well. Next, I invite three players to enter the small door on my left." Gabriel Klum stretched out his hand He pointed to the inconspicuous side door.

Monigus nodded to Philomena and Petunia Evans, straightened his school robes, and walked towards the door.

He had seen Lucius step in there before them.

Sure enough, as soon as he passed through the small door, Lucius greeted him.

"What are you doing here?" Monigus asked Lucius in a low voice.

Lucius shrugged, "Tell me about the rules, check your wand, and announce the content of the first item."

Monigus nodded, sure enough there was nothing new.

Especially since it's not his first Triwizard Tournament.

A glint of light flashed in Monigus' eyes. What he participated in during his school days was the last Triwizard Tournament.

It was also because the death rate in that Triwizard Tournament was as high as 60.00%, and he was the only survivor.

After that, the Triwizard Tournament was suspended due to excessive mortality.

This time he vowed to be more restrained, at least he would be merciful to those little wizards, because one of them was his dear Phil's bamboo horse.

In the days before the first project, Albus Dumbledore informed them that the nine of them could go to class with Durmstrang's year groups.

And Monigus naturally took Philomena, who was depressed, to follow the third grade to class,

The magic school in Durmstrang does advocate black magic, and items exuding black magic can be seen everywhere on the campus.

All Durmstrang students have wands in their hands everywhere and are ready for battle wherever they are.

This also makes Monigus feel like a fish in water, and this kind of atmosphere is what he yearns for.

After all, Hogwarts was too comfortable, which made the little wizards less and less vigilant, and made them forget how many wizards were nailed to the stake.

"Come out." Monigus suddenly stopped, frowned slightly, and roared in a low voice.

The moment he turned around, an offensive spell had been shot at the place where he sensed someone.

After that, three consecutive armors fell on himself, and at the same time, he had left the position where he was just standing, and changed his foothold three times in a row.

"Papa papa." There was a burst of applause that was not too light or too loud.

Immediately, there were footsteps getting closer, and a handsome man with short blond hair and blue eyes came out.

Monigus frowned looking at the place where the man appeared, and glanced at the direction he was attacking again.

"It's wonderful." The blond man admired.

Monigus bowed slightly, but did not put away the wand in his hand, "It's an honor to have entertained you, Mr. Green."

That's right, the man who appeared was Gail Green, an official sent by the German Ministry of Magic to supervise the Triwizard Tournament.

"Mr. Prince is worthy of being the representative of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He is indeed the best." Gail Green folded his shoulders and looked at Monigus with his chin in one hand.

Gail Green's gaze made Monigus very uncomfortable. He always felt that this person was not as simple as he showed.

This made Monigus a little frustrated. He still imagined this trip too simply. At least he underestimated the danger of the school in Durmstrang.

At this moment, a white palm rested on Monigus' shoulder.

"I don't know what Mr. Green and our little guy are talking about? May I have the honor to listen together?" The gorgeous aria sounded in Monigus' ears.

It was Lucius Malfoy.

Monigus breathed a sigh of relief, at least the official representative of the British Ministry of Magic is more important than him, the student representative of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

In fact, Monigus was not so optimistic in his heart, because Gail Green felt very dangerous to him, even if he added Lucius, he might not be able to gain the upper hand.

"Oh, Mr. Malfoy, it's an honor to meet you. You are indeed as legendary...beautiful." Gail Green chewed the last word in his mouth with some playfulness.

Lucius pursed his lips slightly, his beautiful silver-gray eyes narrowed, appearing even more indifferent.

"Thank you for your compliment. Mr. Green's appearance is not inferior to mine." Lucius said with a sneer.

"Oh, no, no, don't be like this, Mr. Malfoy." Gail Green shook his index finger, and he smiled, "Don't stand up like a hedgehog, I don't mean anything malicious, No one wants to hurt the person you want to protect in your arms, does he?"

Gail Green smiled meaningfully.