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

"It seems to be recovering well?" Gellert Grindelwald raised his eyebrows and looked at Lucius, whose face had returned to rosy, and smiled.

Lucius already knew that the man in front of him was the first Dark Lord and the one who hurt him.

Just thinking about his mission, Lucius also felt that there was a slight loss in his heart, so let's make it even.

He forced a smile and nodded.

"What do you want us to come over today?" Monigus asked calmly while sitting next to Lucius.

Monigus still didn't like the man in front of him. Although he saved Lucius, it was this man who caused Lucius to be seriously injured like that.

Gellert Grindelwald's eyes shifted from Lucius to Monigus, "Actually, it's nothing, I just want to ask you, do you want to be my student?"

Monigus was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, then raised his eyebrows and looked at Gellert Grindelwald, a little surprised at how he could ask such a serious question so casually.

Is this first generation of Dark Lord planning to train another Devil to succeed him?

And Lucius' eyes widened in surprise, he knew that Monigus belonged to the Dark Lord.

Should it be said that birds of a feather flock together and people form groups?

"Hehe," Monigus chuckled, with a gleam of interest in his eyes, "Mr. Grindelwald, I'm studying at Hogwarts now, how are you going to teach me under the nose of Principal Dumbledore? As far as I know, your relationship with Mr. Principal does not seem to be that harmonious."

Grindelwald tapped his chin, and then said with confidence: "This is not a problem, it depends on whether you agree or not."

Monigus fell silent. This was indeed a very tempting opportunity for him, because there were saints behind Gellert Grindelwald.

That is also an elite organization comparable to the Death Eaters.

It is impossible to say that Moniques is not coveted, because what he lacks most now is influence.

But the special relationship between Gellert Grindelwald and Albus Dumbledore still makes Monigus fearful.

Looking at Gellert Grindelwald, Monigus's eyes flickered with thought, "Can I ask why?"

Gellert Grindelwald also suppressed the smile on his face, and said with some regret: "I hope you can do me a favor in the future."

Monigus looked at Gellert Grindelwald with unpredictable eyes, and he had a little guess about this request.

But he didn't understand why Gellert Grindelwald made such a request, and how he judged it.

"Can you be more specific?" Monigus asked.

Gellert Grindelwald smiled faintly, "I think if you're going to get something, you have to give something, so why not be bold?"

Monigus fell silent again.

He was struggling fiercely in his heart, Gellert Grindelwald would indeed be a good teacher, and what attracted him the most was naturally his saints.

If he becomes a student of Gellert Grindelwald in the future, it will be more justifiable to inherit this power.

But Albus Dumbledore at the other end of the scale is another hurdle that Monigus can't get past.

In the end, Monigus closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes had regained a sense of calm, without the emotions of the fierce struggle just now, and there was no wave.

"Okay, I can promise you. I hope to see you next school year." Monigus smiled slightly.

And Lucius was not surprised after hearing Monigus' answer, obviously this result was within his expectation.

Gellert Grindelwald also laughed, he was very satisfied with the result.

Nodding slightly, Gellert smiled and said, "I believe you will be satisfied with this choice."

Having made a choice, Monigus also relaxed a lot, "Then I look forward to seeing you soon, teacher."

Gellert nodded. Although he intended to use the boy, he was also very optimistic about his talent. Therefore, he was willing to accept such a student from the bottom of his heart.

After all, he is not too young, so it would be a good choice to have such a direct student.

Sighing slightly, he talked with the two for a while, and then let them go.

Standing in front of the window, Gellert Grindelwald looked at the backs of Monigus holding Lucius' hand outside, and the two of them walking further and further away, with a look of sadness and envy that he didn't know.

Withdrawing his gaze, Gellert looked into the distance and said silently in his heart: "This is probably the last thing I can do for you."

Monigus and Lucius walked silently, and Lucius asked with some concern: "Is this really okay?"

Monigus held Lucius's hand tightly, "There's nothing wrong with it, I guess he doesn't like the fight between the Dark Lord and the White Wizard."

"So, are you a way out?" Lucius asked thoughtfully.

Monigus shrugged, "Probably, what happened in the duel between Gellert Grindelwald and Albus Dumbledore, we don't know. But we probably know the result, that is Gellert Grindelwald is imprisoned in Nurmengard, and saints cannot enter England."

Lucius looked at Monigus, "You mean, Gellert Grindelwald wants to help Albus Dumbledore through your hand?"

"Hehe, who knows? It's impossible to help the Dark Lord." Monigus blinked at Lucius.

At this time, a gleam flashed in Lucius' eyes, and then he laughed lightly with Monigus.

When Lucius' body finally fully recovered, the time for the last event of the Triwizard Tournament finally arrived.

"Lucius, are you sure you want to go?" Monigus looked at his stubborn lover helplessly.

"Of course! I'm the judge, right?" Lucius said while putting on his bow tie in front of the mirror.

"Huh," Monigus let out a long breath. He knew he couldn't convince Lucius, but seeing his pale face, he couldn't help but want to lock him in the room, tie him to the bed, and let Lucius He can rest well.

Lucius straightened the collar of his clothes, turned around and looked at Monigus helplessly: "Moni, believe me, I'm really good now and can't be better."

Monigus stepped forward and hugged Lucius tightly in his arms, and compromised: "Okay, damn Merlin, you win. Pay attention to your body."

Lucius also put his arms around Monigus' waist, and kissed gently on his exposed collarbone: "Don't worry. I will take care of myself."

Monigus raised his still-sharp chin, kissed those pink lips fiercely, and threatened in a low voice: "You'd better remember your own words, or I will use it to make you unforgettable forever way to help you remember."

Panting slightly, Lucius pressed a kiss on the corner of his lips and helped him straighten his collar, "It's time for you to go to the arena."

Monigus had no choice but to let go of Lucius' flexible waist, looked at him again, checked the wand in the armband again, walked out of the room and left.

Lucius stood still, his gaze followed Monigus' footsteps, and his silver-gray eyes were filled with warm love.

After Monigus left for a while, Lucius also arranged his clothes, and his time was up.

Monigus was in Durmstrang's room for the contestants, and the other two sat there, looking a little nervous.

At this time, they were not interested in talking, it was just inexplicable, and Monigus felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Slowly adjusting his somewhat disordered breathing, it should be just...he thinks too much...

Finally heard the faint voices outside, the game should have officially started.

Immediately, Monigus heard his name, nodded with the other two, and left the room.

Walking to the center of the arena, Monigus saw a huge plant maze.

After that, under the instructions of the narrator, he walked into the maze, but the moment his eyes swept over the rostrum, Monigus felt a little discordant.

At the last moment of entering the maze, he turned his head suddenly, and this time he thought he saw clearly—Lucius was gone.

Immediately, the entrance to the maze was gradually closed before his eyes.

Monigus frowned, his palms unconsciously clenched into fists, what happened?

Monigus tried the communication on the armband, but it didn't work, it should have been blocked.

But looking at the closed corridor, Monigus knew that if the game couldn't end, he wouldn't be able to get out at all.

I don't know what treasure he lost and where it was hidden.

At this moment, Monigus's heart skipped a beat. Could it be what he thought?

Then, his heart sank again. If this was the case, it might have caused more than just a little trouble.

Of course, he might be thinking too much.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Monigus calmly started his trip to the maze.

Looking up at the uncapped maze, Monigus decisively used the magic he created. As long as he stands on a high place, he can naturally see the whole maze.

It's a pity that the person who designed the maze didn't give him this chance. When he floated higher than the maze wall, the plants that made up the maze began to grow rapidly, completely blocking his sight again.

Monigus raised his eyebrows, he tried to raise the height a little more, and sure enough, the plants caught up again.

Monigus didn't care so much and returned to the ground. It seems that this method will not work.

After thinking about it, Monigus used the guiding magic, but there was still no result.

Curling his lips, Monigus began to walk along the corridor. Since it is a competition, there must be a way to complete it.

Along the way, Monigus passed through many traps, some of which he easily recognized and avoided, some of which were too easy, and very few caught him off guard and made him a little embarrassed.

But after experiencing the fact that he reached the end of the maze while walking for the seventh time, Monigus had to admit that he was still not very good at walking the maze.

The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and Monigus slowly lowered his eyes. He admitted that he had lost patience with this game.

So, what's the fastest way out of the maze?

Of course it is - destruction.

Just destroy all the obstacles in front of you.

Raising the wand in his hand and chanting a spell, the wall made of plants in front of him exploded.

However, Monigus did not move, he was waiting, and soon, the gap that was blown up was sealed again.

But that was enough time for Monigus to get through the barrier.

Soon, Moniques walked to the center of the maze, and he had vaguely seen three people tied in the center by flexible vines.

And the touching platinum gold is even more charming under the cover of emerald green branches and leaves, and it finally let Monigus let go of his heart...