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

By the time Monigus finished reading all the books he got from Ravenclaw, it was already the Quidditch final.

The final was between Slytherin House and Gryffindor House.

There is no doubt that the Slytherin Quidditch team led by Lucius won the final Quidditch Cup.

Originally, Monigus didn't intend to watch this game, which can be said to be without suspense, but he couldn't hold back Lucius' sad eyes.

"Money, this is my last Quidditch match at school and the last Quidditch match of my life, don't you really want to come and see?" Lucius was wearing a suit representing Slytherin House said the Quidditch uniform.

Monigus looked at Lucius speechlessly, and finally agreed helplessly: "My dear, I will go and see."

This person said that it was the last scene in his life, how could he not watch it.

Putting down the book in his hand, Monigus had no choice but to put on his cloak and go out with him.

Lucius walked into the contestant's aisle, Monigus pulled his cloak tighter and walked out into the rain towards the Slytherin stands.

Today's weather is really not good, with strong wind and heavy rain, which has had a considerable impact on the Quidditch match.

The chilly wind made Monigus feel that his robe was about to be blown away, and the icy rain continued to penetrate into the collar, making Monigus shiver with cold.

Throwing a dozen heat-preserving spells and waterproofing spells on himself, Monigus finally felt better.

Climbing up to the Slytherin stand, sure enough, Severus and the others were waiting here, and walked to Severus and sat down.

Seeing the two little girls whose lips were turning white from the cold, and cast a few warming spells on them, they began to concentrate on waiting for the start of the game.

"Oh, dear students, welcome to the annual Hogwarts Quidditch final. Look, the Slytherin team is on stage now, and they are going around the field under the leadership of Malfoy." The narrator shouted loudly, looking at the robe, it seemed to be a Ravenclaw.

Monigus saw that Lucius's platinum-blond long hair had been braided and hung behind his back, and it seemed that he had also cast a heat-preserving and waterproofing spell on his body, at least he looked good now.

"The Gryffindor team entered the field next. Oh, their captain is Parker. Oh, oh, they formed an eagle-headed offensive formation, which looks very imposing." Ravenclaw continued to shout.

Monigus curled his lips, his eyes still fixed on the platinum figure.

He saw Lucius fly to the center of the field, shake hands with the Gryffindor Quidditch captain named Parker, and when all the balls were in the air, the Quidditch final began.

The Golden Snitch disappeared as soon as it took off, and Lucius was the Slytherin team's Seeker.

"Sev, what happened to the potion?" Monigus asked.

If it weren't for what Lucius said, Moniques wouldn't have come here to sit and suffer from the cold, and looking at Severus's slightly pursed lips, it seemed that he was not too willing to sit there. here.

When it was temporarily impossible to have Lucius' role, Monigus picked a topic that both brothers were interested in and started chatting.

"It's in the process of cooking, and it failed once before. I improved the method, and the progress is much better this time, but I don't know the result until the last moment." Severus replied.

Monigus frowned when he heard the words, he didn't expect that the potion was not going well, "What's the problem?"

Severus lowered his eyes in thought, "It seems unstable."

"Not stable?" Monigus was thoughtful, and the problem he encountered with his magic circle was actually the same.

What is the problem?

He read all the books and notes copied from Ravenclaw, but he still couldn't find the problem. Now both the magic circle and the potion have encountered bottlenecks.

Fortunately, Lucius was in charge of the elven magic part. After all, he has elven blood and has unparalleled talent in this area, which also saves Monigus a lot of thought.

"Oh my God, the Gryffindor batsman hit the Bludger at Lucius Malfoy with a two-handed combo, will he fall off the broom?" Ravenclaw commented yelled.

Hearing Lucius' name, Monigus woke up from his thoughts. When he saw the Bludger hitting Lucius quickly, Monigus felt that his heartbeat would stop.

The damn Bludger was made of iron, if it hit Lucius at such a speed, even if he didn't drop the broom, he would have broken several ribs.

More than half of the students in the Slytherin stands stood up angrily. They lost their restraint and started cursing the two Gryffindor batsmen.

Although Monigus was worried but not angry, he believed in Lucius.

Sure enough, Lucius dodged the high-speed Bludger with a sloth hugging a tree, but Lucius' face was not very good after he sat down again.

"Hehe, this guy." Monigus laughed in a low voice, he knew the reason for Lucius's ugly face.

This action is what Lucius hates the most, because he thinks this action is too unglamorous, and it will damage his face as a nobleman.

Most people will feel a little embarrassed after doing this action, even platinum nobles are not immune.

Sure enough, a few strands of messy hair fell on his cheeks now, and the braids of platinum-blond long hair also fell on his shoulders.

Although Monigus felt that this did not affect Lucius's beauty, Lucius definitely didn't think so.

Before Lucius tidied up his messy hair, his silver-gray eyes narrowed and moved quickly.

Monigus understood, it seemed that Lucius had discovered the trace of the Golden Snitch.

Look at the stupid big man in Gryffindor on the other side, still shaking his fist for the batsman's attack with his mouth open.

It wasn't until someone reminded him to look at Lucius that he realized that Lucius was flying at high speed.

Lucius was riding a broom, looking at the golden ball not far away from him, slightly raised the corners of his lips, the victory was already in his pocket.

He stretched out his hand and easily covered the Golden Snitch in his hand, and raised it high, signaling Slytherin's victory.

At this point, who cared about the frustrated Gryffindor Seeker.

At this moment, the rain did not know when it had stopped, and the sun also poked its face out from behind the thick clouds.

The golden sunlight reflected the rainbow in the sky and reflected a beautiful halo on Lucius' platinum blonde hair. At that moment, Monigus seemed to see an angel smiling.

The other players of the Slytherin team gathered around Lucius, and then led by Lucius, they started flying around the field.

When they reached the Slytherin stands, Monigus met Lucius' eyes and smiled at the same time.

Seeing the light of joy in Lucius' silver-gray eyes, Monigus was also very happy, and then he made an unexpected move.

I saw Monigus get up quickly, jumped onto the railing of the stand, and then jumped forward, just when the people who saw Monigus' actions screamed and thought he committed suicide.

Lucius' face changed slightly, and then he quickly caught Monigus on a broomstick.

Holding Lucius' slender waist, Monigus heard Lucius's suppressed growl from the front, "Little bastard, are you trying to scare me to death?"

"Hehe," Monigus laughed lowly. In fact, even if Lucius didn't react in time, he wouldn't fall.

You know, the Dark Lord has a secret, that is, he is not good at flying, and he was exempt from flying lessons during his schooling at Hogwarts.

Only later, he created a flying magic himself, which is to run the magic power under his feet, so that he can walk in the air, although the speed cannot be compared with a broom.

But in the current wizarding world, most wizards use Apparition and Floo Network to travel, and how many people are willing to ride a broom around the world?

It is not a comfortable thing to know that riding a broom for a long time.

The students of Slytherin House, who had just been frightened by Monigus, began to applaud Lucius' handsome movements and quick reactions when they saw Lucius received him.

Lucius still flew the Slytherin team around the field as originally planned, until they reached the stands where the teachers were.

In the end, Albus Dumbledore took over the Quidditch Cup, which symbolized victory.

After everyone landed, Lucius and Monigus were thrown into the air by the rest of the Slytherin Quidditch team.

At this moment, there is no aristocratic reserve, only pure joy and celebration.

Gradually, the students in the Slytherin stands also came down and joined their ranks.

Tonight was a sleepless night, and there was sure to be unlimited food and wine in the Slytherin common room.

Even the noble snakes of Slytherin will party all night tonight.

When the happy little snake put Lucius and Monigus down, the two looked at each other and smiled wryly, their images were completely ruined.

Lucius had long braided his long hair with ribbons because of the competition, but now his robe was messy, and there were occasional strands of unruly hair floating around.

But Moniques was different, his normally smooth and neat long hair was now a mess like straw, and his robe was even torn in a mess.

Lucius looked at the image of Monigus and covered his face. He wondered if Monigus had been raped.

However, Monigus was indeed "ravaged".

Lucius hastily stretched out his hand to help Monigus straighten his robe, and with a few spells, he straightened his hair.

Monigus stretched out his arms helplessly to keep Lucius busy, he was really not good at this.

After Lucius helped Monigus clean up, he also cleaned himself up, and then followed the Slytherin team to the Slytherin cellar, and the carnival was about to begin.

It's just that the actions of the two of them arranging their clothes just now quietly fell into a pair of sky blue eyes.