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

With a cold snort, Dominic strode away, the black wizard robe rolling behind him.

Albus Dumbledore shrugged, and followed Dominic in front with some helplessness.

He figured Dominique wouldn't be able to open the door to his office without him.

Before leaving, he still said to Severus: "Mr. Prince, I think it's best for you to stay here during this time. Your brother must really hope that you can spend more time with him."

Severus nodded, ignored Dumbledore, and sat back on Monigus' bedside.

Albus Dumbledore touched his crooked nose, none of the Princes were cute.

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Dominique, who returned to Prince Manor through the fireplace, suppressed his anger, and finally couldn't help kicking a flower stand in the living room.

"Damn it, what happened? It is absolutely impossible for Moni to have a magic riot for no reason." Dominique grabbed his neatly combed hair violently.

He knew there was absolutely something going on that he didn't know about, and looking at Severus' expression at the time, maybe he knew something.

Dominique had always known his two grandsons were good, especially Monigus, and had largely given them freedom.

However, he didn't expect that now he was watching his grandson lying on the hospital bed dying, but he didn't know what happened.

Dominic began to regret. He hated his own self-righteousness. No matter how good those two children were, they were just minors who had just passed their 13th birthdays.

After calming down, Dominic walked quickly to the family storage room. He remembered that there should be a few bottles of that thing among the potions passed down in the family for many years.

That thing is much more overbearing than the magic awakening agent developed by Monigus, and it is very precious.

Because in the long history, the formula of that potion has been lost.

Dominique searched through rows of crystal bottles, and finally took out a brown-black crystal bottle.

"That's it." Obviously, this potion cannot be exposed to light, otherwise it will bring a devastating blow to the medicine.

Carefully putting the crystal bottle into the folding medicine box he carried with him, Dominique hurried to the fireplace in the living room.

The sooner you use this potion, the better the effect, and the less damage it will do to Monigus.

Returning to Dumbledore's headmaster's office again, Dominic was already stingy with giving him any glances, and walked directly towards the medical wing.

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Severus watched Monigus swallow the potion with relief, otherwise he really didn't know how to feed him the potion.

"Grandfather, can this potion really make Mooney better?" Severus looked at Dominic expectantly.

Dominic stroked Severus' black hair distressedly, what happened tonight frightened him, his already pale face was still bloodless.

"Don't worry, Sif. Money only needs a period of training and he will be as alive and kicking as before, and he will still be as good and powerful as before." Dominic's eyes became deep as he said.

Severus seemed finally relieved to hear the assurance from his grandfather, and when he heard Madam Pomfrey say that Monigus might become a Squib, Merlin knew his heart would stop beating.

He knew how important power was to Monigus, and if such an accident happened, he couldn't believe whether Monigus would survive.

At that moment, Severus knew that if Monigus died, he probably wouldn't choose to live either.

Now, finally there is good news.

"Sev, spend more time with Mooney, I think he will need you. I still need to talk to your Mr. Principal."

Dominic patted Severus on the shoulder and turned around to leave. At this moment, there was no warmth in his eyes when he was looking at Moniques and Severus, and there was only a coldness in his eyes.

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When he came to the door of the principal's office on the eighth floor, before Dominic could worry about the password to open the door, the statue of the Hippogriff opened the door for him.

Dominic went up the steps, opened the door and saw Albus Dumbledore sitting in his wide chair waiting for him.

"Ah, Mr. Prince, I suppose little Mr. Prince is all right now?" asked Albus Dumbledore with a kind smile on his face.

Dominic snorted coldly as an answer.

Albus Dumbledore also breathed a sigh of relief. No matter how he guessed, turning an excellent underage wizard into a squib is definitely a loss for the wizarding world.

After all, any wizard cub is precious to the wizarding world.

Also, at a sensitive time like this, a Slytherin student turned into a Squib at Hogwarts, for whatever reason, was a good excuse for the Dark Lord to attack him.

At that time, those aristocrats who are ready to take advantage of the wind will definitely rush up to bite him, as well as the Twelve Hogwarts board members who give him a headache.

Although the twelve school directors were not all from the Dark Lord's side, they were not all from him either.

If this kind of thing gets out, it will be unfavorable for him, the headmaster of Hogwarts. If the school director puts pressure on him, or even reduces the funds for Hogwarts, it will not be good news for him.

After all... Since he became the headmaster of Hogwarts, he has helped the Order of the Phoenix's increasingly tight funds.

Dominic tapped the honey tea that Dumbledore prepared for him with his wand, and quickly replaced it with his favorite black tea.

Picking up the black tea, Dominic took a sip after smelling the rich aroma.

Albus Dumbledore watched Dominic change the tea, his blue eyes flickered slightly.

And Dominic, who was drinking tea with his head down, had a cold light in his eyes, thinking that rubbing a small amount of Veritaserum on the wall of the cup would be effective?

Although this veritaserum is top grade, the dosage is very small.

Although it can't play the role of completely spitting out the truth, it still has a certain inducing effect.

It's just that these things are invisible to a potion master's sense of smell, not to mention such a small amount of veritaserum, even his two grandsons can resist it freely.

"Mr. Prince, can I ask you what kind of potion you used for Mr. Prince? You must know that this magic riot almost destroyed his magic cycle. Can it really restore him to the same as before? "Albus Dumbledore asked a little excitedly.

Dominic looked at Albus Dumbledore with a half-smile, "Potions are treasures in the family collection, neither the formula nor the medicine is gone now."

"Oh, Merlin. That's really a pity. You must know how much good news this potion will bring to the wizarding world." Albus Dumbledore pushed his glasses in disappointment.

Dominic lowered his eyes slightly, this old fox has a big heart.

"I think I can know why Monigus had a magic riot?" Dominic stared at Dumbledore.

Albus Dumbledore once again habitually placed his fingertips in a tower shape on his front abdomen, "Of course, the place where Mr. Prince's magic riot took place is in the common room of Slytherin College."

After a slight pause, he continued: "Before that, he went to the Slytherin dean's office to do potion research. The reason why I want him to have a magic riot is either from his dean's office to the common room." in the hallway down the road, or in the common room."

Dominic narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard that, whether it was the Slytherin head's office, the common room, or the corridor, they were all in the Slytherin cellar.

It means that the cause of the magic riot in Monigus has nothing to do with the students and professors of the other three colleges.

"So, what guesses does Headmaster Dumbledore have?" Dominic asked patiently.

Although he had known for a long time that he could not get an answer from Albus Dumbledore, he did not expect him to say so.

Albus Dumbledore looked embarrassed, he hesitated and said: "I heard that when Mr. Prince was in his first year, because of his blood, there were still voices against him in Slytherin House." Yes. Will..."

Seeing Dominic's face getting darker and darker, Albus Dumbledore wisely chose to shut up.

Dominic was so angry that he could hardly hold back his face. The mixed blood of Monigus and Severus was an eternal pain in his heart, and being uncovered by this old bee made him almost crazy.

"Thank you Headmaster Dumbledore, I don't think you can provide any more clues. Then, maybe waiting for Monigus to wake up will give us a definite answer."

Dominic had completely lost patience with Albus Dumbledore, he stood up and carefully arranged his wizard robes.

"See you next time, Principal Dumbledore." After saying goodbye, he planned to leave the principal's office.

Instead of wasting time here, he might as well go to the medical wing to accompany his two grandchildren. I believe Monigus should be able to wake up tomorrow morning.

"Uh..." Albus Dumbledore wanted to say something else, but finally gave up. "Then, Mr. Prince, goodbye. I think the two little Mr. Princes must be very happy to see you."

Dominic nodded slightly, then turned and left.

Stepping lightly into the medical wing, he saw Severus lying on Monigus' bedside, already sound asleep.

"Severus?" He reached out and gently shook Severus awake.

"Grandfather?" Severus rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked at Dominic in surprise.

Dominic rubbed his head, "Go back to the dormitory and go to sleep, I will watch over here with Mony. He just took the potion, I need to observe his condition."

Severus was a little reluctant to leave Monigus, hesitated for a moment or followed Dominic's decision.

After Severus left, Dominic looked at Moniques who was still pale on the hospital bed with some pity, and tucked the quilt for him.

At this moment, the door of the medical wing opened again...