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

After tidying up the robe on his body, Monigus swiped in the air again, and a string of silver-green characters appeared.

7: 20PM

Very good, Lucius must have returned to the manor by this time.

Monigus found out the key to the Malfoy Manor that Lucius had given him, and revealed his magic power. The next moment, he was already standing in the living room of the Malfoy Manor.

"Welcome, Master Monigus." When Monigus was standing on the floor of Malfoy Manor, a house-elf appeared and bowed to him.

Looking at the house elf that appeared, Monigus raised his eyebrows. It seemed that he had miscalculated, and Lucius hadn't returned yet.

"Give me a cup of black tea." Monigus ordered, then sat on the sofa, maybe he could give Lucius a surprise.

After about an hour, the fireplace in the living room lit up.

The next moment, the person Monigus was looking forward to appeared outside the fireplace, but seeing his somewhat pale face, and the unconsciously exhausted expression when he returned to a safe place, Monigus ruthlessly frown.

When he left Malfoy Manor, Lucius wasn't as bad as he was now.

And Lucius didn't notice that there was another person in the family for so long, and he still stood there frowning and pinching the bridge of his nose.

Suddenly, the person who was still standing fell down, and Monigus' heart almost jumped out of fright.

"Lucius." Monigus screamed, and strode forward to catch the unconscious man.

At this time, Monigus realized that even though he had lost consciousness, Lucius' body was still trembling slightly.

"Lord Voldemort!" Monigus hissed in a low voice, Lucius' performance was too obvious, this was after being punished.

Sure enough, Lucius' wizard robe was gently torn off, revealing black and blue on his left chest.

Monigus held Lucius in his arms and quickly walked upstairs to his bedroom.

Kicking open the door of Lucius' bedroom, he walked quickly into the bathroom and filled the bathtub with hot water.

Immediately, Monigus moved his fingers slightly, and all the clothes on Lucius' body turned into pieces and fell on the bathroom floor.

Putting the person into the bathtub carefully, Monigus dug out the medicine box he carried with him, found the required potion and fed it to Lucius.

It's a pity that Lucius was unconscious at this time, and there was no way, Monigus could only take a sip and feed Lucius a sip.

After feeding the potion, Monigus tore apart his wizard robe, stepped into the bath as well, and held Lucius on his chest.

The other hand began to rub Lucius's extremities continuously, so that he could recover as soon as possible.

Cruciatus is worthy of being one of the three unforgivables. It not only acts on the body but also affects the soul.

And to make Lucius' body as cold as ice, it is conceivable that DarkLord must have lost a lot of anger today, and even Lucius, who has always been favored, was severely punished.

When Lucius' whole body was warmed up, Monigus stopped his movements and just quietly sat in the bathtub with Lucius in his arms.

After a while, Lucius slowly opened his silver gray eyes.

The moment he saw Monigus, Lucius felt as if he was about to stop breathing.

With some difficulty, he raised his hand to caress Monigus' bright red eyes, "It's so beautiful."

Lucius looked at Monigus fascinated.

He never thought that someone could be so suitable for red.

Monigus's original appearance was a bit indisputable and delicate just like Irene's, but now with such a pair of dazzling eyes, it adds a bit of seductiveness.

And as he grew older, Monigus's originally round eyes became narrower and narrower due to the elongated end of the eyes, and the random slight squinting made him more eye-catching.

Monigus stretched out his hand to hold Lucius' white palm, and sighed slightly, feeling a little helpless with the man in his arms.

After enduring and enduring, I still couldn't help flicking his hand on his head, "Tell me first what happened when you passed out today?"

Lucius smiled wryly, "The one who suspected that Horace Slughorn's death was not innocent asked us to investigate thoroughly. But you also know that I can't hand you over."

Monigus frowned slightly when he heard the words. In his previous life, he should not have paid special attention to Horace Slughorn at this time. Now he should still be enjoying the illusion of magic power growth brought about by splitting his soul. middle.

Immediately, Monigus realized that he probably thought it was Albus Dumbledore who did it.

Now that he is holding on to this matter, he probably wants to grab Dumbledore's handle from it.

At this time, the Dark Lord has not become brain-dead by splitting the Horcrux, at least he still has the ability to think, and it is not difficult to smell something unusual from the Horace Slughorn incident.

It's just that the result was that his lover was involved, which was unexpected for Monigus.

Kissing Lucius' forehead lightly, Monigus paused slightly while grabbing Lucius's hand, and pulled his palm to his eyes, sure enough.

Frowning slightly, "Why didn't you wear the ring I gave you?" Monigus could see a shallow ring mark on the middle finger of Lucius' right hand, but the ring was nowhere to be found.

Lucius smiled helplessly again, "He wants to punish me, how dare I use the power on the ring to resist."

Monigus was silent for a moment. Indeed, it is not easy to cheat in front of the Dark Lord.

Kissing Lucius again, Monigus decided to change the subject: "How do you feel now?"

Lucius felt it for a while, leaned into Monigus's arms relaxedly, and said lazily, "It's not bad."

It's not just because of Monigus' potions and hot water, it's because they're soul mates.

As long as they are close to each other, they will have a healing effect, just like when his magic power rioted.

After the two soaked for a while, Monigus carried Lucius out of the bath, put on his bathrobe casually, wrapped Lucius in a large towel, and carried him to the bed.

Lucius was a little weak because of Cruciatus, and because his lover was by his side, he was lazy and didn't want to move, so Monigus cleaned him up and covered him with a soft quilt.

Sitting beside Lucius' bed, Monigus drew a few body-checking spells with his wand to confirm that Lucius was fine, and then he was relieved.

"These eyes are so beautiful." Lucius sank into the soft pillow, still staring at Monigus' red eyes.

Monigus smiled slightly, "Should I say it's my honor, Lucius."

Lucius also had a gentle smile on his lips, "Is this the symbol of Slytherin blood? Your eyes are different from that man's. His eyes will scare me, like being stared at by a poisonous snake."

Monigus touched his cheek and said with a smile, "We were originally Slytherin vipers."

Lucius said seriously: "It's not the same. Your red eyes remind me of gems, and they only look beautiful. But his difference reminds me of blood. It seems that the eyes are full of ambition and cruelty."

Monigus didn't answer, just smiled.

In his previous life, he had nothing but ambition, and all he wanted was power.

Now he has everything, he has family, lover, and friends, even if it is power, he will shake hands in the future.

Although he didn't want to admit it, but the old bee always talked about love, he thought he really understood in this life.

He might look more like a human being in this way.

The eyes are the windows of the soul, and the things reflected in the eyes are naturally different depending on the state of mind.

"Would you like to eat a little bit? You are still a little weak." Monigus asked with some concern.

Lucius shook his head, "I still feel like my stomach is being carried and dangled. I'm not sure if I'll spit it out if I eat something."

Monigus had no choice but to force him, so he could only let him drink the water of life and death and have a good sleep.

Looking at Lucius who was already asleep, Monigus frowned again.

The ring he gave Lucius back then, besides confirming the relationship between the two, the most important thing was to ensure Lucius' safety.

He knows himself. As his soul splits, his rationality becomes less and less, and his temper becomes more and more irritable.

This also means that Lucius by his side will become more and more dangerous, at least like this kind of punishment will have a second time if there is the first time.

At this time, Monigus really wanted to hide Lucius, but he knew without asking that Lucius would definitely disagree.

The current Malfoy family can still get a lot from DarkLord, and now he also needs DarkLord as his backing.

Monigus smiled wryly, his current foundation is really too weak, how can it compare to his decades of accumulation in his previous life.

What's more, because most of the Death Eaters are pure-blooded nobles, the rapid development of his power is unimaginable.

The pure-blood nobles are the top group of wizards, and there are people who want money and money.

But in this life, in order not to be prematurely targeted by the black and white devil, he has been cautious until now, and he has not even taken back the Horcrux he hid in Hogwarts.

Slightly clenched his fists. Fortunately, now that he has regained his Slytherin blood, and has received the approval of his ancestor Salazar, he may be able to speed up his pace.

Tucking the quilt for Lucius again, Monigus left Lucius' bedroom and let him have a good rest.

Since leaving on vacation, Monigus has handed over the family affairs to Severus, which was intended to consciously train his younger brother, and now it is rare to have nothing to do.

While Lucius is resting, maybe it's time for him to meet his ancestors again.

After all, he hadn't shown his face in front of Salazar Slytherin and Godric Gryffindor after he successfully retrieved the Slytherin blood.