"Can you shut up, what's it called in the middle of the night?" a cold voice rang out in the room, muffling the irrepressible, painful moan.

It was a dimly lit room, and a middle-aged man was waving a wand and holding an unknown orb in his hand, and each wave of his wand would bring out a pure white light.

And these rays of light, at the command of the wand, obediently merged into the body of a large snake in front of the man.

The serpent seemed to be experiencing some inhuman pain, and he couldn't help but want to roar, but he was trying to restrain it.

"You're just so disobedient, you never listened to the arrangements in the meeting, last time, this time!" The cold voice did not stop, but continued to chatter.

"Ah——————h

"What's the matter? You're still emotional? The cold voice also seemed to be startled by the sudden roar, and the crystal ball in his hand almost didn't hold it steady, and it was shaken to the ground.

But that didn't stop him from sneering, and he was about to continue to speak and vent his anger when a voice interrupted him.

"Alright, Robert, don't talk about him anymore. At that moment, a man shrouded in black robes walked into the room, stopping him from wanting to say something.

The man quickly put down the crystal ball and wand, and respectfully saluted the black-robed figure who had just entered.

The figure who had just come in continued: "This time, in order to resurrect your Horcrux into the main soul, our British chapter has spent nearly three years of savings, I hope you can understand this.

In addition, I also hope that you will not bring such a big loss to the secret society because of your little cleverness. ”

At this time, the snake shadow in the room suddenly raised the snake's head and said, "I will not forget the help of the secret society, and I will definitely collect more souls for the secret society." ”

After listening to this, the figure nodded with satisfaction, and his voice softened slightly: "You did a good job in the last Great War of the British Wizards, but if you can listen to us, the final result must not be like this!"

Robert is right in saying that you always have your own cleverness, and you always feel that your decisions will be more beneficial than the decisions of the top management of the secret meeting, but what is the result?

There is an old saying in Huaguo that it is 'again and again, not again', and I hope you can learn the lessons of these two times, and stop making your own decisions and let the whole club take the blame for you!"

"Yes. The tall head of the snake slowly lowered, as if he had thought about something, as if he had realized his mistake.

After the two figures exited the room, the snake slowly coiled up, and the snake was actually crying.

"Nagini, I'm sorry, but I'm the one who bothered you. He ...... No, it should be 'her' now, she muttered.

Her thoughts couldn't help but drift a little, from Nagini's childhood with her, to her own participation in the Soul Secret Society.

When I was in school, I was too focused on black magic and didn't even take my own time to become interested in the study of the soul.

I didn't expect that because of my mistakes, I would get into trouble with the behemoth of the Soul Secret Society.

Originally, I thought that my life would be short, but fortunately, the branch president saw the talent and obtained the qualification to join the secret society.

It was also with the help of the secret council that I, as a half-blood wizard, was able to assemble a group of pure-blood wizards to fight for myself.

Those years were the most proud of myself, and although the secret society had been patient, slowly encroaching on the entire wizarding world, and then reaching out to the Muggle world, I couldn't wait.

I don't want to be controlled by the Secret Council anymore, I feel that I have the power to lead my wizards, and I have the ability to control the Soul Council.

But what I never expected was that I was actually defeated by a baby.

Fortunately, I was prepared, and I obtained the full inheritance of the Split Horcrux early in the secret meeting, so that I could survive the defeat.

Originally, I thought that this time I would successfully escape the control of the secret order, and secretly slowly accumulate strength until I was able to start another war in the entire wizarding world.

But I was so anxious that not only did I not recover, but I fell into the hands of the secret council again.

However, the secret meeting helped me a lot, and after the main soul was destroyed, I was reborn in Nagini.

Don't worry, Nagini, I'll avenge you, I'm going to raze the whole secret council and make this president myself!

As for why I have so much hatred for the Secret Society?

I feel like I've been being used by the Secret Society as a tool, and I don't seem to get anything but collecting souls for them.

Like that nasty Robert just now, he joined later than me, and even used to be my pawn, but now he can sneer at me?

I, a descendant of Slytherin, will not allow the blood of our ancestors to be dishonored, and I want the whole wizarding world to know that I, Voldemort, will be back!

But just when Voldemort was still indignant, he remembered the pain just now.

It was just a critical stage for his soul to merge with Nagini, who had been made into a Horcrux by him as early as in the Albanian forest, but he had not taken possession of her body.

But from that moment on, he turned from a man into a serpent, and it was irreversible.

In addition, it was clear to him that the pain was not all due to Nagini's body's rejection of his soul, as if a piece of his soul was missing......

What's that, exactly?

That pain even overshadowed the pain that Nagini had brought him, a pain from the soul......

He thought to himself, slowly blurring his consciousness and falling asleep in the dimly lit room.

He was so tired, and after eleven years of wandering in soul form, he finally had a body again, and the feeling still gave him a temporary sense of security.

Although the Soul Secret Society is also friend or foe, for now, I don't need to worry about the fear of the soul dissipating.

PS: To explain, there is no explanation in the original book as to when he and Nagini became Horcruxes, whether it is the Muggle janitor of Riddle's Mansion or Bertha Jorkins who travels to the Albanian forests, it is everyone's inference.

But what is certain is that Nagini's Horcrux was made during Voldemort's wandering in the Albanian forest, so it is uncertain when it was exact.

Here, in order to conform to the follow-up of the destruction of the main soul, this period of time is set earlier, but it can't be said to be a mistake, after all, ...... Anyway, everyone can make it up, why can't I make it up?

You all think that my second creation is not good, and you think that Voldemort should not be like what I wrote, but in Rollin's writing, the later Voldemort has completely become a tool man, and I don't think that a person who can lead a pure-blood as a half-blood will have no brains to be like that.

Also, this chapter is just a foreshadowing, and no one knows what the rest of the story will look like, so please don't jump to conclusions.