The Plane Merchant of Hogwarts

"Can you shut up? What's your name in the middle of the night?" A cold voice rang in the room, covering up the unsuppressible moaning of pain.

This is a dark room. A middle-aged man is waving a wand and holding an unknown sphere in his hand. Every time the wand is waved, a pure white light will shine out.

And these lights obeyed the command of the magic wand and merged obediently into the body of a big snake in front of the man.

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

"You are so disobedient. You never listen to the arrangements in the meeting. You did it last time and you will do it again this time!" The cold voice did not stop, but continued to chatter endlessly.

"Ah————" The voice finally stopped suppressing itself and shouted loudly.

"What's wrong? Are you still in the mood? Give it to you." The cold voice seemed to be startled by the sudden roar. The crystal ball in his hand almost lost its grip and was shaken to the ground.

But this did not delay his cynicism. Just when he was about to continue speaking and vent his anger, a voice interrupted him.

"Okay, Robert, don't talk about him anymore." At this time, a man covered in black robes walked into the room, stopping his desire to say anything else.

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

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

In addition, I also hope that you will not bring such big losses to the secret meeting because of your little cleverness. "

At this time, the snake shadow in the room suddenly raised its head and spoke in human words: "I will never forget the help the Secret Society has given me, and I will definitely collect more souls for the Secret Society."

After hearing this, the figure nodded with satisfaction, and his voice softened slightly: "You did a good job in the first battle between British wizards last time, but if you could listen to us, the final result would definitely not be like this!

Robert is right about one thing, you always have your own cleverness, and you always feel that your decision will be more profitable than the decision-making of a secret meeting with high-level officials, but what is the result?

There is an old saying in China that says 'once again and again, not again'. I hope you can learn from these two lessons and stop making your own decisions and letting the entire branch take the blame for you! "

"Yes." The high snake head lowered slowly, as if no matter how much he thought about it, he seemed to have realized his mistake.

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

"Nagini, I'm sorry, I caused you trouble." He...no, it should be 'she' now, she murmured.

Her thoughts couldn't help but wander a little, from the childhood when Nagini accompanied her to her joining the Soul Conclave.

When I was in school, because I was too focused on black magic, I even became interested in the study of souls without overestimating my abilities.

He never expected that he would get into trouble with the behemoth Soul Conclave because of his mistake.

I originally thought that I would die soon, but fortunately, my talent was noticed by the branch president and I was qualified to join the secret society.

It was with the help of the Secret Society that, as a mixed-blood wizard, I was able to form a group of pure-blood wizards to fight for me.

Those years were my proudest years. Although the secret society kept forcing me to endure it, slowly eroding the entire wizarding world, and then extending its hands to the Muggle world, I couldn't wait any longer.

I no longer want to be controlled by the Conclave, I feel that I have the ability to lead the wizards under me, and I also have the ability to control the Conclave of Souls.

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

Fortunately, I was well prepared and obtained the complete inheritance of the Split Horcrux early in the secret meeting, which allowed me to survive the defeat.

Originally, I thought I would successfully escape from the control of the secret society this time, and secretly slowly accumulate strength until I could start another war in the entire wizarding world.

But I was really too impatient. Not only did I fail to recover, but I fell into the hands of the secret society again.

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

Don't worry, Nagini, I will avenge you. I will destroy the entire secret society and become the president myself!

As for why I hate the Secret Society so much?

I feel like I have been being used as a tool by the Secret Society, and I seem to have gained nothing except collecting souls for them.

For example, that annoying Robert just now, he joined later than me, and was even once my pawn, but now he is able to ridicule me?

I!The descendant of Slytherin!Don’t allow the blood of our ancestors to be shamed!I also want the entire magical world to know that I am!Voldemort!Will come back!

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

It was the critical stage of merging his soul with Nagini. Although Nagini had been made into a Horcrux by him in the Albanian forest, he had never occupied her body.

But from that moment on, he transformed from a human into a snake, and it was irreversible.

In addition, what he felt just now was very clear. The pain was not entirely from Nagini's body's rejection of his soul. It was as if a piece of his soul was missing...

What exactly is that?

That kind of pain even surpassed the pain Nagini brought him. It was pain from the soul level...

He thought secretly, slowly his consciousness gradually blurred, and he fell into sleep in the dark room.

He was too tired, and after wandering in soul form for 11 years, he finally had a body again. This feeling still gave him a temporary sense of security.

Although the soul secret meeting is also an enemy rather than a friend, for now, I don't need to worry about the fear of the soul dissipating.

ps: To explain, the original work does not explain when Nagini and Nagini became Horcruxes. Whether it is the Muggle caretaker of Riddle's ancient house or Bertha Jorkins traveling to the Albanian forest, everyone is inference.

But what is certain is that Nagini's Horcrux was made when Voldemort was wandering in the Albanian forest, so the specific time is not certain.

In order to meet the follow-up of the main soul being destroyed, this period of time is set earlier, but it cannot be said to be a mistake. After all... everyone can make it up, why can't I make it up?

You all think that my second creation is not good, and that Voldemort should not be like what I wrote. However, in Rollin's writing, Voldemort in the later period completely became a tool man. I don't think that a mixed-blood person can lead a pure-blood person. People would be so brainless.

Also, this chapter is just a foreshadowing. No one knows what the subsequent story will be like, so please don’t jump to conclusions.