Chapter 874 - The Foretelling Ⅳ (1/2)
All that remained behind is the physical vessel of Nagini filled with the soul of Voldemort and the partial snake memories of Nagini, the serpent. The serpent transformed into a tamer and a much more malicious creature than before. The large venomous snake began to sway and coil tenderly around Voldemort's feet.
At that moment, Voldemort feels an acute sense of loss. He could easily see and feel the stark difference between Nagini and the serpent now laying at his feet. The previous Nagini was no more, but rather now merely Nagini, the serpent the vessel for his Sixth Horcrux. Any feeling of guilt or even remorse fade away at knowing that he had one more Horcrux to ensure his survival. His continued existence took priority over everything and everyone else.
Voldemort's crimson serpent eyes abruptly turn towards Lestrange, whose dark eyes remain immovable despite the recent events that took place. ”You do not seem confused nor surprised by my actions, Lestrange.”
”It is not my place to question your actions, Dark Lord,” Rodolphus bluntly replied.
Voldemort's lips twist in wicked delight, before sneering. ”Nott was a blood traitor, who frequently fornicated with underage muggle whores and I cannot abide for a traitor to live.”
Rodolphus's expressions remained blank as he replies, ”A blood traitor deserves nothing but death, Dark Lord.”
”I knew that you would understand, Lestrange,” Voldemort sincerely said as he gently scratched the top of the serpent's head. ”Do you know Lestrange that there is a certain magical sea snake with a most unusual method of attracting prey?”
”Please enlighten me, Milord,” Rodolphus meekly replied, before he lowered his head to keep an eye on the swaying poisonous serpent at all times.
”There is a magical serpent that will lie on the ocean floor as if wounded. And then its enemies will approach, and yet even then it will lie still as enemies take little bites of it, it remains so very still-,” Voldemort gestured small biting motions with his unnatural long fingers.
”Until the prey has completely relaxed its guard and that is when the serpent attacks and devours its prey whole!” Voldemort said snapping his hand closed like that of a hungry mouth. ”Do you see, Lestrange?”
”I have been greatly enlightened and thank the Dark Lord for his magnanimity,” Rodolphus murmured in a rare form of flattery to Lord Voldemort.
Satisfied that his pride and vanity had been stroked, Voldemort beckons the serpent, Nagini with one finger. ”Come, it is late. Bode leads the way,” he demanded as the wooden form of Bode begins to stiffly move again.