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Voldemort has a minion!

Nagini the Slyss

Voldemort
Legacy Name: Voldemort

The

Nightmare Kumos
Owner:

SCIENCE

Age: 18 years, 3 weeks, 6 days

Born: March 30th, 2006

Adopted: 18 years, 3 weeks, 6 days ago (Legacy)

Adopted: March 30th, 2006 (Legacy)

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Statistics

Level: 107
Strength: 246
Defense: 253
Speed: 202
Health: 235
HP: 235/235
Intelligence: 275
Books Read: 276
Food Eaten: 2
Job: Maid

Shadows within shadows, Nagini. We are not alone, you and I.
It would appear we have a watcher.
Come out, spy. Closer, now. I would look upon you. I would see who the night brings.
Not a watcher but a wanderer, it seems. And you are far from home..
Yes, child. To me.
There is no reason to fear.
Ah. I see a crest about your neck. You belong to a proud family. But, so young..Have you yet been taught the noble traditions? Are you aware of the importance of your bloodline?
No?
Then let me explain. I will show you.
Hold out your arm - don't hesitate. Just a small wound. Don't look away. What do you see?
You are correct, of course. Blood.
But the blood that imbues your flesh is special, child. A rare blessing in these times.
Now. I will tell you what I see.
This blood, your blood, is a perfect ideal. A product of those who have stayed true over generations, a brave minority who have held steadfast in the face of ignorance and majority opposition; a 'pure' lineage.
Have pride in your purity, and the moral strength of your parents.
No doubt you know of others who have turned their back on these values.
So many pollute the blood, child. They lie with muggles, create abominations, and pass off this monstrous act as right, fair, equal. But these are falsehoods. Muggles can never equal us, just as the lowly animals that inhabit this planet cannot; not through fault of their own, but by natural order. In associating with beasts, muggle-lovers become beasts themselves. The offspring born of their foul union are allowed to freely immerse themselves in our world.
Is this 'fair'? Is this 'right'? Is it in the name of equality that we be forced to mingle with such half breeds - living evidence of so revolting a crime - when a single drop of our blood is worth more than the entire bloodline of theirs?

Realisation reflects in your eyes.
We share a bond of understanding, you and I.
To further the taint..to commit this atrocity..is a crime worthy of death. It cannot go unpunished. We must sever the roots of this -
What is it, child?
Witches and wizards born of muggles?
Where have you heard this nonsense? Further trickery. You cannot put your trust in false allies. Trust only your family, and others like them. Trust me.
Now, quiet. My servant approaches.

Ah..who is with you?
I see. Bring her to me. Loose those bindings; they are not needed. She will not be able to run.
Crucio.
Who is she, you ask? She is a traitor to the blood in your veins. As much as you are pure, she is filth. She is corrupted. Putrescent, and unworthy.
Unworthy of what?
You dare question me further?
No..I recall the inquisitive nature of youth. Of course she deserves this. Death is almost..too good for her.
But you are exhausted. It is late. Your parents will be missing you.
Before you go - here. Take her wand; a souvenir, if you will. Hm? Ah. No..I cannot imagine she will be needing it back.

I suspect you have learned much about yourself this night.
Go now, and remember..
I have seen your heart, and it is mine.