Voldemort's Speculation

"Another you?"

Wouldn't that mean double the joy?!

Bella, instantly drenched, hurriedly asked.

As for the so-called threat, she did not take it to heart. She believed her master was lightning, light, the one and only legend.

Perhaps it was like when her master had said Dumbledore was the only person he feared.

Her master had clearly spared Dumbledore only because he cherished the lives of his servants.

"Why did you phrase that as a question?"

Voldemort frowned—though he had no eyebrows.

But soon,

he noticed the moisture emanating from a certain part of Bella.

"Love truly is no good thing, even when it comes to mine. It has muddled your mind.

"I told you before that at the place where I failed all those years ago, Dumbledore used my corpse and the fragment of my soul that remained to create a younger me. He brainwashed him into believing nonsense like wizards should protect Muggles.

"He even gave him the position I once wanted."

Elsewhere.

"Haha, Voldemort is jealous!

"It looks like he really wants to be a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor." Kate laughed as she watched Voldemort on the television.

Voldemort hardly concealed his emotions before his servants.

So Kate could easily smell the sourness in Voldemort's words.

Just like when an older twin brother realized his younger brother was more favored by their father.

Confusion, unwillingness, jealousy, and a little envy.

"Master, then how should we treat this other you?

"We would not dare offend you.

"Even if he is a younger you who has been brainwashed." Old Mulciber asked uneasily.

In his eyes, Dumbledore was already troublesome enough.

And their enemy was the entire wizarding world.

If they had to add a young Voldemort to that...

To be honest, he had already begun thinking about