I never expected that just when I thought it was all over, I'd wake up inside a pot. That's right, inside a pot!
What the hell! One second I was in the Middle East, and the next I was in a South American cannibal's pot?
Oh, thank goodness. One of my subordinates told me this was my resurrection ritual.
What?! A resurrection ritual! Since when did my ragtag little team have people with those kinds of supernatural abilities?
Oh, fine. This subordinate said his name was Peter Pettigrew. Hmm, sounds kind of familiar.
Familiar my ass! Who's that kid tied to the statue across from us? And who are all these people in black robes, looking like they're at some evil cult meeting?
The eerie atmosphere made me realize something was wrong, so I ran, using Apparition...
That's right, it was Apparition! A Muggle like me just Apparated! So magic really does exist in this world! I'm in tears! All those years reading Harry Potter weren't wasted!
Wait, hold on... Harry... Potter?
Oh, I think I understand now. (?_?)
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Female transmigrates into Voldemort. If that's not your thing, goodbye. My glass heart can shatter at any moment, so don't flame me. Not sure yet if there'll be a pairing. This plot bunny is completely out of my control. I believe this story has a soul.
And I would rather be a Muggle forever than believe that magic doesn't exist in this world.
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