[Harry Potter] Marvolo Says It Shouldn't Be

I, Marvolo, am a second-year student at Azkaban's Adult Reeducation Academy, a perennial repeat student. I was born in a Muggle orphanage, but the Sorting Hat told me to pick whichever house I wanted, so I joined Slytherin. I raised a phoenix, stole a dragon egg, stepped on people's feet at the Yule Ball, crashed into people during Quidditch, munched on snacks in the dueling arena, and treated the Forbidden Forest like my own backyard, wandering around every day. I lived more like a Gryffindor than the Gryffindors. --But that's perfectly normal. Every new student is just like me. We casually hit each other with Fiendfyre and Avada Kedavra all the time. Then I transmigrated. Don't worry, it's still Hogwarts, just Hogwarts from several decades ago. Magic is magic wherever you learn it, so I keep living the way I'm used to and start a club called the Knights of Walpurgis. We don't have many members, but they're dedicated, which makes me very happy. At least I don't have to worry about the club being disbanded because too few people show up for activities. Then, for some reason, everyone starts calling me the Dark Lord. They also spread the embarrassing story of how I came up with "Flight from Death" while playing word games in my edgy phase, making the entire wizarding world panic because of me. And I'm seriously trying to figure out how things ended up like this :) #A story about an old Voldemort, hardened by his time at NetEase's Azkaban Reeducation Academy, transmigrating into the original story. #Voldemort's personality has been changed! Changed! Changed! #Voldemort/Harry pairing #Nobody dies () #Don't expect a Voldemort who's been warped by the dueling arena to teach Harry to be normal. Theme: Your teammate's fireworks make you sandblast, they cast White Antidote and you move house; your teammate's mist is your home, you only spam basic attacks and never pull; your teammate chases the Snitch and you catch it, your teammate asks you to munch a melon